"…Get out of the way, Harry."

Elena took out her wand and walked forward expressionlessly.

The air seemed to become thicker instantly, and Professor Lu Ping's expression suddenly changed.

Before he could react, the "Elena" imagined by Harry suddenly let out a series of joyful laughter, grabbed the bleeding Quaffle in his right hand, pointed it straight ahead and raised it towards her.

Silver-haired little witch holding a wand.

"wait"

boom!

The next moment, a crimson beam suddenly lit up.

As if an earthquake had occurred, the Hogwarts staff room shook violently.

Immediately afterwards, a powerful shock wave spread in the room, and Lupine lost his balance for a moment. He staggered and tried to squint his eyes to look at the end of the lounge where the red light beam finally disappeared.

It was like a fire dragon landing on the lake, and the marble floors on both sides of the beam path turned up.

The old wooden cabinet used to store the robes has completely disappeared. The place where the wooden cabinet was supposed to be was replaced by a huge, dilapidated and hideous stone cave. Through the hole, you can vaguely see the tables and chairs in the auditorium behind.

With just one blow, the spell penetrated directly through the one-meter-thick stone wall of Hogwarts.

"Gulu"

Lupine swallowed involuntarily.

With such monster-like destructive power, even Professor Dumbledore probably couldn't do better, right?

He finally understood why Harry's Boggart behaved like that. No matter who it was, whoever witnessed it with his own eyes or experienced such a horrific attack would hardly avoid the fear of death in his heart.

Dumbledore expected him to teach this kind of witch. Was he overestimating him?

Of course, those are all things later.

What's even worse now is...

Compared to the tragic scene behind, "Elena" located in the path of the beam still stood unscathed.

The Boggart was stunned for a moment, seeming a little confused.

Then, as if she smelled some delicious prey, her eyes swept back and forth on the faces of the trembling little wizards in the classroom, and finally landed on Elena, who was standing half a meter away from her.

There was another crackling sound, and where "Quidditch Elena" had stood was now Elena wearing wizard robes.

This is a very wonderful scene, as if two identical Elenas appear in the room; they raise their wands in unison, like mirror images, aiming at each other indifferently, and a heart-stopping red light shines on the tip of the wand.

rise

"How, how is it possible..." Lu Ping was stunned and murmured.

According to common sense, a Boggart should transform into the form that the object of its current attention is most afraid of.

But judging from Elena's current performance, she is not afraid of another "self". Not many people will be afraid of themselves in the mirror, especially the exact same expression and movements, which are the least likely to scare people.

unless

Lu Ping's eyes moved quickly, and dozens of pale little faces came into view.

Now this scene and appearance can effectively scare most people present at the same time.

"Wait a minute, Elena, don't use the offensive spell. You're strengthening it!"

Lupine reacted quickly and shouted loudly.

And faster than his voice was another clear and rapid sound of chanting a mantra.

"Funny!" Hermione screamed.

There was a noise, and one of them, Elena, suddenly stumbled.

An incongruous wooden step suddenly appeared on the marble floor. "Elena" stepped on the air and fell directly into the stair trap. Most of the small figure disappeared in an instant, leaving only an angry hair.

swaying from side to side.

"Well done! Harry, step forward!"

Professor Lupine breathed a sigh of relief and shouted loudly.

Harry came back to his senses and hurriedly stepped forward past Elena who was frozen in place.

Snapped!

The "Yandere Elena" who was throwing the bloody Quaffle from before appeared again. She looked at Harry who was shaking with a joking look on her face. She pointed the Quaffle in her hand at the little boy's face and said menacingly.

approaching him

"Funny!" Harry shouted.

"Elena" suddenly stepped on her right foot with her left foot, fell to the ground with her face forward, and fell to the ground like a loli.

Eh?!

Wait! Something is wrong!

Is this... a social death scene?!

Elena finally reacted and moved forward in panic, preparing to save her majesty.

At this moment, she suddenly felt her steps sinking, as if she had fallen into some kind of sticky quicksand. She quickly turned her head, just in time to see Dumbledore put down his right hand like a thief, showing a hint of embarrassment rather than gentleness.

smile.

"Malfoy!" cried Professor Lupin.

Draco Malfoy reflexively took a step forward.

Snapped!

Elena appeared in the lounge again, her lake-blue eyes full of coldness and unfamiliarity. She looked indifferently at the light-blond haired boy in front of her, her right hand grasped Draco's throat, and in her left hand was

An ice cream cone without a ball.

"Slippery, funny!" Draco said firmly, determined.

The next moment, large balls of ice cream suddenly began to pop out of the empty ice cream cone.

"Force Throat Elena" panicked and opened her hands, trying hard to hold the increasing number of ice cream balls. Her hair, face, and clothes were covered with sticky ice cream, and she looked quite embarrassed.

And cute.

"Stop, stop, stop!"

Elena shouted hurriedly and rushed forward.

Snapped!

The embarrassed Elena disappeared.

For a second, everyone looked around confusedly to see where it was.

Immediately afterwards, they saw a somewhat old military green backpack appearing on the ground in front of Elena. There were several yellow-skinned mouse-like cartoon stickers on the front and back of the backpack. Other than that, there was nothing special about it.

"That's not common, isn't it. Albus..."

Grindelwald frowned and looked at the "former Defense Against the Dark Arts" professor next to him with some confusion.

"So do you understand what Elena is most afraid of in this world?"

"Then you have to see what's inside the bag..."

Dumbledore shrugged his shoulders and looked thoughtfully not far away.

"..."

Elena took a deep look at the backpack, stretched out her hand and pressed it gently.

Familiar touches and sounds, even if she didn't open it and take a closer look, she knew what kind of backpack it was. Except for some unpacked bags with no food residue left, it was empty and there was nothing.

A few hours before death came, she had already burned these deeply into the depths of her mind.

"call……"

Elena raised her wand and tapped lightly on her backpack.

"Funny!"

Snapped!

The next moment, white mist began to pour out of the military green backpack.

In less than half a second, the thick white mist completely submerged Elena's figure.

…

Familiar ceiling.

The girl raised her head and glanced at the bright incandescent light.

On the bedside table to her right, the ECG monitor was emitting rhythmic beeps.

The doctor's conversation seemed to come from outside the door.
To be continued...