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I blanched.
Professor Bing continued. "Can anyone tell me what a boggart is?"
I timidly raised my hand, along with a ginger-haired, green-eyed girl, who was also a Gryffindor.
"Evans?" He prompted her.
"A boggart is a creature that changes shape, depending on the viewer's worst fear."
I liked Lily Evans. I had helped her with spellwork, and she often helped me with potions. I definitely wasn't the only one that liked her. I could see James looking at her, as he did whenever she was near. He would have had a chance with her, if he stopped bullying her best friend! I knew he was jealous, but he took things too far, and I had let him know.
"Perfect. Take ten points for Gryffindor. Now, defeating a boggart requires you point your wand and say," Professor Bing hesitated for a moment to make sure everyone was listening, "Riddikulus! Everybody repeat after me. Riddikulus!"
"Riddikulus!" the entire class echoed.
"However, it requires more than just the correct words and pronunciation. The thing that defeats a boggart is laughter! So, you need to picture your worst fear, and make it funny. I will give you four minutes to do so, before you face the boggart."
In the four minutes that followed, the entire room was so silent you could hear a quill drop (except for the occasional person muttering their solution to themselves). I had next to no clue about how I would make my worst fear, funny. But I would when I reached the boggart, I knew I would. All too soon, it was time.
We lined up before the boggart. I watched as it turned into a spider to a decapitated body, from a lethifold to Gellert Grindewald.
I was face to face with the boggart, which was currently in the shape of a sunbathing zombie. Professor Bing hastily stepped in front of me as I was preparing to face my worst fear.
"Riddikulus!" He exclaimed, pointing his wand at the Grim in front of him, which promptly started to chase its tail. As everyone except me laughed, the boggart vanished. "Nice work." He smiled a smile that didn't quite reach his cold grey eyes.
As the rest of my peers left, I saw him looking at me. Those grey eyes were now filled with revulsion and hatred.