Chapter 21
Another letter was sent to the Chosen One: "Mister Potter! It is likely that in this year the school will be guarded by dementors of Azkaban because of your godfather's escape. And so try to learn occlumency, you have a time to streighten your shields. This is going to help you to protect yourself from these creatures, who feed on human emotions. No emotions - no problems.
Secret Friend. P.S. It is likely, that Remus Lupine is going to be a new DADA' s teacher, he is also was your parents' friend. Then, ask yourself a question why he hasnt taken you away from your muggle relatives. P. S. Copies of books about protection of a mind are appplied.
Seeing that I has learnt occlumency and legillimency even before arrival into Hogwarts, I wasnt worrying about dementors. By the way, in the canone was saying, that Sirius was afraid of these dark creatures, meaning, that he had problems with protection of a mind, which is not typical for an offspring of a pureblood family. Though, considering his behaviour, it is not a surprise.
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Me, Luna and Harry met each other on the platform and decided to find a compartment, as a luck would wish it - the only available compartment was the one in which the teacher-werewolf was sitting, the one who invokes not the most pleasant feelings in me - contempt and repulsion. We were talking about some unsignificant things, because there was an outsider in our compartment, the one, who was obviously have been put in here for collecting an information about the Chosen One.
- "Move aside, I..." the man jumped from his place annd was about to banish the dementor but then he saw his help wasnt needed,"you have already...Good job! Which year?"
Second and third," I replied, this information caused professor's brows fly up, "give Harry some sweets instead, sir!" "Ah, yes..." it seems, that Remus was upset about, that he failed to distinguish himself but he still gave a chocolate and left the compartment, saying that he will go to driiver."
"Fame is not everything..." a first movie come to my mind immediatelly. After looking at one of the maraudeurs' behaviour, I realised, that everyone from this quartet was greedy for recognision and fame. But for now it wasnt the main thing. Having locked the compartment with every means possible, I asked Harry a question:
"And what do you think about all of this?"
"Most likely," Potter began after being a silent for some time,"this person has been here not by an accident, seeing, that usually teachers are not riding on Hogwarts-express...Moreover, he as an adult and teacher supposed to react at changes which have started alongside with the train slowed down...All in all, this is another test of the headmaster."
Thats what happenes when you are giving a right literature and forcing them to think by sending a fodder for contemplations in a form of letters. And if canon is recalled then Harry has been simply praying on Lupine. He was defending him when the whole school found out he was a werewolf. Interesting what Potter would think of this professor in the end of this year?"
"You are right Harry!" I said in serious voice. "Be carefull in this year."
The rest of the rid was going peacefully. But when we were sitting by our houses' tables in the Great Hall, we were watching an interesting sight by the teachers' table. The new DADA' s professor looked pathtic comparing to his colleagues and Snape was throwing blatantly hortile of scornfull glances at Lupine. Who was smart - has guessed or will guess soon about what the newfound professor is. But a special group of wizards, like gryffindors for example is going to defend him to the bitter end. Also, a majority of the students was outraged about that care for magical creatures is going to be taught by Hagrid whose education is only three years of Hogwarts. Thankfully, in my next year disciplines can be choosed. I will chose runes and numerology
Everyone are worrying about the fact that the school will be guarded by dementors, allegedly from Sirius Black...The old man has completely lost i!. .
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DADA's professor brought us into the classroom, where the potion brewer was sitting, doing his own business and not paying any attention at us. Lupine began to explain us how to defeat boggart. Defeat is a strong word actually - more like push him away if using Ridikkulous imagining something funny. Interesting, would it be easy to turn a boggart into something funny if this is a boggart which took a form of corpses of family members?"*
We were arranged into a row to reveal our fears to those around us. I purposefully stood in the end so that my turn wont arrive. But it seemed, luck turned away from me.
"Miss Weasley, your turn!" The werewolf said, making me cringe.
"Im miss Pruett, sir," I corrected the professor and then I said,"I will not perform your task!"
"Explain yourself, miss," the teacher asked calmly, I caught a feeling of anticipation in him. I began feeling disgust at being close with this creature.
-"Professor Lupine," I drawled, imitating Mmalfoy and I heard a muffled chuckle of Snape at this," I believe it to be unethical to expose ones fears in front of others, among whom there could be foes. Besides, phobias could be different, some animals which are easy to turn into something funny. And if a wizard is afraid of death of their close ones? I doubt that Ridikkulus would help then.
- "I dont think, miss Weasley, that in your age such terrifying sights could exist," Lupine said, calling me by my former last name like in a mockery,"please, do it."
- "Well, if you insist," I smiled ominously, which wasnt escaping a notice of my house's head, who slightly twitched from my anticipating smile. On my way to a start of the row I was recalling movies from my previous life. I couldnt decide what to show to the werewolf: a "Human Catterpillar" or something from "Saw". I decided for the later. Or maybe to show them a skull trepanation? My smile grow wider.
I stood before the closet with the creature, checked my mental shields so that boggart wont be able to learn of my fear, I prepared to show a part of my job from previous life. Lupine opened the closet and the boggart immediately took a form of myself as patologoanatomist from the past, who was slicing a skull open with a saw. Everyone aside from me and Snape was close to throw up