The Day of the Draw at Hogwarts

"Seven...one...eight...four" Tom entered the four numbers in order. The moment the fourth number was entered, the lock made a "click" sound and fell off the treasure chest. .

"Come on, don't be shy." Tom motioned to Hermione to put her hand up. They just pushed it gently, and the second layer of the treasure chest was opened.

Something happened that shocked Hermione. A tall wizard wearing a pair of half-moon glasses, a long crooked nose, and silver hair and beard hanging down to his waist emerged from the box.

"Professor Dumbledore..." Hermione screamed and collapsed to the ground.

Professor Dumbledore stared at her with majestic eyes, his eyes were piercing, as if he could see the deepest secrets in Hermione's heart.

"I'm not, please let me explain, I didn't... please don't fire me!" Hermione was already confused. She almost cried out, fear lingering in her heart. She didn't know how to explain to her parents that she was expelled on the first day of school.

Professor Dumbledore walked out of the box and got closer to Hermione. He stretched out a withered, old hand to Hermione...

Suddenly, his movements froze, and Tom came around behind him without knowing when, holding an open scroll and placing it against his back.

The scroll was obviously made of parchment, but it stuck to Professor Dumbledore's back like a plaster. What happened next was beyond Hermione's expectation: Professor Dumbledore was like As if he had been splashed with hot water, he let out a distorted scream, followed by a sound that sounded like a whip. The Dumbledore in front of him shattered like a balloon. After the shattering, he formed a ball of smoke, crazy. It was shaking, as if trying to get out of Tom's control, but failed. The scroll was like a whirlpool, pulling it and preventing it from getting out of control.

Hermione's eyes widened in surprise and her mouth opened slightly. What she saw in front of her was beyond the scope of her imagination.

"What's going on? What is this thing?" Even if Hermione didn't have any knowledge in this area, she knew that the smoke in front of her could never be Professor Dumbledore - the professor was not Voldemort and would not fall on a child. body.

"A Boggart, a shape-shifting non-being that transcends life and death, can transform into something that scares anyone nearby." Tom glanced at Hermione, "So the thing you fear most is being expelled from school?"

Hermione shouted angrily like a child who had her secrets exposed: "Even if I get expelled, it's all your fault!"

But soon the boggart caught her attention.

"So is this a magical animal?" Curiosity took over, and driven by curiosity, Hermione put the experience behind her.

"No, they are 'non-existences'. They are a type of magical creatures. They themselves transcend life and death, and have no counterpart in the Muggle world. Muggles can only perceive all currently known non-existences through indirect means. Since non-existences Beings are beyond life and death, so they are neither born nor die, non-beings arise from human emotions and feed on these emotions.

Since non-beings cannot truly be destroyed, wizards have invented various spells to repel them, using positive emotions to prevent them from causing negative emotions in their victims. The key to fighting non-existence is emotion. For example, Boggart is to overcome the fear in the heart. "

Hermione looked at the boggart thoughtfully, "So you hope to obtain a certain characteristic of it?"

At this time, Tom had already let go of the scroll, watching it float in the air, sucking the Boggart in bit by bit.

"To be honest, I didn't think about absorbing a Boggart at first. I wanted to find a fire dragon or a unicorn, but who would have thought that this senior sealed a Boggart in the treasure box? , and I happen to not be able to dispel the Boggart's spell." Tom spread his hands, indicating that this was his life.

Although Tom knew the pronunciation of many spells, he could not cast the spell just by knowing the pronunciation.

Hermione felt a little guilty, and her smart eyes were full of apologies: "I'm sorry for letting you consume such a precious scroll..." Hermione blamed herself: if she hadn't lost her mind, Tom wouldn't have consumed the scroll. Drop it?

"It should be a blessing in disguise," Tom comforted Hermione, "The senior who left this agency must have a reason for putting Boggart on the second floor. Maybe he thinks that the most suitable person for rubbing this scroll is Boggart. What? After all, who would put a punishing monster in a treasure chest?"

Hermione nodded, she also thought it made sense. At this time, the Boggart had also been imprinted, and there was a puddle of indescribable stuff on the scroll. It looked like a liquid, a gas, and even a bit like a solid. The scroll gradually closed, and the treasure box closed with a snap. .

The scroll floated and flew in front of Tom. He stretched out his right hand to catch it gently. The scroll gradually melted into his hand like frost in the sunlight. Tom felt a warm current flowing down his right hand to his limbs, and then A tingling sensation coming from the bones and a feeling of blood boiling.

A few minutes later, under Hermione's concerned gaze, Tom opened his mouth and spit out a large stream of white steam. The scroll also disappeared, replaced by a silver ring with six sides, the top one Inlaid with a black gemstone, there is a faint white mist flowing inside.

"Huh..." After exhaling the last bit of turbid air in his body, Tom also noticed the characteristic he inherited from the Boggart - imitation. Tom also understood the good intentions of his predecessors: Boggart is indeed the most suitable magical creature for that scroll. Boggart is a very interesting magical creature. Its power is that it can transform into any kind of creature, and it can also inherit some of the abilities of the creature it turns into!

For example, the Boggart found by Professor Lupine can turn into a female ghost, a mummy or even a dementor. Harry used his own experience to prove that the dementors turned into by boggarts are only slightly inferior to real dementors. That’s all!

However, it seemed that the ability he inherited was limited. Tom stared at the ring in his hand and felt something in his heart.

"How's it going? What abilities have you gained?" Hermione came over curiously.

Tom didn't waste any more words. He stretched out his right index finger and touched Hermione's forehead. Then Hermione watched the boy's hair in front of her gradually grow longer and browner, and his body gradually became more feminine...

Another "Hermione" appeared in front of her, even the clothes she wore were a perfect imitation.

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