In her calm-as-water pupils, there was a slight movement. Lynn instinctively wanted to raise the wand held in her right hand, but found that she couldn't control her body at all.
In the time she struggled to raise her hand, the Boggart changed rapidly—Marietta, Penelope... It was rapidly turning into every person in Ravenclaw, projecting everything Lynn had experienced onto them.
Lynn's pupils struggled more and more intensely as it changed.
Until it finally conjured a face, a face of Hermione. The original pride and arrogance had completely disappeared from this face.
Replaced by compliance and domestication, the girl's unyielding spine was faintly bending, symbolizing its broken destiny.
Lynn blinked sharply, raised her wand, and pointed it straight at the Boggart, "Riddikulus."
A beam of magic shot out, and the Hermione standing in place returned to her confident and sunny look.
She was wearing a decent suit, holding a wand in her right hand and a briefcase in her left, standing there with her chest held high. Behind her was a brilliance like a spotlight.
"Haha..."
A soft laugh was conveyed. Everyone's eyes in the room turned to Lynn involuntarily. Her eyebrows were curved, and the corners of her mouth raised in a beautiful arc.
Sure enough, Hermione should still maintain this posture, never trapped, never bound.
Sure enough... everything she had experienced, she still didn't want others to experience it again.
"Lynn!"
Hermione bit her tongue hard, "snatched" back control of her body, ran up two steps, hugged her tightly from behind, and looked at the smile on her face from the side.
"I'm here."
The smile on Lynn's face faded slowly, but the liveliness in her eyes was clearly a bit more.
"Was that you just now? Was that the old you?"
Hermione raised her hand and stroked Lynn's cheek pitifully. That body full of injuries, those chilblains everywhere, she was such a good Lynn... how could anyone bear it.
"It was me, the old one."
Lynn nodded gently, following the thoughts in her mind, and raised her hands to show, "Look, there is nothing."
Turning her head to look at Lynn's hands, indeed, they were slender and fair, completely without the appearance of being covered in chilblains just now.
Holding Lynn's hand, Hermione lowered her head and kissed her fingertips gently.
"It's so beautiful."
Lynn blinked as if she hadn't reacted, but her ears were slowly turning red.
"Are you okay?"
Professor Lupin stepped forward and asked in a low voice, his eyes faintly carrying a bit of self-reproach.
With the instructions from Headmaster Dumbledore, he had originally thought about paying special attention to Lynn and helping out at any time if something went wrong.
As a result, who could have imagined that he couldn't even move at that time, only feeling a kind of oppression from body to mind.
"It's okay, thank you Professor Lupin, I'm fine, this is an exercise I must go through."
Lynn said extremely calmly, but she didn't say that this was what she should do as a student.
"Also thank you everyone, for caring about me, and also giving me the opportunity to face the Boggart and exercise myself. I saw that all of you were holding your wands."
Lynn let Hermione hold her hand, turned to face the The Ravenclaws who had been with her day and night for three years.
The Little Eagles' faces flushed, and they shook their heads in unison.
"It's nothing, it's nothing, this is what we should do, after all, you are our darling."
"Yes, and just now seeing you smile, it was really beautiful."
"Yes, yes, yes, I went home last Christmas and didn't see it, it was a pity, I didn't expect to see it today!"
The Little Eagles chattered, and the atmosphere in the classroom soon became cheerful again.
The oppressive atmosphere just brought about by Lynn's Boggart was swept away.
Lynn followed Hermione to the side and sat down, letting her and the Little Eagles' gazes fall on her.
Retracing the shortcomings of her response to the Boggart in her brain, she didn't notice at all that the gentleness and pampering in everyone's eyes looking at her had increased a bit more.
After all, what kind of kind person must she be, that her fear would be the fear of others suffering the pain she had suffered.
------------------------
I've posted 70+ chapters in advance on Patreon.
Webnovel updates will still be daily, as usual.
It might not seem tempting right now but who knows what the future holds?
[email protected]/SolyuraMT
"And If you're enjoying it, drop a Power Stone for me!"