Lynn narrowed her eyes as she watched the Professor Snape the Boggart had turned into; it was indeed very realistic.
This realism wasn't just in the face, body shape, and clothing, which were very much like Professor Snape.
More importantly, his various micro-movements, micro-expressions, and even his demeanor were exactly the same as Professor Snape.
Neville was clearly already frightened; his legs were trembling as he watched Professor Snape approaching him.
However, Professor Lupin didn't rush to remind him, instead gripping his wand tightly, ready to back him up in case of a real emergency.
Taking a deep breath, Neville firmly raised his wand at the Boggart that had turned into Professor Snape.
"Rid, Riddikulus!"
Pop, a crisp explosion, accompanied by Neville's voice and imagination, "Professor Snape" put on women's clothing. Neville couldn't help but smile, and a few smiles appeared on his pale, frightened face.
He turned and walked to the side to let the second classmate go forward, his pace even becoming more composed.
Hermione, standing behind Lynn watching this scene, also wanted to laugh, but thinking that Professor Snape was her Professor after all, she restrained herself and didn't let the laughter escape.
Looking at Lynn in front of her, she was staring intently at the Boggart that had turned into a female ghost, wondering what she was thinking.
When it was Lynn's turn... what would the Boggart turn into? Would it be her parents?
Thinking of this, Hermione's mood sank instantly, her grip on her wand tightening.
She made up her mind that if the situation went wrong, she would immediately rush up and block Lynn.
She absolutely could not let Lynn be hurt by her parents again in this world.
The Young Wizards in front dealt with the Boggart one by one; the Boggart turned into a giant snake one moment and a clown the next. When it was Ron's turn, it even turned into an Acromantula.
Ron forced himself to restrain his panic and desire to vomit, casting the spell to "put" roller skates on all eight legs of the Acromantula, making it unable to even stand steadily.
The Young Wizards in the classroom laughed out loud at this scene, and even Professor Lupin couldn't help but shake his head with a smile.
As expected, children have rich imaginations.
Ron withdrew his wand and walked to the side. Lynn took a step forward. The Acromantula, which had been slipping and thrashing on the ground, suddenly stopped and froze in place.
And the The Ravenclaws, who had been laughing, also stopped laughing instantly, looking at the frozen "Acromantula" in front of Lynn with serious expressions, gripping their wands vigilantly.
Obviously, they had also thought of the possibility that Hermione had considered.
The next moment, the "Acromantula" frozen in place slowly twisted, producing a change that everyone had not expected.
It turned into a person; it turned into Lynn herself.
It was just that the Lynn the Boggart turned into was taller and thinner than she was now, obviously how she would look after growing up a bit more.
This Lynn was wearing thin short sleeves and shorts, her exposed knees full of red and swollen chilblains, her finger joints and fingers also covered in chilblains, and the feet stepping on the ground suffered the same fate.
Her spine looked as if it had been broken by something; even though she was standing, it made people feel she couldn't straighten her chest at all.
In her eyes, which were like inorganic matter, there was a dead air even heavier and deeper than now, as if it had experienced eons and could not be dispelled, a desolation.
On her left ankle, there was even a metal ring whose purpose no one else present knew.
And what was even more eye-catching were the purple pinch marks everywhere on Lynn's body, bruises from stick beatings, several obvious whip marks, and the short sleeves she was wearing.
On the front of the short sleeve was a line of large characters, "I am a pig's head."
The Young Wizards gasped in unison and froze in place; some of the Young Wizards' faces had already turned pale.
For some reason, they felt as if their chests were being pressed by something, making them want to vomit.
Even Hermione and the third-year The Ravenclaws were stunned in place, their brains unable to send any commands to their bodies. The steps they wanted to take couldn't move, and the hands they wanted to raise couldn't be lifted.
Lynn tilted her head and looked at herself in front of her; the figure was exactly the same, the face was exactly the same, and the micro-expressions and movements were exactly the same.
Sure enough, the Boggart was very good at changing. There were no ripples in her heart because this was what she used to look like, what she looked like when she was punished for making a mistake.
How could she be afraid of this? This was very normal.
Seeming to sense that Lynn was not afraid, the Boggart standing in place changed instantly; the face symbolizing Lynn turned into Maranhao.
At the same time, "Lynn's" body also changed, turning into Maranhao's body.
Everything "Lynn" had endured was projected onto Maranhao.
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