In fact, it wasn't just Boggarts—students were unfamiliar with other magical creatures as well.
These magical dolls were originally modeled after weak little monsters, ones that Hogwarts students were supposed to learn how to handle in their second year.
However, due to Lockhart's influence, students wasted most of the year acting in plays. Later, when Professor Abigail took over, she assumed they had already learned the material and didn't emphasize this knowledge.
Sure, students had read about it in books, and professors had mentioned it in class, but knowing something in theory and actually handling danger are two completely different things.
At first, almost everyone was overwhelmed, with screams echoing throughout the room, making Professor McGonagall's expression darken.
But after a few minutes, the combat skills they had developed through the Maze Challenges, along with the adaptability Professor Abigail had drilled into them, finally began to show.
Then, some clever students figured out a way to regroup with their friends. Once they formed small teams, they finally managed to defeat their first monster.
It was around this time that Professor Snape arrived, and a strong scent of potions lingered around him.
Silently, he positioned himself behind the other professors.
His gaze quickly landed on a mirror, where Draco Malfoy had just sent a Red Cap flying with a Disarming Charm—his movements were crisp and decisive, the spell was executed flawlessly.
Professor Snape curled his lips into a satisfied smile. He glanced around and then deliberately asked in a forced, neutral tone, "Hmm, Malfoy's spell was quite decent. How are the Ravenclaw students doing?"
Everyone: "..."
Professor McGonagall lowered her head and exchanged a glance with Professor Flitwick. Holding back their laughter, they replied, "Well… yes, they're improving."
Their expressions were a bit odd, but Snape simply assumed they were annoyed by his bragging and paid no mind. He crossed his arms and continued watching in silence.
In reality, compared to Ravenclaw, the Slytherin students were indeed performing better and were wrapping up their battles much more quickly.
At last, the final magical doll was defeated. But inside the room, the students remained unaware of this—they stayed on high alert, flinching at even the slightest movement of the curtains.
Suddenly, all the curtains were lifted. The students saw their classmates nearby and several professors at the front of the room.
Upon spotting their head of house, the Ravenclaw students greeted Professor Flitwick warmly, and he responded with a cheerful nod.
The Slytherins, however, reacted very differently. The moment they saw Professor Snape, their faces collectively turned pale as they desperately recalled any embarrassing mistakes they had made.
The painful memory of their poor performance in the maze, which had led to a harsh scolding and extra homework from their head of house, was still fresh in their minds.
Strangely enough, this time, Professor Snape's gaze was unusually gentle. He even—against all odds—wore the faintest hint of a smile.
The little Slytherins immediately panicked even more.
Draco Malfoy was the only one whose eyes kept darting around the classroom. He even glanced up at the ceiling, as if suspecting his parents were hiding up there.
"Wade!"
Professor Abigail nodded at Wade, who enlarged a Streaming Mirror until it completely covered the blackboard. With a wave of his hand, images began to appear on the mirror's surface.
Ignoring the three Heads of Houses standing beside her, Professor Abigail started critiquing the students' performances one by one.
"Boot, you all clearly saw the Kappa in the hallway earlier. So why was your first reaction still to run when you encountered it?"
"Goldstein, Red Caps ambush travelers in the darkness using clubs, but all it takes to drive them away is a simple spell..."
"Hinkypunks look fragile and harmless, but the most important thing is not to be deceived by them. Parkinson, did you mistake the Hinkypunk for an ally? Where was your vigilance?"
"Malfoy—"
Professor Abigail was just about to criticize Draco Malfoy for running away in fear several times when facing the Boggart.
But then she suddenly remembered that she had never actually taught them the Riddikulus spell before. Swallowing her words, she changed her approach. (Boggart-Banishing Spell)
"Hmm… Using a Disarming Charm to temporarily repel the Red Cap was a good idea, but you didn't follow up with any further attacks..."
Malfoy's tense expression eased slightly. At this point, he had finally realized that the "parents" he had seen earlier were actually just Boggarts in disguise.
He wasn't a Mudblood. His mother wasn't dead. Everything was still as he had always known it to be.
This realization gave Malfoy a profound sense of relief. Even though he was being criticized by a professor, he felt oddly at ease.
Meanwhile, next to him, Pansy Parkinson noticed that Professor Snape's expression was growing darker and darker. She lowered her head even further.
…
The edited video compiled by Wade was taken by Professor McGonagall. A while later, the school began renovations on the Chamber of Secrets.
For wizards, this was much easier than building a house in the Muggle world.
The narrow pipes? No problem—an Undetectable Extension Charm can easily expand them several times over.
Construction materials? A simple Levitation Charm could transport them down into the underground chamber. The Ministry of Magic sent in specialists to design the pipeline system.
The actual work was left entirely to the students, with sixth and fourth years taking the lead. Fifth and seventh years, who were preparing for exams, only joined occasionally.
Younger students—third years and below—were particularly eager to participate. To them, this was far more exciting than attending classes or writing essays.
However, most of the lower-year students lacked the magical ability to be helpful and often just got in the way. Even first-years, who were tasked with transporting materials on broomsticks, had to be closely monitored in case they crashed into the walls.
Still, the school didn't exclude them from the project. Professor Sprout led groups of students in transplanting relatively safe magical plants into the Chamber. Others helped craft enchanted torches and set up simple decorations.
Interestingly, no task was assigned to a single house—every project involved students from all four houses. As a result, heated arguments frequently broke out while they worked.
Several serious injuries occurred in the Chamber as well, infuriating Madam Pomfrey. But Dumbledore did not separate the students because of it.
"Haven't you noticed, Poppy?" Dumbledore said. "Compared to the early days of the maze challenge, students are getting injured far less frequently now."
"But the injuries are much more severe!" Madam Pomfrey responded sternly.
"That's because their magical abilities have improved," Dumbledore said with a complicated smile.
"I used to think that maintaining competition between the houses would best promote student growth. But they have taught me that, in truth, cooperation works even better."
Madam Pomfrey hesitated for a moment.
"—They?"
Dumbledore, however, did not continue explaining.
Sometimes, he would also take part in the renovations of the Chamber of Secrets. Occasionally, he would see Wade instructing Colin Creevey and Rolf Scamander on how to record these precious moments.
Both of them were photography enthusiasts with extensive experience, so Wade entrusted them with two master-mirrors to operate.
However, Colin couldn't resist pointing the camera at Harry Potter at every opportunity, and Rolf often unconsciously blended in with the Ravenclaw students, forcing Wade to correct them multiple times.
At times, Dumbledore would see Abigail discussing renovation plans with the designers from the Ministry of Magic. She wanted the Chamber to be able to simulate various environments—jungle, grassland, desert, city, countryside.
The designers shook their heads vigorously, insisting it was impossible. The Ministry had only approved limited expansion space—how could they create something so complex?
So, Abigail compromised. Instead of varied environments, she requested that the Chamber be sufficiently intricate, with plenty of opportunities for hiding—or ambushing. It also had to contain various traps.
After rejecting one of her more outrageous suggestions, the designers found this request much more feasible, and they reached an agreement with her quite happily.
Abigail poured an immense amount of effort into the renovation of the Chamber. She was the only professor who came over whenever she had free time, ensuring that every detail was perfected.
Of course, the things she said often left nearby students pale-faced, imagining how they would defend themselves if they encountered such sudden attacks in real situations.
She also demanded the inclusion of more dangerous magical dolls—vampires, werewolves, Graphorns, Quintapeds, Acromantulas, Inferi, and so on.
This time, Wade's production speed slowed significantly and it took about a week to complete each one.
Additionally, it was Abigail who insisted that all students participate in the construction, mixing up the house assignments so that no single house worked alone. She particularly ensured that most groups had at least one Slytherin student.
"I know that most students hate Slytherins. Those little brats are indeed cunning, and quite a few of them have dabbled in Dark Magic."
"But, Professor Dumbledore, haven't you noticed? When students are bullied by Slytherins, they retaliate in subtle ways. When they are excluded by Slytherins, it's because the other houses are also excluding them."
Professor Abigail said seriously, "And you, Professor Dumbledore—your attitude is one of the most important reasons behind this."
"A school with only a few hundred students, yet a quarter of them remain isolated, treated as enemies rather than peers—can you imagine what a huge flaw this is for Hogwarts?"
"If a student is sorted into Slytherin by the Sorting Hat, and from that moment on, they are treated as a future Death Eater and faced with undeserved hostility and accusations, then perhaps the only path left for them is to actually become the kind of person they are feared to be."
"Is that what you want, Professor Dumbledore?"
Dumbledore was left speechless.
He couldn't claim that he had done everything he could—because, truthfully, he had never liked Slytherin.
Because of Voldemort. Because of their obsession with blood purity. Because the majority of Death Eaters had indeed come from Slytherin.
In the end, Dumbledore silently allowed Abigail to take the lead on this initiative and supported her decisions throughout.
Bloodshed and conflict were inevitable, but he did witness a growing effort among students to understand and tolerate one another.
In private, Dumbledore confided to Wade:
"Sometimes, I even begin to doubt my own judgment— is our suspicion of Professor Abigail truly justified? She seems righteous and highly dedicated."
Wade simply responded, "The vampire doll is complete. I made it very strong."
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