Subject: "Nothing to Fear"
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Posted on: 2016-11-02 05:55:00 UTC

"Augh, Merlin, the Professor has to be around here somewhere." Doc pulled one of Lockhart's larger portraits away from the wall to glance behind it.

"Have you noticed," Vania asked, "that you have a tendency to imitate the local speech style whenever we go somewhere?"

"I don't know what you're bloody talking about."

"Right." Vania rolled her eyes and continued checking the drawers of Lockhart's desk. "Why does this guys need so many copies of his own books?"

Doc dramatically threw open the door panels of a large cupboard in the back of the room. "Hey, I think I found the plothole! I can hear something . . ." He peered closer into the darkness.

Then a tumbling cloud rose into the air around his head, buzzing furiously.

"Aaaaaaaaaaah! It was beeeeees!" Doc started a frantic run around the entire Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom, flailing his arms in the air while the insect swarm pursued. "I thought it was a plothooooooole but it was only beeeeeeeees!" Doc ended by flinging himself out of the huge window that dominated one wall of the classroom. the bees returned to the cabinet while Doc's fading voice called, "Aaaaaaah! Castles are actually kind of sharp in placeeeeees. I feel like I should have known this alreadyyyyyyy . . ."

Vania gently closed the drawer she had just opened and started heading for the cupboard, a thoughtful look on her face. "You know, I can't for the life of me . . ." She frowned. "I just can't recall what my worst fear is."

She peered into the shadows of the cupboard.

". . . Huh. So that's what a boggart looks like."

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