a bit of madness is key | miss chanandler bong | those cunning folks use any means 50. Boggart Evil
Alex sneaked into the classroom and shut the door closed. The boy was too curious for his own good. A closet was shaking violently as if there was something in there wanting to get out.
First there was a cloud of smoke but then it changed, took shape. What he saw made his blood freeze and his eyes widen. There were everyone he cared about; all his friends and family… Dead. An older version of himself stood over them in his green and silver robes. He was evil. “Ridiculous!” the boggart vanished from his sight but not from his memory.
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