<strong>Name:</strong>Albus Severus Potter<br/><strong>Position:</strong>Student<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Transfiguration Classroom<br/><strong>Tagged</strong>: Professor Mcgonagall, Inali<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Albus watched with surprised awe as the American student he had noticed before approached the Boggart and it did not transform.  Albus remembered with shame the day he brewed up a potion to fake an illness to avoid facing the Boggart in class. But the way this man had handled it, was there even a precedent for this? It was incredibly fascinating, worth studying. Was it a lack of fear, self-knowledge, or a disruption of the Boggart's psychic ability? He would never have thought that a pulsing sphere could express confusion in that manner. It was definitely worth looking into. Maybe he should not have been so quick to judge the American, perhaps his stoicism was a virtue.<br/><br/>The other students seemed to deal with their little fears quite handily; it was an interesting look into their psychology. But his anxiousness was rising as it became closer to his turn. He was essentially being asked to share the depths of his psychology with an entire classroom of people. He didn’t even know what was going to pop out.<br/>Albus approached the sphere slightly trembling, trying to keep a firm and solid facial expression (but he knew he was most likely fooling no one) he watched the sphere begin to reshape and reform itself in front of him.<br/><br/>He found himself staring into his own deep green eyes. It was himself as an old man. He stood there wearing tattered robes, a long untrimmed beard, and a sign PLEASE HELP ME. I HAVE NO ONE ELSE IN THE WORLD. It was him as a beggar, a failure, a lonely disappointment. Albus took a moment to assess the situation and to think about what this told him about himself. It was true, his biggest fear was failing, not achieving his dreams, missing out on life. His biggest enemy was himself. But, his thoughts quickly turned to rage. He was Albus Severus Potter, a brilliant wizard, sure he had some issues but he could conquer them. He would break out of his shell if he had too, no matter how long it took, he was a budding genius. If it could be figured out, he would do it. His biggest fear was his own failure, but that was something he could control, something he could overcome.<br/><br/>With a flick of his wand Albus shouted “Riddikulus!” The old man in front of him was suddenly wearing a goofy Hawaiian t-shirt, a garland of flowers, shorts, sunglasses, and he was holding a large Margherita. His father had once shown him photos of his muggle relatives, his great aunt and uncle, who in their old age had taken a cruise in the Caribbean and had looked utterly ridiculous in this get up.<br/><br/>With a smile Albus retreated from the Boggart allowing it to reshape itself. He turned to the Professor “Most enlightening Professor, you have done me a great service today” As he stepped back with the other students, he turned to the new American student who had confused the Boggart . “That was most impressive, unlike anything I’ve ever heard of. Do you have any idea why that happened, if you don’t mind me asking?”<br/>