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There was going to be a next time? Was he joking? "Please be joking," she muttered and stared at her feet. Maybe he was right about next time being easier, but once had definitely been enough for her. Not that it had been that emotionally taxing, maybe just a little, but she couldn't deal with it. Couldn't, ok? Boggart!Alice and Boggart!West haunted her thoughts for a second or so, but Bliss shook them off as quickly as she could. Shoo.
"What if it changes, though? You wouldn't know what to expect then." Huh? She looked up from her feet and saw his grin; kinda infectious. "I think you're a little bit right, though. The basics of it would stay the same." In that sense he was right. It would be easier to face once you knew WHAT you were facing and how it would feel. Before, you were told that you were facing your deepest fear, but that was much different from actually facing it - y'know in real life. Which was where the theoretical verses practical learning argument came in.
Ouch, her head hurt from thinking.
"We're Beagles?" She asked, eyebrow raised slightly, but beaming nonetheless. That could work. "Heart and mind, they do work together very well," and that wasn't just an opinion, it was FACT. Nod, nod. Wait, food, hunger, what? She pushed back her hair from her eyes, looked at Mo straight on. BEAM. "I'm always hungry."
It wasn't a given thing, but Bliss had to realize that she could run into a boggart anywhere. Wasn't that the point of the class? If she could recognize the boggart for what it was and make it go away successfully, then she obviously had learned something. Or so said the highly logical and Ravenclaw part of his brain. "If it changes... I think the idea is that you know when you see one and don't get all... overwhelmed and helpless? So it's okay if it changes a little. Or a lot."
Hopefully. OR he was just making stuff up.
Like the Beagle thing. "Yeah, beagles. Smart and kind. Deadly combination." Because it meant that they could change the world through caring, even if that sounded really sappy and had him mentally rolling his eyes at the very thought. "Let's go to the kitchens, and I'll whip you up a cheer-inducing snack. It's my specialty."