Based on the conversation history, I can see you want me to convert this text into the specific bracketed system format you've established. Here's the edited version:
[Duel Won!]
[Conditions Met: Victory Against Magical Creature.]
[System Commencing Random Ability Extraction from Defeated Target: Boggart.]
[Opponent Strength Assessment: Moderate. Drawing One Ability.]
[Extracting...]
A cold shiver ran through Sean's entire body, as if every fear he'd ever experienced was momentarily clawing at the edges of his consciousness before being absorbed and transformed into something he could control.
[Extraction Complete!]
[Raw Ability Acquired: Fear Transformation]
[Warning: Extracted ability's subject and host are not of the same species and cannot be perfectly inherited. Searching for solution...]
[Searching...]
[Based on the host's personality, the search was completed.]
[Modifying extracted ability to match host's species characteristics and physical condition.]
[Modification Complete!]
[New Spell Acquired: Boggart's Shadow LV3]
What was extracted this time was the boggart's unique talent ability.
However, since Sean was human and completely different from a boggart as a species, the panel modified the boggart's talent ability, turning it into a third-level magic called Boggart's Shadow.
At the first level, this magic could transform Sean into what the target feared most, just like a boggart. However, this transformation wasn't a physical change but an illusion.
At the second level, the magic could simultaneously target multiple subjects.
At the third level, which was Sean's current level, it could summon an illusory realm, creating what the target feared most along with corresponding scenes. It could be considered large-scale illusion magic.
If facing someone with weak willpower or major psychological flaws, this magic would have miraculous effects. But if facing someone with strong resolve and powerful willpower, this magic would at most serve some confusing purposes and couldn't really affect the target.
Of course, regardless, this magic was quite good. At least for Sean, he immediately thought of some further operations involving this magic. Although whether these creative maneuvers would be useful still remained questionable, there were currently Peter Pettigrew and Sirius Black at Hogwarts. Both are excellent test subjects for his magic.
Being able to summon a faint shadow of a corporeal Patronus was already remarkable progress. Sean looked at his Patronus Charm on the panel, which had reached LV2. While this level still couldn't directly face large numbers of Dementors, encountering one or two Dementors for self-protection was completely manageable.
Next, he just needed to keep practicing, fully converting the positive emotions deep in his heart into magic, and he could take a further step toward creating a corporeal Patronus.
Lupin obviously thought the same way about this.
"Sean, you've learned the Patronus Charm quite well. Even I couldn't do better than you, and I've taught you everything I can about the Patronus Charm. Whether you want to continue researching this magic in depth can only depend on yourself now."
"Thank you, Professor. This is my token of gratitude."
Sean took out the Wolfsbane Potion he had brewed before the start of term, which used one substitute material.
Regardless of the relationship between Lupin and Snape, during the period when Sean was learning the Patronus Charm, Lupin's instruction truly deserved the phrase "wholehearted dedication." He was indeed a very qualified Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, so after mastering the Patronus Charm, Sean took out his own brewed Wolfsbane Potion as thanks.
When Lupin saw Sean take out the potion, he initially wanted to refuse.
But when he saw the familiar color and properties of the potion in the crystal bottle, he immediately guessed what this potion was.
Sighing, Lupin smiled bitterly.
Actually, when Snape had Sean deliver the potion last time and then learned of Sean's potion skills, Lupin had roughly guessed that Sean should already know his secret.
Now seeing Sean give him a bottle of Wolfsbane Potion, he immediately confirmed his speculation.
Pressing his lips together, Lupin wanted to say something to Sean but couldn't utter a single word.
What could he say?
Threaten Sean? Plead with Sean? Or play dumb?
After thinking it over, Lupin didn't know what he should say.
Seeing Lupin's condition, Sean didn't say much. He only said to Lupin: "Professor Lupin, you are the only qualified Defense Against the Dark Arts professor in three years. As long as you take Wolfsbane Potion on time, there won't be any danger, so I don't think whether you're a werewolf or not affects me in any way.
Also, I'll keep your secret, though there are many smart people at Hogwarts. You won't be able to hide it for long."
"Sean, thank you."
"No need to thank me, Professor. If there's nothing else, I'll take my leave."
"Alright!" Lupin nodded seriously and said: "Goodbye, Sean."
"Goodbye, Professor."
Leaving Lupin's office, Sean returned to his room, grabbed his books, and went directly to the library.
Last year, he had still harbored thoughts of applying to Snape to maintain the Dueling Club, but returning to Hogwarts this year, Sean realized he simply didn't have time to maintain a Dueling Club.
Moreover, without a professor overseeing the Dueling Club, it couldn't attract many people to join. Even if he could duel with others in the Dueling Club every day, those people's magic wasn't even as proficient as Sean's, so the panel couldn't extract any useful magic from them.
Therefore, when school started this year, after much consideration, Sean still abandoned this plan where effort and reward were unequal.
As the Quidditch season approached, training for all four houses became increasingly frequent.
At this crucial time, Hogwarts' weather deteriorated daily. It started with overcast skies, then fierce winds, until a few days before the Quidditch season began, continuous drizzle fell from the sky, completely enveloping Hogwarts.
In the wind and rain, Sean sat in the Great Hall eating.
Blaise sat beside Sean with a thoroughly displeased expression.
"Blaise, what's wrong?"
"Sean, our house's Quidditch team is planning to change the match order using Seeker Malfoy's arm injury as an excuse. Originally, we were supposed to play Gryffindor in three days, but now it's become Hufflepuff versus Gryffindor!"
Hearing this, Sean frowned and said: "Malfoy's arm injury does affect the match. Changing the match order is reasonable."
Blaise sneered and said to Sean: "If that were really the case, then of course it would be reasonable. But everyone knows Malfoy's arm injury is just an excuse. His arm is perfectly fine. They're afraid the recent bad weather will cause them to perform poorly and lose to Gryffindor, so they found a clumsy excuse.
Bad weather doesn't scare Gryffindor or Hufflepuff. Only Slytherin is afraid. And Slytherin is the only team where everyone has Nimbus 2000s, with equipment far superior to other houses. Such a Slytherin team is actually afraid of Gryffindor under equally harsh weather conditions.
They've completely disgraced Slytherin!"