"It's so bad," he says. "I bet he doesn't even know, and if he does he obviously doesn't care - there's people who have real things to be scared of, things where it doesn't matter if you only see them for a second, it'll still fuck up your whole day. And some people might not even be able to guess what they are ahead of time, or they might think it's something else, or there might not be a way to make it funny to them, or if there is they might not think of it."
"Maybe we can accumulate enough convincing material," says Bella. "The memory charm by itself didn't do it, but that plus the boggart plus I don't know what else might."
"What were you thinking? I don't know what Mrs. Stark tried when she tried."
"I have all of it written down already," says Bella. "I mean, not organized, but I could get it that way. Most of it was small stuff."
"Like - I'd need to get my notebooks to find a perfect example but after the thing with the memory charm he didn't like me, he spent the rest of sixth grade making little snide remarks whenever I was about to practice something, asking if I was sure it wasn't against my religion or did I want a minute to paint a protest sign against throwing signal sparks or whatever. He was very quiet about it, I could ignore it, I'm not sure anyone else heard."