## Chapter 230: The Healer and the Professor
"Unbelievable! This has never happened before!"
Madam Pomfrey's face was beet red as she shrieked,
"As a professor, you actually fought with your students! Causing over half of them to be injured!"
"How could you treat your students like this? How could you treat your class like this? I've worked at Hogwarts for so many years, and I've never seen a professor send all their students to the Hospital Wing!"
Professor Abigail weakly defended herself, "But, what if they really encountered an enemy…"
"Children come here to learn, not to go to war! They're only in their second year, they're at school, and it's safe here! Even if practical combat training is needed, it should be for the older students!"
"Professor Abigail, they are students, not soldiers! And certainly not a suicide squad!"
"I don't know what kind of battles you've faced before! But since the children call you professor, please care for them with the heart of a teacher, of a parent!"
"If you continue to treat students so roughly in the future, I will strongly urge Professor Dumbledore to terminate your employment! I mean what I say!"
Madam Pomfrey's anger swept through the classroom like a hurricane. Professor Abigail, directly facing her wrath, tried to speak several times but found no opportunity, her expression gradually becoming somewhat dazed.
Madam Pomfrey then waved her wand, making the unconscious students float, and stomped out of the room.
A group of students looked at Professor Abigail, then, like little chicks, tiptoed away with the healer.
Michael walked some distance before realizing someone seemed to be missing beside him. He turned back to look, but before he even reached the door, he heard a muffled thud.
Half a sneaky eye peeked out from behind the door. Michael secretly glanced, only to see Wade picking himself up from the ground, raising his arm to wipe away the blood from the corner of his eye.
At the other end of the classroom, Professor Abigail also had a new bruise on her forehead.
"I can see that your physical fitness is a bit stronger than others your age, but compared to the students at Uagadou, you're still far behind."
Abigail said, "Many wizards in your Britain think that as long as a wizard is proficient in spellcasting, that's enough. But I can prove that this idea is completely wrong!"
She tore off her robes and casually tossed them aside, revealing a black athletic outfit underneath. Dangerous tools were tucked into her belt, and even beneath the fabric, her slender limbs subtly showed off smooth muscle lines.
The woman was like a cheetah, her wand like fangs and claws. She bent slightly, then charged out!
*Thump!*
The next moment, the spell's light was still blocked by the armor, but Wade was grabbed by the shoulder and thrown out!
Michael covered his eyes, unable to watch, hearing a sound of continuous beating from inside.
"Should we find a professor to stop them?" A trembling voice came from beside him. "At this rate, I'm afraid Wade will be beaten to death."
Michael turned his head and saw that it was Padma hiding next to him. Anthony and Terry were also hidden on the other side of the classroom door.
"Why did you guys come back too?" Michael asked, surprised.
"Did you think you could sneak back without anyone seeing?" Anthony tilted his head and gestured. "Madam Pomfrey hasn't gone far! Professor McGonagall's office is also nearby…"
Michael hesitated, then shook his head.
"Let's wait a bit longer… If Wade didn't want to get beaten, he would have left with us earlier…"
Suddenly, a rustling noise erupted from the classroom, as if hundreds of birds had taken flight at once.
The few of them quickly peeked in, only to see countless small birds attacking the new professor, and huge spiders scuttling towards her with a clicking sound. At the same time, a book dropped by someone on the floor suddenly grew enormous and unfurled, wrapping around Abigail like a giant curtain.
Wade, his face covered in blood, stumbled to his feet, raised his wand, and roared, "*Expelliarmus!*"
Abigail's wand immediately flew out!
"YES!" Michael excitedly punched the air, and the others almost jumped for joy.
But then, a figure, shielding their eyes with an arm, crashed through the obstacles in front of them and rushed out, raising an arm and throwing a fierce punch!
*Thump!*
The black-haired boy slammed heavily against the wall, his head lolled, and he stopped moving.
Everyone's eyes widened in horror, and for a moment, they seemed to forget how to even scream.
The small birds that had been pecking at Abigail's hair instantly vanished, and the enlarged spiders quickly shrank back to their original size. They circled around in confusion twice, then scurried away along the wall.
"Just a little guy, but quite troublesome!"
Abigail grumbled, wiping blood from the corner of her mouth. She sharply turned around and saw four heads peeking out from the doorway, like a string of cherries.
"Hey! You lot!"
The young wizards all shivered with fright.
They had initially thought this professor's teaching methods were too rough, but now, by comparison, they realized they had been facing the "gentle version."
If Professor Abigail used the same method she used on Wade to "teach" them… Michael suspected he might not see the sun rise tomorrow.
"…Pr-Professor?" Anthony stammered.
"Goldstein, right?" Professor Abigail said. "You take this kid to the Hospital Wing, and tell Madam Pomfrey that he came to me to continue the duel himself; I wasn't bullying him!"
After saying this, the professor waved her hand, and the robes on the floor jumped up and wrapped themselves around her. She strode out of the classroom swiftly, and only when she reached the empty corridor did she hiss in pain.
Michael and the others naturally didn't know how disheveled the professor was. They watched her retreating figure disappear with awe, then ran inside.
Padma's Transfiguration was good; she turned a table into a stretcher. The boys used the Levitation Charm to send Wade to the Hospital Wing and also relayed Professor Abigail's statement.
And then…
They were also thoroughly scolded by Madam Pomfrey.
Truth be told, they had all sustained some injuries in the chaos, but Madam Pomfrey's scolding left them feeling dazed. The moment she paused to catch her breath, they quickly made their excuses and fled as fast as they could.
Only after they ran out of the Hospital Wing did they remember that their injuries hadn't been treated. But to turn back… they simply didn't have the courage.
"I actually brought some White Moss Essence," Michael said with a wry smile, lifting his soaking wet bag. "But it got smashed."
"It's alright, I have another bottle in my dorm," Padma said.
Since Astronomy class was still a few hours away, they walked towards Ravenclaw Tower.
The stairs, which usually felt long, felt even more agonizing to climb with their injuries.
After a long while, Terry let out a deep sigh:
"When will our Defense Against the Dark Arts class ever be normal?"
Only one chapter today. The next will be made up tomorrow.
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