Chapter 235 Like a Real Army

Chapter 235 Like a real army...

Although Wade still had some doubts about Professor Abigail, he was not too worried since he had Dumbledore's assurance.

His age in his past and present lives combined was not even half of Dumbledore's, and Wade did not think that he could judge people better than the old man.

But Wade was also sure that Dumbledore had hidden a lot of things.

Of course, considering the age difference between the two sides, Wade was not dissatisfied with this.

In other words, when he felt unhappy, he would change his identity and imagine it - if it were him, would he tell the secret to a twelve-year-old child?

Of course not.

After thinking about it, he became calm again, and even felt that Dumbledore was a little too tolerant of him.

...

At the end of March, the climate gradually became warmer. Although it rained for more than half of the month, the rain and muddy ground could not stop the students' enthusiasm for outdoor games.

The maze challenge once again became the most popular game in Hogwarts.

After a whole winter, the students' enthusiasm for the game was so high that it was frightening. Almost all the time outside the curfew, the maze was always crowded.

Professor Abigail fell in love with this sport almost immediately. At the same time, she also found that as long as she was in the game, she could knock down the opponent in front of her as much as she wanted without worrying about being blamed by Madam Pomfrey.

Of course, the professor now finally understood that children are much more fragile than adults, and once they are injured, they will be troubled by the "protectors" behind them, so they have become very measured in their actions.

Students are rarely injured, but they are always knocked down before they can even see their shadows clearly, and then sent out of the maze, which makes the game experience extremely poor.

They protested to the "referee" several times, but the professors only comforted them and did not stop Abigail's actions at all.

The resentful students simply formed various alliances, with clear division of labor in luring the enemy, reconnaissance, attack, defense, etc., trying to defeat Professor Abigail, who does not follow martial ethics, by relying on the advantage of numbers.

For the little wizard, this is just a way of playing. But the adult wizards were secretly frightened when they saw the changes in the children.

"This is just like... a real army..."

Snape stood by the window, watching the students in the playground in the distance trying to surround Abigail from all sides, hiding themselves carefully behind the cover while running and jumping.

He whispered: "Dumbledore, is this your purpose?"

"Believe me, not everything is as I expected." Dumbledore also said in a surprised tone: "At first, I just wanted the children to be more familiar with the use of spells."

Snape looked at him suspiciously, but from Dumbledore's face, it was impossible to tell whether he was telling the truth.

"Okay." Snape said: "In any case, don't let Fudge see this... He might be scared to sit on the ground."

"You underestimate our Minister of Magic." Dumbledore said: "He should be a little more courageous than that."

Snape smiled sarcastically and said nothing.

Looking at the boiling scene outside the window, his expression gradually became gloomy.

He couldn't help thinking - if they had undergone the same training in school that year, would Lily...

Then Snape thought that the training must be carried out by both sides, and he was still a Death Eater at that time.

They are enemies.

The stronger each other's ability is, the more cruel the war will be.

But in any case, watching these children become more capable day by day, the professors are sincerely happy for them while feeling that management has become more difficult.

Perhaps Abigail's fighting desire has been fully satisfied in the maze, or perhaps Madam Pomfrey's anger finally made her feel daunted. In short, in the subsequent classes, the Defense Against the Dark Arts class finally became a little normal.

Abigail began to talk about how to deal with various common dark creatures according to the textbook, but more about how to prevent sneak attacks by dark wizards and various methods of dark wizards.

When she was in the mood, she would let the students cooperate to perform the process of subduing and counterattacking like the previous professor.

But in Lockhart's class, students only roared and yelled a few times, and then were defeated by the "brave Lockhart warrior".

However, in Abigail's class, she would really demonstrate how to fight back, and the students who performed were often thrown black and blue.

"To be honest, Professor Abigail is better than I expected before. Everything she teaches is very useful - it would be perfect if she hit people gently."

Anthony said with a grin, and asked Michael to help apply the potion to the bruises on his back.

Many students followed suit.

Nowadays, after the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, most people have added a new habit - that is, after class, go to the empty classroom next door and apply potion to each other.

The girls went to the classroom on the other side.

For a little bruise or abrasion, there is no need to go to Madam Pomfrey, who might scold you or at least be nagged. Apply the potion yourself, and ordinary bruises will disappear in a maximum of ten minutes.

Most students in Ravenclaw and Slytherin have good grades in potions. Even Goyle and Crabbe could occasionally make a decent potion.

Of course, for the most effective potion, Ravenclaw recommends Vader, and Slytherin recommends Malfoy.

They are therefore always surrounded.

The relationship between the two colleges was at an extreme level last semester, but after Vader showed more and more powerful abilities, those grievances seemed to have been downplayed.

They are all teenagers, and they see each other every day. They have to practice spells together in class, sit at adjacent tables when eating, participate in maze challenges, and get beaten up by a professor together...

Most people had long forgotten the reason for the original quarrel, and gradually returned to talking and laughing. Some Slytherins walked around Malfoy again, but now Malfoy was much colder to them.

After the Charms class on Friday, Professor Flitwick asked the Ravenclaw students to stay and informed them of an important matter.

"Starting next week is the Easter holiday."

Professor Flitwick stood on the tall pile of books and said seriously to his students: "During this holiday, you need to consider which courses you will take in your third year."

"This is related to your future. You must not make a random choice! Before making a choice, I suggest you discuss it with your parents. If you need to know anything, just come to me."