Chapter 232
Safety comes first!
Chapter 232 Safety comes first!
The bed in the school infirmary is not big, but for a wizard of Wade's level, the size of the space is not a problem at all.
His wand was placed next to the pillow, and Wade easily made the bed bigger, so that five or six people could lie down without any problem. When the three of them woke up from their sleep, it was already daybreak.
Madam Pomfrey came over with the potion and stared at Vader with a stern face as he drank the potion. She checked him again and signaled that he could leave.
The three of them didn't dare to breathe. After Madam Pomfrey left, Ryan whispered, "Madam Pomfrey seems angry."
"Of course! She hates students who don't take care of their bodies." Theo was also surprised and said, "I'm surprised she didn't scold you."
"Maybe it's because I'm a patient?" Wade said casually.
In fact, he knew that because Professor Snape often asked him to send the potions he brewed during practice, Madam Pomfrey was somewhat lenient with him.
At least he wasn't scolded harshly in front of everyone. Compared to the treatment given to others, Wade actually felt a little touched.
The three of them tidied up the beds, took their belongings, and Vida pulled open the curtains. With a "swish", many pairs of eyes looked towards them.
Wade now completely understood why Theo and Ryan wanted to stay and keep him company.
There were about ten beds in the entire ward, most of which were Slytherins, and they were the classmates who had attended class with him yesterday. Wade also saw Goyle, who had been stepped on by him.
In the wizarding world, the damage caused by spells heals much slower than physical injuries, so Wade was able to leave the hospital this morning, but many students still have to stay here for two days.
They stared silently at the culprit...at least one of the culprits. No one spoke, but no one jumped out to attack them either.
Despite being accidentally injured, most Slytherins identified more with Wade.
He wasn't a pureblood... not even a half-blood... so what?
Even all the Slytherins in the same grade combined were no match for him.
The only reasonable response they could give was to not speak to him.
When the three of them walked out of the school infirmary cautiously, Michael was actually outside the door, secretly looking inside.
"Why is it like this?" Ryan asked curiously.
"I'm worried about being seen by Madam Pomfrey. She scolded us badly yesterday."
Michael looked inside carefully again and noticed the expressions of the Slytherins. He chuckled and said:
"Vader, believe it or not...even though they are as cold as ice now, almost all Slytherins want to be your friend as long as you are willing to reach out."
"Forget it," Wade said. "Did you see Dumbledore this morning?"
"No." Michael said, "But I guess he should still be in school - I saw an owl carrying a package and flew out of the principal's office window this morning."
Theo asked, "Wade, do you have Dumbledore's Book of Friends?"
"Yes, but I want to talk to him in person," said Wade.
Even when they were talking face to face, he found it difficult to read Dumbledore's thoughts, but at least he could tell from his expression and body movements. But through the parchment, he couldn't tell anything.
Dumbledore did not appear at the breakfast table, but Wade sent a message to inquire, and Dumbledore quickly replied:
[I think we can meet at 2pm. I remember you don’t have classes at that time. Oh, and the password is strawberry ice cream.]
Therefore, this morning's Charms class was a bit long for Wade. Professor Flitwick probably heard about what happened in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, and he spent half of the class telling students stories about his duels when he was young, as well as some tips on dueling.
"Move fast, kids! Don't just stand there like trolls, waiting for the enemy to hit you!"
Professor Flitwick waved his wand vigorously and said loudly. He also demonstrated it in public, asking several students to attack him together, and he easily dodged all the spells without taking any action except defense.
Of course, everyone agreed that Professor Flitwick's agility was closely related to his small stature. They refused to admit that they were the troll or ape that the professor mentioned.
"Okay, okay, take a break."
Professor Flitwick gasped a few minutes later.
After all the students stopped, he said, "Remember, not being hit by your opponent's spell is more important than defeating him! No matter who you are fighting, don't rush to pursue the fruits of victory. Protecting your own safety is always the first priority!"
He then gave a few more examples, such as a careless wizard who was hit by a Tarantella dance spell during a battle. While dancing madly, he lost the chance to fight back and was easily subdued by Professor Flitwick.
Neville raised his hand and asked, "But...if you don't know the Shield Charm, how can you resist the opponent's spell?"
"A lot. But the easiest and quickest way is to collide it with another spell."
Professor Flitwick said: "There is an invisible attraction between spells. If two people cast spells at each other at the same time, there is a high probability that the spells will collide with each other, and then deviate from the original direction or even rebound."
"This is explained in detail in Chapter 3 of 'Basic Theory of Spells'. So, write a 15-inch paper on this topic as your homework for today."
"Oh no……"
This was obviously something he had just thought of on the spur of the moment, and the classroom was suddenly filled with wailing sounds.
After the students started practicing in pairs, Professor Flitwick came in front of Weed.
"Weid, do you remember what I just said?"
The short professor asked in a rare serious tone.
"Yes, Professor." Wade bowed his head slightly and said, "My own safety is the most important thing. I shouldn't have gotten carried away and continued to challenge Professor Abigail."
Professor Flitwick nodded and smiled with satisfaction.
"There's nothing wrong with being impulsive occasionally. After all, you're only a teenager."
As soon as Weed admitted his mistake, he began to excuse his student. Then Flitwick said, "But remember in the future, you should stop when you should. There is nothing shameful about running away."
"Yes."
"Even if someone calls you a coward or a wimp, you have to know that the guy who rushes to his death is a fool. If you can use your wisdom to defeat the enemy, why do you have to hit him to death with your head to prove your courage?"
He blinked, and Vader couldn't help but smile.
I don't know who passed Professor Abigail's words to Professor Flitwick... He probably thought that Wade couldn't stand the provocation, so he behaved out of character.
No wonder several professors at the teaching table had stern faces during breakfast today. I wonder if Professor Abigail, who was eating heartily, noticed the dissatisfaction of others?
(End of this chapter)