Chapter 233
Strawberry Ice Cream
Chapter 233 Strawberry Ice Cream
After the Charms class, everyone headed towards the auditorium.
Lunch time is in ten minutes. If you go early, you can choose your favorite food.
Turning around the stone corridor, the nearby stairs creaked, and a long set of steps extended down from the upstairs.
A group of senior students walked down the stairs, all of them looked dejected, like eggplants hit by frost.
"Hi, Matt!"
Michael raised his hand and said hello, then asked, "What's wrong with you guys?"
Vader also recognized that these were fifth year Gryffindor and Hufflepuff students.
The boy named Matt glanced at Michael and Wade next to him, walked over, and sighed before speaking.
"We just had a Defense Against the Dark Arts lesson."
Michael understood: "You were beaten up too? Professor Abigail was pretty ruthless."
"I'd rather be beaten!" Matt said glumly.
The little wizards all looked confused.
"Vade Grey?" A Gryffindor girl who came over pushed Matt aside and said to Vade, "I heard that you had a fight with the new professor yesterday?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the crowd that was originally surging forward like a conveyor belt in the corridor stopped for a moment, and many people turned to look at Wade.
"No, I just got beaten up," Vader said expressionlessly.
"Yeah, he was beaten badly. He just came out of the school infirmary this morning," Padma chimed in.
Hearing this, several fifth-grade students actually sighed in disappointment.
Matt explained to them, "I heard that Professor Abigail's class is a real duel with real swords and guns. We have been looking forward to it for a whole week."
"When it came time to go to class, it was no different from any other class," Matt said disappointedly. "Exams, exams, and endless exams!"
He said with deep resentment.
Another Ravenclaw girl said helplessly: "It can't be helped - this is the year of OWLs."
The results of the OWLs exam are related to the future of all young wizards. Unless they are as rich as the Malfoy family, or don’t care about their future at all, they must attach great importance to this exam.
Moreover, there is basically no chance to retake this exam, so it can be said that this exam determines your whole life.
Therefore, during this year, they were just like the senior high school students in Wade's previous life. They spent the entire year memorizing, reviewing, and training, writing large amounts of homework, and honing their knowledge and skills in tests in order to achieve good grades.
One can imagine the pressure.
Therefore, they may be the only students who still look forward to Professor Abigail's classes after knowing the whole story. Even if they get beaten, it is more interesting than doing exercises.
If you get beaten up badly, you might be able to skip one or two classes and the corresponding homework.
Unfortunately, Professor Abigail did not use her unique teaching mode in today's class.
Everyone sighed in unison, and then continued to walk dejectedly towards the auditorium. Wade and others silently distanced themselves from these guys full of negative energy. "OWLs are so terrible!" Michael sighed in a low voice: "I hope I won't be like them in three years."
Wade brought out what his high school teacher in his previous life often told them: "As long as you prepare well and take the learning content seriously, there is no need to panic when the exam comes. They are just too casual in normal times, and now they feel the pressure of time is tight."
Michael scratched his face, feeling as if he had been scolded as well.
Padma walked over and whispered, "What do you think... Professor Abigail's change in teaching style is not only because they are in their OWLs year, but also because of the quarrel between Madam Pomfrey and her yesterday?"
Michael was silent for a moment, then nodded: "It's possible - I remember Fred and his classmates also have a Defense Against the Dark Arts class this afternoon, so we can be sure by asking them about the class."
Wade was listening nearby and suddenly thought: Would Professor Abigail be scared away by the huge workload after teaching for a few weeks?
Because there is only one professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts in the school, there are many classes per week, and they are all consecutive classes. It can be said that there are at least five or six hours of classes every day.
The previous Quirrell had ulterior motives and was a dual-core version; Lockhart did not teach serious content and treated the classroom as his stage, wishing it would last longer.
But with Abigail's "energetic" teaching style, it's normal that she can't last long.
After lunch, Wade said goodbye to Michael and others and went to the principal's office alone.
"Strawberry ice cream."
Upon hearing the command, the statue jumped aside, revealing a doorway. Wade followed the spiral staircase up gradually. When he reached the top, he found the oak door half open.
"Honestly, Dumbledore, Professor Abigail's teaching method is very problematic!"
Madam Pomfrey's angry voice came from above her head:
"Do you know how many students were sent to the school infirmary in the past two days? I just sent a dozen away, and a lot more came in the blink of an eye! There are not enough beds, and I have to put poor Ogden in the corridor!"
Vader didn't expect that Madam Pomfrey would actually come to complain. The stairs had already reached the end, so he had to wait at the door.
"I think Professor Abigail is just not used to the level of students. She used to face more brutal battles and dark wizards running around the world."
Dumbledore said gently: "Once she has examined the students' level and understood her responsibilities, I think her teaching methods will become more appropriate."
"She's like a lion that has just entered a new territory, wanting to hunt every animal! But she's so harsh on a second-year student, it's really too much!"
Madam Pomfrey was not convinced by Dumbledore's vague words, and she even threatened angrily:
"If she still doesn't know how to restrain herself, I will also be watching her during Defense Against the Dark Arts classes!"
"I don't think that's necessary. I'll talk to her about it," said Dumbledore.
"Don't wait until later, do it today!" Madam Pomfrey was very firm.
"Of course." Dumbledore said, "But Mr. Grey is waiting for me outside the door. As for Professor Abigail's class, how about you first see if she has changed, and then we can talk about it, okay?"
Vader stepped aside, and soon Madam Pomfrey came out.
She was still wearing the nurse-like clothes, and she smelled faintly of potion.
"Mr. Gray, are your injuries healed?"
"Yes, ma'am." Wade bowed and said, "Thank you for your care. The potion you used is very effective."
(End of this chapter)