Chapter 380
Abigail's Defense Against the Dark Arts Lesson
Chapter 380 Abigail's Defense Against the Dark Arts Lesson
Kaba nodded, lifted his shell up, retracted his head into the shell, and crouched in the corner, ready to ambush the students.
He was originally green, but now his skin turned into a color very close to the surrounding environment, and at first glance he looked invisible.
"Disillusionment Charm?" Professor Abigail was surprised again.
"It's just a color-changing spell." Wade said, "If it were an Illusion Charm, it would be too much of an abuse. Kaba's color-changing spell isn't that detailed."
This magical creature is like a chameleon. Although it is good at hiding itself in the environment, you can still find its traces if you are careful.
After a while, screams were heard one after another in the corridor.
The evil-minded Professor Abigail laughed heartily, not feeling the slightest bit of guilt for harming her own students.
Wade just looked ahead quietly, occasionally turning his head to look at the professor.
In fact, it is hard to believe that such a professor has any bad intentions. She may really fight with students over a disagreement, and would not complain even if she was beaten in return. She would not use her authority as a professor to put students in solitary confinement.
Her teaching style was also unique. She only taught the spell once, and then it was practical - students were sometimes beaten by her, sometimes beaten each other, and it also included sneak attacks and Muggle weapons.
The methods were varied and difficult to deal with. Even Vader fell into them several times in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class.
As long as it can defeat the opponent, she will approve of any means - except black magic.
Professor Abigail rarely teaches textbook knowledge, nor does she teach them how to cope with exams and improve their grades. She only teaches students how to deal with dangers in the real world.
Therefore, students who like this method highly respect Professor Abigail, while students who are afraid of getting hurt and fighting leave every class crying and are very afraid to take this course.
But no matter who they are, one thing is the same -
Everyone believes that Professor Abigail is really teaching students survival skills, and what she teaches is useful.
Compared to her, Quirrell and Lockhart's classes were a waste of everyone's lives.
In the corridor ahead, after a moment of confusion, a student finally remembered Kaba's weakness -
Michael jumped to the side to avoid Kaba's claws and shouted, "Bow! Bow!"
Gore, who was standing next to him, was stunned for a moment, and then Kaba grabbed his feet and pulled him hard. The boy fell to the ground with a thud, groaning in pain.
Fortunately, Goldstein, who was not far away, heard what Michael said. He resisted the urge to retreat and be afraid, rushed out to stand in front of Kaba, and then bowed deeply.
Everyone watched with bated breath.
This monster is very strong, its arms can swing flexibly, and it is very agile. No matter who wants to cast a spell, it will be interrupted by its attack, and it will also use other people to block the spell for itself.
In a narrow corridor, a group of students were troubled by a monster, which gave their unscrupulous professor a great show.
At this moment, Goldstein was looking at the ground, motionless, with beads of sweat on his forehead.
Kaba tilted its head and looked at him for a while, its eyes filled with malicious intent, but after a few seconds, seeing that Goldstein still insisted on bowing, it finally slowly bent down.
"Wow!"
All the water in the dish above Kaba's head poured out. This little monster, who had been so majestic just now, immediately seemed to lose all his strength and fell to the ground with a plop.
The students cheered loudly as if they had defeated the devil.
"It's too dangerous. Why would such a magical creature run into the school?" Lisa complained. "It must be Professor Hagrid. He brought a dangerous creature into the school again... This time it's even worse. He even let it run into the castle!"
Pansy angrily kicked Kaba, who was lying motionless on the ground, and said, "If you ask me, this kind of person is not worthy of being a professor, right, Draco?"
She looked back for support.
Malfoy hesitated and said nothing.
——Hagrid promised to take him to see the dragon, but this promise has not been fulfilled yet!
This was mainly because Malfoy had attacked Crabbe last term, and he had to be in detention every day this term, so he hadn't found an opportunity.
He wanted Hagrid to offer to give him detention so that they could go to the Forbidden Forest to visit the dragon, but Hagrid didn't agree -
The Forbidden Forest was more dangerous at night than during the day, and Hagrid didn't dare let the Malfoy's only son get hurt again.
Malfoy's silence made Pansy feel a little embarrassed, and she glared at Daphne beside her.
Daphne said quickly: "Yes, yes, it's really dangerous!"
Pansy angrily stomped on Kaba twice again.
At this time, Professor Abigail also came over and said lazily: "Please lift your noble feet, Miss Parkinson! Stop damaging our teaching props!"
Everyone was surprised and said, "Professor?!"
Professor Abigail waved her wand and the dish above Cabba's head was refilled with water.
It regained its strength, got up from the ground, and the students around it scattered.
Pansy immediately hid behind Daphne. Daphne panicked and pulled Nott, who was nearby, to stand in front of the two of them.
Nott: “…”
He stood in front helplessly, fully alert.
This Kaba didn't really hurt anyone, but its way of attacking was disgusting - pulling hair, poking nostrils, and wrestling were small things, and it would also secretly touch people's buttocks, which made girls shudder.
"Okay, you've seen Kaba, but does anyone know the characteristics of Hinckley Punk, Red Hat, and Grindylow?" Professor Abigail asked.
Several arms went up.
Abigail glanced around and nodded, but instead of asking anyone to answer the question, she said:
"It seems that quite a few of you haven't reviewed our lessons in advance, but that's okay—you still have five minutes to read."
The students looked at her blankly—what did she mean?
Professor Abigail had no intention of explaining, but walked into the classroom first.
The Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom at this time had undergone tremendous changes. The desks and chairs were gone, replaced by countless heavy curtains hanging from the ceiling, dividing the huge classroom into countless parts.
There was only a narrow passage from the door to the blackboard. On the blackboard in front, the enlarged five-minute countdown was decreasing.
"Wade, you were with the professor just now, right? What does Professor Abigail mean?" Michael asked in a low voice.
Wade looked at the other students who were still in a daze, raised his voice and said, "In five minutes, the several magical creatures that the professor just mentioned will begin to attack. Be prepared in advance."
"What?!!!"
The students were all shocked, and then the whole classroom was filled with the sound of flipping pages.
(End of this chapter)