Hogwarts: Voldemort, don't stop me from studying

The Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom has undergone tremendous changes. Thick cushions are placed everywhere on the floor, and the debris on the walls has been removed. There is only one shelf filled with gauze and potions.

"I heard... this was filled in after Madam Pomfrey's strong protest."

Daphne reached out and touched the thick cushions, feeling a sense of relief.

"Have you all seen Potter's nose? I don't want to have a crooked nose like Professor Dumbledore in the future."

"I heard that Porter challenged the professor many times before he was beaten badly." Theodore Nott said, "If you admit defeat in time, you will only suffer minor injuries at most."

Malfoy's pale face improved slightly, and he showed an unconvinced expression again.

Everyone comforted each other and finally regained some confidence. Some students even looked at nearby mats in advance to avoid hitting the floor.

Suddenly, the door opened with a bang, and the new professor strode in.

She walked all the way to the front, waved her wand vigorously, and all the mats suddenly flew up. The students hurriedly got out of the way, and then watched the mats fall to the wall and pile up.

Professor Abigail turned around and looked at everyone without a smile on her face.

"Madam Pomfrey thinks you need these things to avoid getting hurt. But in my class, only cowards and cowards can claim a bed."

"Anyone in need? Hands up!"

No one wants to admit that he is a coward or a coward. Even though some people were so scared that their legs were shaking, they still managed not to raise their hands.

After waiting for a while, Professor Abigail tapped her palm with her wand and said, "Very good, you finally showed some courage."

Someone puffed up their chest slightly.

"I am from Ilvermorny in the United States, and I have also been to Wagadu School of Witchcraft and Wizardry in Africa. Many people say that Hogwarts is the best, so I took the initiative to find Dumbledore and apply to be your substitute teacher. "

She wandered through the crowd and said, "But when I got here, I was disappointed! Most of you are weak—"

She looked at the pale complexion of Daphne.

"timid--"

His sharp eyes paused on Lisa's face.

"clumsy--"

Goyle and Crabbe looked at the new professor stupidly.

"hypocritical--"

Draco blushed.

"I use the spell in a confused way, and I am as unfamiliar with my wand as if it were a dog raised in the next town..."

Professor Abigail smiled mockingly: "Seriously, are you really wizards? Or are you just a bunch of baboons with wands?"

She stopped casually in front of Anthony, turned her head and asked, "Do you think you are a wizard?"

Anthony's eyes were filled with anger, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Of course I am!"

"What's your name?" Professor Abigail asked.

"Anthony Goldstein!" Anthony shouted.

"Okay, Goldstein." Professor Abigail reached out and gestured: "Then take out the wand and let me see what you are capable of!"

After a pause, she added: "If you're scared, just admit defeat and go find a mat over there to sleep on."

Anthony pursed his lips tightly, took out his wand and walked to the front. The students around him made room for them.

"all--"

As soon as the wand in the boy's hand was raised halfway, the person flew out with a "whoosh".

"Too slow!" Abigail said disdainfully: "Will the enemy wait for you to be ready?"

She pointed at a student casually: "What's your name?"

Michael took a deep breath, stepped forward and said, "Michael Corner."

Ten seconds later, Michael followed in Anthony's footsteps.

"Go on," Abigail said lazily.

The students went up one after another and flew out in various strange postures. Most of them could not even recite the complete spell. Because of what Abigail said before, they gritted their teeth and held on, unable to even admit defeat.

Some students' wands flew out of their hands, and they were mocked severely by the new professor, saying that if they had been in a real battle, they would have been killed by the enemy.

"But I won't be an Auror in the future -"

Blaise Zabini muttered, obviously feeling that it was inappropriate for the professor to talk about fighting.

"You know?" Abigail held down his head and said with a sneer: "Most of the people killed by dark wizards are ordinary wizards like you who have no ability."

Seeing those dark green, beast-like eyes at close range, Zabini was shocked and speechless for a moment.

Professor Abigail let him go and raised her voice: "Next!"

Vader walked out.

At this moment, he is the only student in the classroom who has not been called. Others, like Malfoy, had been knocked back by spells at least two or three times.

Seeing him, Professor Abigail showed a faint smile and asked, "What's your name?"

"Vade Gray."

"Oh... you invented the Book of Friends." Professor Abigail also had a smile in her eyes and said, "I like the look in your eyes - are you ready?"

Vader didn't talk nonsense. He raised his hand and cast a disarming spell, and at the same time, he dodged to the side——

He had seen it many times. This professor didn't talk about dueling etiquette at all. He used words to distract the opponent's attention several times, and then knocked him down unexpectedly.

Even if she faced second-year students whose magic abilities were far inferior to hers, she had no intention of holding back and would even resort to sneak attacks and deceptions.

She didn't feel any embarrassment when faced with the students' accusations. Instead, she said - this is what a real duel is like! All gentlemen are dead, and you must do whatever it takes to survive!

Sure enough, as soon as Vader avoided it, the red beam passed by where he was standing and hit Goyle not far away.

The boy who was sitting on the ground covering his forehead suddenly opened his eyes wide, and then fainted without saying a word.

Professor Abigail was not hit by the disarming spell either. She opened her eyes wide in surprise and said, "Are you kidding me? Silent spell? Or was it a spell you recited secretly?"

Vader naturally didn't answer. He used the Iron Armor Curse to block an incoming beam of light, then threw out a Stunning Curse and watched it bounce off the invisible armor as well.

There was a "dong" sound, and there was a hole the size of an eye on the wall.

At the same time, another spell popped up and hit Pansy. The girl fell on her back and Malfoy, and the students ran away holding their heads.

The two people in the center of the classroom kept attacking each other, and the light of the spell flew in all directions. Even they themselves didn't know which direction the spell would be bounced to, and the other students couldn't even hide.

Terry, who was hit by the disarming spell for the third time, crawled to the ground to pick up his wand and shouted desperately: "It's obviously the two of them fighting, why are we the unlucky ones?"

"Run!"

I don't know who shouted, and everyone seemed to be amnesty. The student closest to the door opened the classroom door, and then his legs were tied by a leg-locking spell, and he fell down with a bang.

Malfoy pushed him away and rushed out first, dragging Pansy with him. All the students in the classroom fled immediately. Except for the unconscious ones, in the blink of an eye, only Vader and the new professor were left.

"The spell is good...but I heard that your first two Defense Against the Dark Arts professors were not very good at it?"

Professor Abigail didn't seem to care about the students who escaped, and asked while circling around looking for opportunities to attack.

"I have a serious and responsible tutor." Wade said.

"If I have a chance, I'd like to get to know him."

Professor Abigail said with a quick flick of her wand. Wade immediately blocked the incoming spell, but suddenly tripped under his feet.

One of Gore's arms crossed, becoming an unexpected obstacle. Wade staggered before he could stand still. His abdomen felt as if he had been hit by a hammer. His whole body flew out and hit the floor heavily.

"In a duel, a moment of negligence can be fatal." Professor Abigail said with a smile: "It seems that your tutor forgot to teach you to pay attention to the surrounding environment when fighting."

"Same for you!" Wade said reluctantly.

I saw a willow branch that had grown out of nowhere swayed and twitched violently. The professor who was holding the wand jumped out and rolled twice on the ground before stopping.

"Good boy!"

Professor Abigail knelt down on one knee and threw a spell again with a handsome gesture, but a roar suddenly exploded in her ears——

"Stop it!"

She raised her head and saw Madam Pomfrey standing in the open doorway, breathing heavily, her hand holding her wand trembling slightly.

If her anger had substance, Professor Abigail, who was smiling wildly, couldn't help but avoid looking at her.

Several students poked their heads behind the school nurse, looking nervously and excitedly into the classroom.

Immediately afterwards, an angry roar exploded!