Take the Hardest Hits, Stack the Thickest Armor

Cries of pain rose and fell over the shore of Black Lake. Looking around, Yomi could not find a single person capable of casting the Shield Charm.

Was the Shield Charm really that difficult?

Well, she did not know either, since she could not cast it herself...

Ahem. Still, seeing Bell and the other two cast it with a mere lift of their hands, she had always assumed this spell was not particularly difficult.

"Bell, why don't you teach everyone?"

Leaning close to Bell, Yomi spoke softly.

If she could cast it herself, she would definitely have stepped in.

"Since when did you become so softhearted?"

Bell shot Yomi a glance.

When she had taught him Kendo before, she had shown absolutely no mercy. She had nearly beaten him stupid.

"Besides, this is Combat Practice Class. As the name suggests, it is for everyone to engage in actual combat. Learning Curses is Professor Flitwick's area of responsibility."

Before Yomi could say anything else, Bell added this.

This was also why he had dared to let Yomi serve as a professor despite knowing full well that she could not use Curses. In fact, the Shield Charm was a fifth-year course, though it would not be tested.

"But if this keeps up, someone will get hurt."

Yomi looked hesitantly at the crowd.

Not getting injured had always been her principle when teaching. Though she had hit Bell brutally before, that was because she knew that guy was thick-skinned and tough enough that she could not hurt him.

But in this short time alone, she had already seen several students with bruised and swollen faces.

Hadn't she told them to try not to hit people in the face?

There was still over an hour until class ended. She was genuinely afraid someone might