"So, this is why you beat up all the students in solitary confinement?"
Rachel Fisk is sitting in a high-backed chair, tapping the medical record board in her hand:
"Whether it's because they violated discipline outside school, violated discipline inside school or just didn't do their homework?"
This is a room with pure white walls and ceiling, with five or six white hospital beds separated by blue screens. Near the door is the doctor's desk and medicine cabinet, and the air is filled with languor.
The smell of disinfectant and medicinal herbs.
It's incredible, but this is the school doctor's office at Hogwarts School for Gifted Youngsters.
The "White Queen" wears a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, a white coat over a white shirt and a black skirt, and a stethoscope hanging around her neck. She looks quite like a school nurse.
Steve Rogers, who was lying on the hospital bed, tried to sit up, but found that he couldn't even move a finger, so he could only say dryly: "I think if you want to tell them what they should do and what they shouldn't do,
, this method is more direct.”
"They said you were an antique. I didn't believe it at first. After all, you learned modern knowledge quite quickly. But now I find out that you actually believe in the ancient theory of 'a filial son emerges from under a stick'," Rachel said on the medical record board.
The record turned a page: "But I have to say, the effect is good. Those little devils heard somewhere that you would be punished, and they came to petition and said that you were innocent. They took the initiative to discuss with you - it's really ridiculous.
Is there anyone in the world who can punish Captain America?"
"No, I don't support corporal punishment," Captain America tried to smile, but he didn't know whether it was successful: "I just want to tell them that having superpowers doesn't mean they can do whatever they want, even if an ordinary person like me can do anything in front of them.
You can easily defeat them in battle."
"...You seem to have redefined 'ordinary people', 'frontal combat' and 'easy'," Rachel knocked on the record board: "Do you need me to remind you? You and those students are engaged in a wheel battle, and the battle time is
After more than 12 hours, I finally collapsed and was sent to the school doctor's office. I unconsciously muttered for a long time, 'I can fight like this all day long.'"
"That is……"
"The most outrageous thing is that you lost consciousness in the later stages and relied solely on instinct to fight. You even beat up an unknown Asa protoss who was passing by and wanted to break up the fight."
"Um?"
Rachel stood up and opened the screen next to Steve.
Next door, no, on the hospital bed separated by a screen, a muscular blond bearded man with bruises and bruises on his face and a panda eye was lying on the hospital bed.
"Thor?" Steve said with confusion. After all, no matter how unprepared he was, there was still a gap between the two of them between ordinary people and "gods". Just relying on fighting instinct...
"Zzz..." Although Thor looked miserable, he slept soundly. Even Rachel and Steve didn't wake up at all after chatting for so long.
"In order to avoid danger, the power of all magic or superpowers within Hogwarts College has been limited, but willpower will not." Rachel tried to explain to Steve why this happened: "A lost
A student who will lose his energy after throwing ten fireballs will not be able to throw twenty just because the power of the fireballs is limited. The same is true for magic protection."
"Do I have an advantage in dealing with students' 'magic attacks'?" Steve understood the meaning of her words almost immediately.
"I looked at the previous battle records," Rachel said noncommittally: "At first, those kids tried to defeat you with the plasticity magic system, and later they started to use the enchantment system, the transformation system, and even the illusion system."
Is that a proper term for occult science?
"And you, as a user and veteran of the super serum, your willpower has been so strong that it is almost unaffected by the immature spells of these children, so winning can be said to be easy." Rachel paused and continued: "But the child's
Magic is magic after all, and this confrontation between willpower has never ended because of the conditions of the wheel battle you proposed, eventually leading to the collective shutdown of consciousness except for the 'fighting instinct'."
"Am I..." Steve frowned.
"Yes, in this state, the 'show mercy' that you deliberately let go because your opponent is a child cannot be realized. You have become a complete war machine and your attacks are becoming more and more ruthless, as if you intend to kill your opponent to death.
appearance."
"At this time, Thor, the God of Thunder, who came over because you were too busy, noticed something was wrong, so he stepped forward and tried to stop the fight, but..." Rachel raised her chin towards the bed next door: "You know."
"..." Steve was silent for a few seconds and then spoke again: "When I encounter an enemy on the mysterious side, I am likely to lose control? It seems that the depth bureau needs to make some responses in advance."
"No, on the contrary," Rachel shook her finger: "You are immune to magic attacks."
"……What?"
"You know, you have taken the 'super serum' that's 50-50 against everyone," Rachel said: "It will make you continuously stronger according to the strength of the enemies you encounter. If you are affected by a certain type of
If you are seriously injured by an attack, the serum will make your body actively 'mutate' in the direction of mitigating and resisting this damage - anything that doesn't kill you will make you stronger."
"It turns out that Nietzsche was also involved in the production of the serum," Steve joked at first, and then realized that this guess might not be a joke: "I remember that the purpose of our production of the serum was to target a human body enhancement method developed by Germany's Cristina... No.
Are you really referring to Nietzsche’s ideas?”
"Who knows, I didn't participate in World War II," Rachel adjusted her glasses: "In short, you are no longer affected by any magic from these little guys in Hogwarts. If there is another wheel battle, the victory should be
It’s as easy as an eagle catching a chicken.”
"you……"
"Do you want another time?" Following the strong old woman's voice, Maria Stark, who was dressed more like a doctor and more formally than Rachel, opened the door and walked in, and immediately started to chase people away.
:
"Okay, the visiting hours are over, don't disturb the patient's rest, and give me these clothes to change!"
Huh? Huh? She doesn’t have a part-time school nurse?
Rachel, who was pushed out of the door by Maria, had a puff of smoke rising from her body, and she changed back into her white suit and hat, and was still yelling:
"I don't want to, but it would be too weird for others to see me when they open their eyes. It's more convenient to dress like a doctor. If the context is good, you can also say, 'You're awake, the operation was successful.' Try it by the way."
Should I thank her for not saying that?
However, other things she said should be true, such as "willpower" and the like.
It's not Steve's boast. If he thinks he is second in strength of willpower, no one in the Avengers would dare to think he is first.
"[Intelligent life has been locked - uh uh -]"
... Was there any movement just now?
Steve looked over Maria's shoulder and saw that Rachel seemed to have just intercepted something small that was trying to fly into the ward, and ran away holding it tightly with both hands.
