novelonline Chapter 3792 The School Doctor's "Daily Life" (7)
Chapter 3792 The School Doctor's "Daily Life" (7)
Chapter 3792 The School Doctor's "Daily Life" (Part 7)
Meanwhile, all three Batmen were taken to the principal's office by Strange. Just as Strange opened his mouth to curse, Bruce cut him off, saying, "I didn't see anything in the forbidden section."
Immediately, all three people's eyes were focused on his face.
Strange immediately realized something was wrong. He knew what kind of person Batman was—a dangerous paranoiac, an incurable sufferer of persecution complex. And perfectly matching that was the knowledge that could be found in the forbidden section, besides the history of the magical world, including all sorts of evil and dangerous ways of contacting demons.
If Batman finds these things... Strange can't even imagine the chaos they'll cause.
This is a threat, right? This is definitely a threat, right?
Strange looked at Bruce. Bruce's gaze was unwavering, his blue eyes still clear, with a barely perceptible smile. Strange took a deep breath and pointed to the door.
"It's getting late, I'm going back to sleep, bye-bye." Bruce closed the door for them as he walked away.
"What's in the forbidden section?" Batman from the main universe asked Strange.
“What kind of attitude is this?” Strange frowned. “Regardless, I am the principal of this school and also your professor. You broke school rules on the very first day of school and caused such a big mess. Shouldn’t you give me an explanation?”
“How much trouble we’ve caused depends on how valuable the stuff in the restricted section is,” Arkham Batman said, staring at him.
Strange cursed Bruce a thousand times in his mind for starting this trouble. If Bruce hadn't started it, these two wouldn't have been so fixated on this matter.
“That’s none of your business,” Strange said. “It contains a lot of magical history…”
His intention was to emphasize that the books in the restricted section were more valuable because of their historical significance. Then he heard the main universe's Batman say, "And we happen to be very interested in history. Want to talk?"
"It's nighttime now, you should all stay in your dorms and sleep."
“No, people can’t sleep when they’re in a state of heightened excitement and a thirst for knowledge,” said the Batman from the main universe. “We’re eager to know how your universe’s magical world has achieved such great things under your leadership…”
“Don’t give me that.” Strange said, slightly annoyed. He flicked the sleeve of his robe and said, “Go back to your dorms and sleep.”
The two had no choice but to leave. Only after they were gone did Strange realize: what had he wanted to do by calling them into his office?
Yeah, wasn't he planning to give them a good scolding? How did he just let them get away like that?
Those cunning Batmen!
At the university hospital, Night Owl had also left. Schiller glanced at the wall clock—it was getting late, almost dawn—but he wasn't a professor, and university doctors didn't have to get up early for classes. He figured he could still sleep for a few more hours, so he went back to the lounge upstairs from his office to sleep.
When Schiller was awakened by the knocking, he sat up groggily, looking at the dimly lit sky outside the window, even wondering if he had slept for a whole day and night. "Who's knocking so early?"
He had to get up. As soon as the door opened, he saw Wanda's slightly helpless face.
"Oh my god, doctor, if you don't get up, I'm going to break in!" Wanda said. "Hurry up and go to the wards, there are several injured people."
Schiller looked at Wanda, hesitant to speak. But seeing her guilty expression, he didn't say anything more and quickly changed his clothes and went downstairs. The ward entrance was quite lively, with Strange, Hippo, Jarvis, and Lucifer all there.
Schiller truly couldn't understand how anyone could get injured under the supervision of these people. But as soon as he entered the ward and saw the person lying on the bed, he understood—no one was lying on the bed.
"Are you all crazy?" Schiller turned to the group of people at the door and said, "Or am I crazy?"
“I’m afraid it’s the latter. Take another look,” Strange said irritably.
Schiller refused to believe it, so he turned to look at the hospital bed again, but still saw nothing. He rubbed his eyes hard, went over to take another look, and finally discovered—lying on the bed was a Lego Batman.
Isn't that a coincidence? The school uniform of the academy that LEGO Batman was assigned to was brown, and the bedding used in the school hospital was also brown. Plus, LEGO Batman is only about the size of an adult's palm, and Schiller wasn't fully awake. When he looked at it, he thought it was haunted.
"So you all gathered here so early in the morning just to watch me treat a plastic miniature?" Schiller's gaze swept back and forth between the two groups, finally settling on the Lego Batman. "What's wrong with you?" he asked.
The Lego Batman stretched out an arm towards him. Schiller leaned in and looked it over from left to right, but couldn't figure out what was wrong. He could only walk aside, take out his monocle, put it on, and still couldn't see anything, so he went to the drawer next to him and found a magnifying glass...
“Stop looking, he’s injured in his back,” Strange said. “There were no combat classes at Saturn Academy today, but he sneaked into a Neptune Academy class. Even the smallest wand was three times his length, and he still tried to grab it, and ended up getting knocked down.”
“Wands are magical artifacts after all, so I can’t say for sure that they won’t have any effect on plastic products,” Wanda said somewhat apologetically. “This is my first lesson, and I’m a little nervous. I was so focused on recalling what I had prepared. This student is also a bit small, and I didn’t notice him sneaking in. Please check him out, Doctor.”
Schiller, somewhat exasperated, rubbed his forehead, picked up the Lego Batman, placed it in his hand, and made him lie down. He then examined it for a long time with both his monocle and a magnifying glass, discovering that the Lego Batman's waist was indeed dented.
Schiller poked it with his fingertip. The Lego Batman yelled and "whoosh!" shot up to the ceiling—where there was a huge chandelier made of more than 200 candles.
Everyone stood under the chandelier looking up. Jarvis hesitated slightly, but still said objectively, "I don't think he really needs to learn magic."
"Yes, how did he grow so tall?" The Hippo Goddess was also puzzled.
The LEGO Batman's pants got caught on one of the candlestick's sharp protruding ornaments, leaving him dangling in mid-air. He waved his short limbs and shouted, "Don't just watch, get me down!"
Strange waved his hand, and the magic cloak flew out, floating near the chandelier. Schiller waved his hand and said, "Jump down!"
The LEGO Batman waved his limbs helplessly again and continued to shout, "I'm stuck, I can't jump!"
Wanda quickly reached out a hand and used her Crimson Power to pry off the sharp protrusion that was dangling from his pants. The Lego Batman tumbled down, only to be caught by the cape, managing to get down at least.
Schiller picked up the Lego Batman figure again, but looking at the injury on his back, he hesitated. So, holding the Lego Batman, he turned to Strange and said, "Mr. Hand of God, do you have any brilliant ideas?"
“Plastics are not God’s domain,” Strange said.
Then he looked at Jarvis. Jarvis was taken aback, then said, "He can't be considered a robot; he's made of a different material than me."
"And what about restoration magic?" Schiller then looked at Scarlet Witch.
“I can give it a try, but what if I turn it back into raw plastic?” Wanda hesitated.
Lucifer couldn't stand it any longer. He snatched the plastic figure away, placed his index finger and thumb on the two sides of the square body, and then squeezed them together.
"Click."
The dent disappeared. The LEGO Batman rubbed his back and said, "A miracle worker!"
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Just as Schiller was about to kick everyone out, someone shouted in the hallway, "Something terrible has happened! Principal! A fight has broken out during study hall!"
Strange rushed out. A young sorcerer in Neptune Academy uniform stood at the entrance to the school hospital and shouted, "Those adults who always have sullen faces are fighting! You'd better go and see!"
Strange knew immediately he was referring to Batman, and with a wave of his hand, a portal opened. The group stepped inside. Schiller didn't want to go, but Strange wasn't going to let him off the hook either, and his cloak kicked him straight into the portal.
Stepping through the portal, the classroom was in complete chaos. Strange yelled, "Stop!"
In reality, it had no deterrent effect whatsoever. He could only conjure a staff with magic, slam it into the ground, and a gust of wind blew everyone to the ground.
"What's going on?" Strange asked, his face ashen.
He abruptly turned to stare at the main universe Batman. The main universe Batman, however, wasn't knocked down; he seemed to have retreated to the side upon seeing the portal's light. The Arkham Batman, looking somewhat disheveled, knelt on the ground, his gaze towards Strange somewhat hostile.
Strange felt a chill run down his spine under his gaze. But the principal's authority was at stake, and the brawl was far too serious; he had to deal with it. So, after everyone had stopped what they were doing, he said, "What exactly happened? Describe what happened in the simplest terms possible. Gwen, you tell me."
"This gentleman discovered what appeared to be bullying at school, so he stepped in to stop it. Then, out of nowhere, the other party produced a bucket of water and poured it on him, and the students from both schools started fighting." Gwen pointed to the main universe's Batman.
Strange then noticed that the main universe Batman was soaking wet, his school uniform looking like it had just been soaked in water. The Arkham Batman also had one sleeve wet and had just knelt down, seemingly trying to get the water out of his boots.
“School bullying?” Strange narrowed his eyes, his gaze sweeping back and forth between the students of the two schools.
This morning's basic magic class was Wanda's first lesson. The students attending were from Mercury Academy and Neptune Academy, including Batman from the main universe, Arkham Batman, Night Owl, Bruce Wayne, and others.
Originally, this lesson was just about the basics of using a wand, but because the Lego Batman who barged in got injured by the wand, Wanda had to rush him to the school hospital, so the lesson had to be turned into a self-study session.
There was nothing wrong with studying on their own; the wands given to everyone hadn't been activated yet, so they couldn't use magic. Most Batmen were also relatively cautious and wouldn't act rashly before understanding the situation. The main universe Batman didn't want to offend Strange, so he obediently sat in his seat and did nothing.
But the problem is that these academies don't only have Batman—in fact, Batman is a minority; most are ordinary people with magical talents who were selected this year, like Gwen.
After Gwen's explanation, Strange realized that the root of the problem, the so-called school bullying incident, was actually caused by the movie.