Hermione shouted in my ear.
It made me lose focus on the Fireball magic attack that was being directed at me.
Although it was a simple Fireball magic attack, once taught to students in junior high school, it had a more intense burning heat than the basic Fireball magic chant.
Hermione, who was acting as a living shield, felt a burning sensation that made her cast a barrier and healing magic on her naked back, which was starting to burn.
"THIS SUCKED!"
"WHY MUST I SUFFER AT A TIME LIKE THIS?"
A humorous question came from Hermione, who was the victim of a magical attack by her colleague. As fellow sages from another world, they seemed to behave professionally when it came to their work.
The magic attack, cast by the sages from another world seemed to be done to test me before entering the school building that I was heading to.
