After breakfast, the wide corridors of the Hogwarts were filled with wizards hurrying about. The students struggled to make their way through the corridors, preparing to head to their respective classrooms.
"Although the current school uniform is elegant and luxurious enough, and it's practical to maintain a constant temperature, I still miss the old school uniform …" Jenny sighed as she watched Pavati rush past them. Pavati's robe was so long that it almost reached the ground.
"If you put on a hood and a gas mask, you'll be completely covered … Although the protection is good …" Ron nodded in agreement. "The most important thing is that the witches don't show their legs now."
"Ron, you can't show off your good figure as a Quidditch player either." Lavender pinched his throat and glanced at Ron. He pulled off the lion fur shawl on his cloak, revealing the skin on his neck, and said to Ron in a greasy tone.
Harry secretly glanced at Jenny, who was rolling her eyes in disgust. His survival instinct was so strong that he didn't respond.
There was a clatter of cockroaches coming from the corridor in front of them. Some of the portraits on the walls fell down, and the people in them fled to the other frames in panic. A guard's armor rolled to the ground.
Hermione, who was still thinking about how she caused the first The Dark Lord to be hospitalized, was startled by this sudden movement. She looked over and saw a Gryffindor and a Slytherin dueling under the corridor with wands in their hands. The flying spells hit the decorative portraits and guards in the corridor, but they still didn't stop.
"The corridor prohibits the use of magic …" Hermione pulled out her wand and wanted to stop them, but Jenny grabbed her arm. Hermione's angry expression froze when she saw Jenny shake her head. She suddenly realized that from this semester onwards, dueling in the school was no longer against the school rules.
"Since the new rules allow you to duel like this …" Hermione still used an armor spell to temporarily separate the two dueling wizards and shouted, "But as the president of the Female Student Council, I have to remind you that you have to repair the things you destroyed after the duel … Otherwise, Mr. Filch will definitely find you and make you compensate and punish you …"
After saying that, Hermione pointed at Manager Filch, who was also wearing an ancient robe, and Mister Deft Hands, who was gliding with Madam Loris on his round head, hurriedly rushing over from the corridor.
Seeing this, the two dueling participants did not want to continue the duel. They agreed to continue the duel outside the school after class. They began to use summoning spells and spells to restore the fallen portraits and the messy corridor. Only then did the portraits dare to complain about the rudeness and rudeness of the little wizards in the new semester.
Hermione didn't pursue the matter and continued to walk to the classroom with Jenny and the others. At the door of the classroom, like most of the wizards, Jenny rummaged through the Traceless Expansion Spell backpack in the hands of the skeletons she summoned for this class. Then, she ordered the skeletons, who were dressed according to their owner's wealth and preferences, to stay in the corridor outside the classroom.
They hurriedly sat in the few seats right in front of the podium. Lavender, on the other hand, pulled Ron to a seat at the side. The wizards took out their assigned diaries, unlocked them, and began to wait for the arrival of the professor. The atmosphere was exceptionally quiet. After all, the professor of this class didn't have a very good temper.
Soon, the students heard the rhythmic sound of leather shoes stepping on the floor as the person walked down the corridor. The footsteps waited outside the door for a few seconds, and only walked in when the class started, not too much and not too little.
Penello Cleavat walked into the classroom, looking as cold as usual. Although she had changed out of her usual Aura uniform and red umbrella department robe for Hogwarts teachers' standard robe, it still couldn't hide Penello's valiance. She walked up to the podium with her head held high, her short dyed black hair swaying in the air as she walked.
"I noticed that some of my students were dueling in the corridor when I was having breakfast." Penello's expressionless face made her look very intimidating. "I'm very disappointed."
The good-looking doctor with neatly combed hair and the fatso who pretended to be serious immediately separated and stood behind her, one on the left and one on the right.
"I am very disappointed. I was not satisfied with the learning state of all of you. The reason why all of you came to my class was to learn more advanced magic techniques and improve your own combat ability … However, I discovered that when those duelists used magic wands and protective robes that suppressed the power of magic spells … many of them still treated themselves and their opponents as ordinary students. Their attitude towards duels and battles was like child's play."
The students shrunk their necks. They knew that the professor who was difficult to get along with today seemed to be in a bad mood.
"From today onwards, I will be stricter with you. I will no longer treat you as simple students. I will train you exactly like how I train Aura and the special operations team of the Umbrella Company. I will treat every class with the standards of training Aura." Penello's gaze swept across the faces of the young wizards and wizards. "And you … if you want to get a high score in my class, you must abide by my rules."
After Penello finished her speech, the whole class became restless for a short while.
Using Aura's training method was nothing new. Allen had introduced this aspect in the cram school before he became a professor. However, it was exactly like how Aura and the elite forces of the Umbrella Company were trained. It immediately caught the attention of some ambitious or chuunibyou wizards. It also made some young wizards, who already felt that it was difficult to get hurt and hurt, cry out.
Unlike most of the Gryffindor who looked happy, Hermione pursed her lips and suppressed her anger. She gave up arguing with Penello face to face. Allen had arranged for the students to learn how to use advanced magic and how to suppress it. In fact, she suspected that Penello had persecuted her about the recipe because she remembered that the golem lubricant had dried up, and she had cleaned up the recipe once. In theory, the pages should not be glued together again. However, without any evidence, she could only swallow her pride in front of others. Anyway, Allen had comforted her for a long time because of this. Penello's bad temper probably had something to do with it.
"Tell me, do you want to be as powerful as Aura?" Penello stood up straight and asked. The restlessness soon disappeared under Penello's expressionless gaze.
"Yes …" The more extroverted wizards, such as Seamus and Parvati, shouted loudly. Neville even shouted until his voice broke, which caused many people to laugh.
"Is it very funny?" Penello asked coldly. This made those who laughed hide their expressions and dare not make a sound. "Why do you think Aura is powerful?"
A few hands raised up in fear.
"Potter," Penello said casually.
"Aura is powerful because they have mastered a lot of powerful magic and have received more professional combat training." Harry's tone was a little excited. Aura had always been his ideal profession. He had received Mag's full support when Umrich was still in charge.
"I know that the Ministry of Magic has equipped Aura with very complete equipment," Ron, who was quickly pointed out, added.
"They are united and work together. Every one of them is an elite. The power gathered together is difficult for ordinary wizards to resist," Fraser said hurriedly. It was as if he was afraid that the answer he had painstakingly given would be snatched away by others.
…
After the young wizards of Gryffindor discussed and expressed their opinions more and more enthusiastically and bravely.
"You are right, but the most important thing," Penello clapped his hands, "for Aura, the most important thing is — discipline."
The young wizards were puzzled. They had only stayed in the school, so they couldn't understand Penello's answer.
"As far as Aura and the Umbrella Squad are concerned, although they are indeed the best of the ordinary wizards, they are not as powerful as everyone thinks. Most of us ordinary wizards also don't have outstanding magic talent like Principal Allen Harris." When Penello mentioned Allen's name, her voice couldn't help but become a little louder. She cleared her throat, "During the last World Cup in Quidditch, Albert Harris led the young Aura who had almost no additional combat experience. After a little training, they fought against the Death Eaters' plot to attack the World Cup, destroyed their terrorist activities, and captured a lot of Death Eaters. In fact, their individual strength at that time was not outstanding compared to the Death Eaters, but because of strict discipline, they condensed a strong combat power and finally won … After that, after seeing the strength of these young Aura united under strict discipline, the Ministry of Magic established the Armed Aura on this basis …"
The audience was silent. Many of the young wizards still remembered the previous World Cup incident.
"So, as someone who has trained many Armed Aura and personally established the Umbrella Squad, I am very dissatisfied with your complacent and undisciplined performance just because you have learned a few spells. Now, I will teach you these new things in my class."
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