"I'm a professor in the fourth or fifth grade who is in charge of this course. I'm a member of the Special Operations Team of the Rapid Response Security Force of the Red Umbrella Division of the Umbrella Corporation. I'm also a part-time school doctor. I think many of you have seen me at the school doctor's office when you were injured." The doctor said, "My name is Michela Heinz-Waffen. I'll be your class's teaching assistant during this period of time."
"Everyone in the class! I'm a professor in charge of the first, second, and third grade students of this course. I'm a member of the Special Operations Team of the Rapid Response Security Force of the Red Umbrella Division of the Umbrella Corporation! "The fat man stood straight and said in a loud voice," My name is Otto Skorzeny! I'm also here to supervise you! "
"These professors who have passed the dual training of Aura and the Umbrella Corporation are your best teaching assistants!" Penello yelled with her hands on her hips, "If you have anything you don't understand about discipline, you can ask us. We'll kindly tell you!" Penello's gaze swept across the wizards who were either leaning on the chair, leaning on the table with their chins in their hands, or sitting very close to each other. She suddenly slammed her hand on the table and raised her voice, "Today, we'll start with the change of class discipline. Now, all of you, please sit upright with your head up, chest out, back straight, feet flat, and hands behind your back."
The atmosphere in the class froze for a moment. The wizards who were shocked sat down according to Penello's instructions.
Penello's gaze lingered on the students who were sitting upright for a while. She then sternly ordered, "Maintain the posture of chest out and head up. All of you, stand up straight. Your head must be straight, your neck must be straight, your mouth must be closed, your jaw must be slightly tucked, and your eyes must be level …"
It didn't matter if they understood the situation in front of them or not. Penello's power in the past still caused all the adepts to stand up from their chairs. Even though they didn't move at the same pace, and the sound of moving chairs and footsteps was very messy.
A few wizards stood up from their seats, but they had never been trained in this area, so they stood relatively casually. Few of them met Penelope's requirements, except for the strange Gryffindor in the Slytherin group. Laura Rosier was standing next to Pansy. Her back was straight, and her high brown ponytail hung motionless behind her head. Apparently, she had received similar professional training from her mother, the Wolf Mother.
However, for most of the minor adepts, this sudden request was too strange. No matter what they thought, they still followed Penello's instructions.
Ron was a little uncomfortable. He wanted to stand up straight, but he also wanted to be more natural. He felt awkward all over, and he secretly glanced at Harry, who was standing straight beside him. Harry looked at the empty blackboard in front of him and pretended that he didn't feel Ron's gaze. He also felt a little hot, but he still tried to stand up straight out of his yearning for the profession of Aura.
However, Penello wasn't satisfied with this. She began to repeat her orders, asking the young wizards to stand up and sit down, and then stand up and sit down. She repeated these actions over and over again.
Every time Draco sat down, he would take the opportunity to move his legs restlessly under the table. Like many other students, he didn't understand the benefits of repeating these actions mechanically. However, due to Penello's power and her close relationship with Allen, he didn't dare to question or resist.
Looking at these messy and crooked movements, Penello turned around and gave the doctor and the fatty a look.
The doctor and the fatty walked out from behind Penello. When they passed by the students who were not sitting properly, they would use their wands to help them find the correct sitting position.
"You can become an Aura just like this? He must be tormenting us on purpose... "Ron had been corrected three times. His eyes glanced at Harry beside him, and his lips moved slightly as he muttered.
"Mr. Ron Weasley, you spoke without permission and violated the class discipline. Gryffindor will deduct five points." Penello's cold gaze fell on Ron. She placed her hand on the podium and said in an unquestionable tone, "In the future, before everyone speaks, other than raising your hand, you have to add the word 'report' in front."
The young wizards who were asked to hold their heads high only dared to exchange glances of depression and dissatisfaction. The classroom was frighteningly quiet. Everyone was intimidated by Penello's stare and no one dared to make a sound at this time. Everyone knew that the female Aura in front of them was not someone who was easy to talk to. Her bloody means in the process of capturing criminals and Death Eaters had long been spread throughout the magic world.
"It seems that you all need me to teach you from the beginning." Penello said with some disdain. She waved the wand in her right hand and kept patting her left hand. "Now, everyone stand up and introduce yourself. Introduce your name, your school, your family background … I'll remind you one last time, remember to say 'report'."
Hermione frowned as she watched Penello do whatever she wanted in the classroom. She was very sure that Allen did not know about this because this was the arrangement that Owen had privately instructed. Owen did not approve of Grindelwald coming to Hogwarts and teaching as the vice-principal, but he could not go against Allen. He turned to Penello in front of Hermione and said that he hoped that she could help Harris so that these students could have a loyal attitude towards Harris before entering the university. Penello immediately decided to use the things that she used when building the armed forces of the Red Umbrella Department, imitating the Muggle World Military Academy, and even a little brainwashing, into the classroom.
Penello raised the wand in her hand and pointed the tip of the wand straight at the first wizard on her left, Neville Longbottom, "Start with you."
Neville was scared out of his wits. His eyes were full of horror. His lips moved, but his voice was very soft, "Report … Report, I'm Neville Longbottom, Gryffindor …"
"Boring." Fatty roared.
"I can't hear you at all. Louder." The doctor continued to shout.
The two teaching assistants' loud reprimands scared Neville to the point that he immediately trembled. Penello also gave Neville an order.
"Again!"
Neville, who was blasted by the professor's magic, blushed as if he was about to cry.
"Why are you so soft, Neville Longbottom? I heard that your parents are Aura?" Fatty deliberately continued to mock him loudly.
"Yes …" Neville's eyes were red, and he shouted loudly, "Report! I'm Neville Longbottom, Gryffindor Academy! Pure-blooded family! "
"Okay, next." Penello ignored Neville's trembling voice and looked at the next person standing next to Neville, Harry Potter.
"Report! Harry Potter, Gryffindor Academy! Pure-blooded family! " Harry knew the standard after seeing Neville's situation. He shouted at the top of his lungs, his eyes were level with the blackboard in front of him, and he used almost all his strength to shout loudly.
"Good!" Penello widened his eyes and stared at Harry, "Very energetic, next!"
"Ron Weasley, Gryffindor, Pure-blooded family." Ron's voice was clear, but because he felt a little awkward, it was not as loud as Harry's.
"I can't hear you clearly, I can't hear you, your voice is too soft …" Fatty scolded again.
"You want to be an Aura with such a soft voice?!" The doctor shouted, "Again!"
Ron's face was red, and he found himself in an even more awkward situation.
Fatty looked at the frightened students in front of him. Although he wanted to laugh, because Penello and the doctor were present, he could only bite the tip of his tongue to stop himself from laughing. Then he shouted, "Everyone else, don't look away!"
"You forgot to report." The doctor coldly reprimanded, "Why, didn't you hear?"
"In my class, if our professor says he can't hear, then he can't hear!" Penelope took a step forward and strengthened her aura. She looked at Ron again and said, "Let's do it again!"
Ron could only take a deep breath and imitate Harry's posture just now. He channeled his inner dissatisfaction and anger towards this inexplicable teaching method into his voice and shouted loudly again.
"Report! I'm Ron Weasley! Gryffindor Academy! Pure-blooded family! "
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