All things are three at Hogwarts

"I'm a fourth- and fifth-year professor in charge of this course. I'm a member of the Rapid Response Security Force Special Operations Team of the Red Umbrella Division of the Umbrella Corporation. I also work part-time as the school doctor. I think many people have seen me at the school doctor when they were injured. ." The doctor said competently, "My name is Michela Heinzwafen, and during this period I will be the teaching assistant of your n.e.w.t class."

"Everyone from the n.e.w.t class! I am the professor in charge of the first, second and third grade students in this course. I am a member of the rapid response security force special operations team affiliated with the red umbrella department of the umbrella company!" The fat man stood up straight and spoke loudly, "My name is Otto Skorzeny! He is also here to supervise you!"

"These professors who have received dual training as Aurors and Umbrellas are your best teaching assistants!" Penello shouted with his hands on his hips, "If you have anything you don't understand about discipline, you can ask us and we will tell you kindly. !" Penello's eyes were on those in the audience who were either leaning on chairs, leaning on the table with their chins tilted, or several people were very close to each other... The wizards who were sitting in different postures looked very unorganized. Sweeping over them, she slammed her hand on the table, and her voice suddenly increased, "Today we will start with the change of classroom disciplines. Now, everyone, please sit upright, raise your head, straighten your back, and keep your feet flat. , hands behind the back.”

The atmosphere in the class suddenly froze for a brief moment, and the startled wizards sat down as Penello asked.

Penello's eyes stayed on these students who were sitting upright for a while, and then he ordered seriously: "Keep your chest and head high, all stand up, stand up straight, keep your head upright, your neck straight, and your mouth closed. , the lower jaw is slightly retracted, and the eyes are looking straight forward..."

Regardless of whether they understood the situation at hand or not, Penello's past power still made all the wizards stand up from their chairs, although their speeds were not consistent, and the sounds of moving chairs and footsteps were also very chaotic.

Scatteredly, wizards stood up from their seats, but they had never been trained in this area, so they just stood relatively casually. Few of them met Penello's requirements, except for those in the Slytherin group. That weird Gryffindor, Laura Rozier, was standing next to Pansy. Her back was straight and upright, and her high brown ponytail was hanging motionless on the back of her head. It was obvious that her mother, the wolf mother, had suffered similar injuries. professional training.

But for most young wizards, this sudden request felt too strange... No matter what they thought in their hearts, the wizards gradually did what Penello asked.

Ron couldn't let go. He wanted to stand up straight but wanted to be more natural. He felt awkward all over and glanced at Harry who was standing up straight next to him. Harry stared at the empty blackboard in front of him, pretending that he didn't feel Ron's gaze beside him. He also felt a little hot on his face, but out of his yearning for the Auror profession, he still tried to stand up straight. body.

But Penello was not satisfied with this. She began to repeat the command, making the little wizards stand up, sit down, stand up and sit down to repeat these actions over and over again.

Every time Draco took the opportunity to sit down, he began to move his legs restlessly under the table. Like many of his classmates, he wondered: What was the benefit of such mechanical repetitive movements? It's just that due to Penello's power and her close relationship with Allen, he didn't have the courage to question and resist.

Seeing these messy and twisted movements, Penello turned around and gave the doctor and the fat man a look.

The doctor and the fat man walked out from behind Penello. When passing by the students who were sitting incorrectly, they would use their wands to help them find the correct sitting posture.

"Does this make you an Auror? Are you deliberately torturing us..." Ron had been corrected three times. He glanced at Harry beside him, moved his lips slightly, and muttered.

"Mr. Ron Weasley, spoke without permission and violated classroom discipline. Five points will be deducted from Gryffindor." Penello's cold eyes fell on Ron, her hands were on the podium, The tone left no doubt, "From now on, in addition to raising their hands before everyone speaks, they must also add the word report in front of it."

The young wizards who were asked to hold their heads high and their chests high only dared to exchange depressed and dissatisfied moods with their eyes. The classroom was eerily quiet, captured by Penello's staring aura. No one dared to make a sound at this time. He knew that the female Auror in front of him was not an easy person to talk to. Her bloody methods in catching criminals and Death Eaters had long been spread throughout the magical world.

"It seems that you need me to teach you from the beginning." Penello said with some disgust. She waved the wand in her right hand and clapped her left hand continuously. "Now, everyone stands up and introduces himself, and introduces his name, college, bloodline and origin. …One final reminder to you, remember to report.”

Hermione frowned below and watched Penelope do whatever he wanted in this class. She was very sure that Alan didn't know about this because it was an arrangement made by Owen in private. Owen did not approve of Grindelwald coming to Hogwart. He also served as the vice-principal of teaching, but he could not object to Allen. Instead, he confessed to Penelo in front of Hermione, saying that he hoped that she could help Harris so that these students could have a good understanding of Harris before entering college. Loyal attitude, and Penello immediately decided to bring into the classroom the things she used when she established the armed forces of the Red Umbrella Department, imitating the military schools in the Muggle world and even some brainwashing.

Penello raised the wand in his hand and pointed the tip of the wand straight at Neville Longbottom, the first wizard on the left: "Start from you."

Neville was so frightened that he lost his mind. His eyes were full of terror. His lips moved but his voice was very small: "Report...report, I am Neville Longbottom, Gryffin..."

"It's boring." Fatty yelled.

"You can't hear it at all, please speak louder," the doctor then shouted.

The loud scoldings of the two assistant coaches made Neville tremble immediately, and Penello also gave Neville orders.

"Again!"

Neville's face turned pink after several professors used magic to make the sound blast in his ears, and he seemed to be about to cry.

"Speak so quietly, Neville Longbottom, I heard that your parents are Aurors?" The fat man deliberately continued to shout loudly.

"Yes..." Neville's eyes were red and he roared loudly, "Report! I am Neville Longbottom, Gryffindor House! I am from a pure-blood family!"

"Okay, next one." Penello ignored the trembling in Neville's words and looked at Harry Potter, who was standing next to Neville.

"Report! Harry Potter, Gryffindor House! Half-blood!" Harry knew the standard after seeing Neville's situation. He shouted, looking straight at the blackboard in front of him, using up almost all his strength shouted loudly.

"Okay!" Penello opened his eyes wide and stared at Harry, "Very energetic, next one!"

"Ron Weasley, Gryffindor, pure-blood." Ron's voice was quite clear, but because he felt a little embarrassed, it was far less loud than Harry's.

"Can't hear clearly, can't hear, the voice is too low..." the fat man scolded again.

"You still want to be an Auror after being so quiet?!" the doctor shouted, "Do it again!"

Ron's face flushed, and he found that his situation was even more embarrassing.

The fat man wanted to laugh when he looked at the frightened students in front of him, but since Penello and the doctor were present, he could only bite the tip of his tongue to stop the pain from laughing, and then shouted: "Others, don't look away!"

"You forgot to mention the report." The doctor reprimanded coldly, "Why, didn't you hear it?"

"In my class, our professor said that if you can't hear, you can't hear!" Penello said and took a step forward to strengthen her power. She focused on Ron again, "Do it again!"

Ron had no choice but to take a deep breath, imitate Harry's posture just now, turn his inner dissatisfaction and anger towards this inexplicable teaching method into his voice, and roar again loudly.

"Report! I am Ron Weasley! Gryffindor House! Pureblood!"

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