Mastering Lightning from Hogwarts

But even so, only a majority of people were able to assemble on time. A small number were either just getting out of bed or still on their way!

At this moment, hundreds of young wizards were chaotically gathered in the open space. Many of them hadn't even dressed properly, and their faces looked haggard from not having time to wash up. Some were even standing there, still sleepily squinting.

After arriving in the courtyard, Harry and his roommates first found the Weasley twins and other Gryffindor students they knew well, and then stood together aimlessly, staring blankly at the professor on the steps.

"Time is almost up," Anduin said, taking out a pocket watch and glancing at it. Then, he shouted, "Attention, everyone! Now, form up in lines based on your houses, seven lines per house, standing in order of year. House prefects, follow the organizational discipline I told you yesterday."

After speaking, he turned his head to look at the castle exit. "Also, from this moment on, all latecomers will stand to the side! Do not move around without my permission. Gemma, you are responsible for keeping an eye on them!"

"Yes, Head… Professor!" Gemma Farley, the seventh-year prefect of Slytherin and cousin of Joey Farley, responded. She stepped out of the line and went to the entrance, gathering all the young wizards who arrived later.

The sixth and seventh-year prefects of the other houses also acted quickly, loudly calling on the young wizards of their respective houses to line up. Clearly, they had received unified training from Anduin last night.

Moreover, these prefects from the sixth and seventh years had lived with Anduin during his time at school, so they were very clear about his methods. Their execution was extremely high, and they had no complaints.

Just kidding, this was the man who single-handedly brought Slytherin to the top. How could they dare to waste a word?

After the prefects' somewhat rough commands, the entire courtyard was divided into four camps in the order of Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, Gryffindor, and Slytherin.

Each camp was arranged in order from the lowest to the highest year, and even the heights were sorted very neatly.

However, at this time, the situation of the young wizards in each house could be seen from the queue. The most disciplined were still the Slytherins, who Anduin had once managed. It was unclear whether the older wizards had warned them after returning last night, but these people stood very neatly, remained silent, and were very quiet.

The next most disciplined were Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff. The Ravenclaw students were naturally quiet, and the Hufflepuff students were mostly honest, doing whatever they were told, so they appeared very well-behaved.

The Gryffindor students had the worst discipline. Not only were their lines crooked, but they couldn't help but whisper to each other even after lining up, freely releasing their lively nature.

However, Anduin didn't care much about this. His current identity was a professor of tactical training, and as long as these children could complete the academic goals he set, that was enough. Therefore, he wouldn't be as meticulous about every detail as he was when he was in Slytherin.

Of course, the most basic discipline had to be ensured when training began. Anduin scanned the lines and shouted loudly, "Everyone listen to the command! Now, silence! And get your rows straight, especially Gryffindor."

The two senior prefects of Gryffindor were the first to panic when Anduin reprimanded them. They immediately turned around and frantically winked at their young wizards, not wanting to be singled out by Anduin. They knew that this big shot wouldn't just deduct points like other professors.

Seeing Gryffindor making a fool of themselves, many Slytherin students couldn't help but sneer. They had conflicts with Gryffindor to begin with. When Anduin was around, he could forcibly suppress it, but after graduation, even Joey and Eve couldn't completely control it.

Of course, everyone's performance was seen by Anduin. After everyone in the courtyard was settled, he turned his head to look at the latecomers.

This group of students consisted of about seventy or eighty people, most of whom were below the third year. After all, their self-control was indeed poor. Harry might have been late too if Neville hadn't helped him.

This included Malfoy and his two little followers, as well as several other Slytherin students. These children were used to being pampered and couldn't bear the hardship of waking up early. Therefore, not only did they not feel ashamed for being late, but they also looked impatient and complained.

After all, they knew in their hearts that there were so many people late that the professor would definitely not punish everyone. Even if he deducted points, he couldn't deduct that many at once.

Anduin frowned slightly when he saw this, and couldn't help but mutter in his heart, "I originally wanted to keep it simple, but it seems that without some necessary obedience training, there's no way to get rid of their bad habits."

Then, he turned his head to look in the direction of Slytherin House on the right. "Slytherin sixth and seventh-year prefects, step forward!"

"Here!" Gemma Farley, who had returned to the line earlier, ran to the front of the team with the other three prefects, and then stood nervously in place, looking at Anduin with apprehension.

"Explain it!" Anduin's eyes swept over the four of them like cold, sharp knives. "The other houses are one thing, but why are there latecomers in Slytherin?"

"This…" Gemma, as the prefect representative, suddenly turned pale, and opened her mouth but couldn't say a word. She knew what Anduin was asking. Slytherin had always advanced and retreated together, and would never abandon their companions.

"I see…" Anduin nodded coldly and shook his head. "I can no longer see the desire for honor in your eyes. It seems that what I once said to you was like playing the lute to a cow."

"I'm sorry, Head, this situation will not happen again!" Gemma, filled with fear, couldn't help but call out 'Head' and shouted with guilt.

"It's too late to say that now," Anduin smiled coldly and then shouted, "All Slytherin sixth and seventh-year students, step forward! Get ready for push-ups!"

"Yes!"

The senior Slytherin students didn't hesitate at all after hearing the command. They responded and immediately dropped to the ground in unison.

This scene not only shocked the other Slytherin students, but also the young wizards of the other houses. What does the lateness of the first years have to do with you? And why are you so obedient, not even saying a word of defense? Also, what is this so-called 'push-up'?

In particular, the Gryffindor first years, who were close to the senior Slytherin wizards, were almost frightened by the sudden appearance of two rows of people dropping to the ground.

"100 each, count yourselves! Louder!" Anduin turned his head and looked forward again, ignoring them, and just casually shouted.

"1, 2, 3…"

These Slytherin wizards also behaved very calmly after hearing the command. They didn't even frown and began to count loudly, even their voices were very neat. Then, they began to perform push-ups in an extremely standard posture, as if they had done it often before.

However, even for Slytherins who had experienced Anduin's era, 100 push-ups was no small feat. At first, everyone could exercise in unison, but after they did more than 50, they began to become uneven.

After 70 or 80, many people were already sweating profusely and had to struggle for several seconds to complete an action, but what shocked everyone was that even though they were out of breath, these people still completed the movements very standardly, without any discount.

But Anduin was clearly not watching them! Even if they were a little lazy, what would it matter if they counted one or two more?

However, these Slytherin wizards behaved like cold machines. Even those who had finished their punishment and stood up were just panting heavily, without a word of complaint, not even blinking.

Seeing this scene, the group of latecomers led by Malfoy were now completely panicked.

Watching these senior wizards being punished for their mistakes was extremely uncomfortable for these inexperienced children. Even Malfoy was frightened and pale at this moment, and many of them were secretly muttering in their hearts, if this professor is so harsh on those who are not late, what kind of punishment will they receive later?

Harry, Ron, and the other Gryffindor wizards, who witnessed these wizards being punished up close, were even sweating.

Harry swallowed nervously and looked at Anduin with apprehension. No wonder the Weasley twins were so afraid of Professor Wilson. Now he was worried about his future school life.

Anduin, on the other hand, nodded secretly in his heart. He had actually been paying attention to them all along. After discovering that everyone performed meticulously, he was still quite satisfied with these two groups of senior wizards.

After these Slytherin wizards finished their push-ups one after another, Anduin ignored them and just looked coldly at the latecomers. "Late wizards, return to your lines. Remember, I will only give you this last chance!"

Hearing Anduin's words, these young wizards were simply granted amnesty. They dared not delay and rushed into the lines of their respective houses.

They had just thought they were doomed. However, these people did not take Anduin's forgiveness this time for granted. After seeing the previous scene, everyone was convinced that this new professor would not show any mercy when dealing with them.

"Okay, everyone is here," Anduin nodded, comparing it to the record in his hand. "Then, it's time to talk business."