Mastering Thunder from Hogwarts

"That's right, that's right. The prefects are going to hold a meeting in the college today. Everyone, please line up, yes, line up." Louis clapped his hands and tried to organize.

However, he himself didn’t actually know what lining up meant, and because he had never organized any activities, his speech was weak and he seemed extremely weak.

But the little wizards around them still understood what it meant, but you call this a meeting? Is it necessary to block all intersections? This made them feel a little panicked.

However, under the command of the three prefects, they still moved lazily.

Among them, the senior pure-blood wizards were the quickest to respond. Anduin rarely had contact with other students, so others were not very sensitive to Anduin's orders.

But Anduin has been like a sharp sword hanging over their heads in the past two years, making them frightened all the time, so they move much faster than others.

Friends who are familiar with him, such as Vivian and Viren, although they don't know what he wants to do, are very cooperative.

Anduin looked at the people milling around and knew that he had to take command himself. The three prefects had no experience or courage at all, and even the lower-grade students acted like they were coaxing children.

"Now everyone listen to my command, take my right hand side as the benchmark, the edge is the first grade, go to the left grade from low to high, and face me in height from low to high. I only have 20 seconds for you. When the time comes,

If you haven’t stood up well in the end, you will be responsible for the consequences, 20, 19..."

Considering that it was indoors, Anduin lowered the volume of some loud spells, but when he spoke, he quietly cast some fear spells. Therefore, although his speech was not as loud as at the beginning, it gave people an inexplicable oppression.

feel.

Coupled with the countdown sounds, some little wizards who felt baffled or indifferent could not help but become nervous.

But they were used to being unorganized and alone. The sudden collective action left them at a loss for a while, and then it was like a vegetable market. Everyone was crowded together in order to move. Some young wizards could not find the team of their grade.

Stupidly spinning in place.

Anduin looked at the noisy scene and nodded. This was the right thing to do. He wasn't afraid that they would be nervous or make mistakes. These things could be adjusted slowly later, but he was afraid that they would be insensitive and unwilling to act.

The simplest formation actually contains the simplest principles, and you can simply observe their sense of purpose and mobility.

So Anduin just looked at the group of young wizards in front of him, sweating in haste to find his own queue, and huddled together, but still did not give direct instructions, but secretly slowed down the countdown, just to let them experience

The feeling of acting on your own and finding your own goals.

When the final countdown was over, all the wizards finally formed a complete queue, but it was crooked, with different spacing and different heights. It was very uncomfortable to see people, and there were many young wizards who stupidly stood in the wrong queue.

"You, you, you two are standing in the wrong queue. You are third graders, why are you in the fourth grade queue? And you two, you are sophomores, how come you are squeezed into the first grade queue.

"

Anduin looked at the queues and began to adjust the roll call one by one. He called the students who did not belong to the corresponding queues back to the corresponding queues. He also adjusted the formation according to height. It took half a minute to get the queues in order.

Some.

Finally, Anduin looked around at everyone present. In their eyes, he could see emotions such as confusion, curiosity, fear, nervousness, etc., but the numbness and confusion had disappeared a lot.

Anduin nodded with some satisfaction, then took out the record board and shouted loudly: "Now from the senior class to the junior class, the roll call begins. The one whose name is read will call, Velen Higgs..."

Velen was stunned when he heard this, and then immediately realized that he had been training under Anduin and was used to obeying Anduin's orders, so he instinctively shouted: "Here!"

With Velen cooperating as a role model, the subsequent roll call also became similar. When the other young wizards heard Anduin's call, although they occasionally reacted slowly, the progress was still smooth.

The series of operations performed by Anduin were just queues and roll calls, and there was no nutritious topic to talk about at all. However, although these actions were simple, they were very important foreshadowing.

Even if it is a response, it is not a small thing. It is a habit related to the subsequent interactions between the two parties. It can also create a sense of boundaries and cultivate their sense of obedience.

With the awareness of obedience as the foundation, it is conducive to the formulation of rules and systems, and it is easier to cultivate discipline later.

Moreover, the period of time when the call was made also gave them some time to calm down. These little wizards obviously became less nervous after responding.

"Very good, all members of Slytherin House are here. Let's officially start today's house meeting." Anduin put the record board and the pen in his hand together, put his hands behind his back, stood upright, and his eyes were sharp.

Scanning the crowd.

"I know that everyone has a lot of confusion and confusion in their hearts. They don't know why there is such a battle today, and they are also curious about what I am going to do. So, please keep quiet and I will answer everyone one by one."

Anduin's words reassured the young wizards present. At least they felt less nervous and fearful. Then they quietly stared at the solemn-faced young wizard on the steps.

"First of all, since there are many new students, let me introduce myself to everyone." Anduin glanced at the row of ages on the right.

"I am a fifth-year student, Anduin Wilson. I was appointed prefect this year under the orders of the dean and principal. At the same time, I know that in the eyes of many people, there are many strange nicknames, such as the ghost of the Snake House, the ghost of the Ministry of Magic.

Battle hero and so on, but I hope that from now on, you will just refer to me as Prefect Wilson or Prefect."

"I am not familiar with most of the people here, and can even be called strangers. Although I have been with most of them for a long time, I have never said a word to them. Many of them even don't know my full identity to this day.

What’s the name?”

"But these are not important, because in the next days when I am a prefect, everyone will face me often."

"Then, it's the main subject of today's academy meeting." Anduin once again looked around at the crowd with a blank expression. "Do you know why I arranged this special meeting today, and why I served as Slater?"

Lin’s prefect?”