The Admiral of Hogwarts

Being able to meet the Weasley twins at this time was indeed a pleasant surprise, but all that could be done now was to get acquainted, leaving a seed for deeper friendship and communication later on. After all, they weren't in the same house or year level, and they were complete strangers before. So, everything had to be taken slowly and steadily.

When Sunday arrived the next day, Hugo, after reading and having lunch as usual, Hermoine felt unwell and went back to the dormitory for a nap. Veneto then dragged Hugo to the eighth floor of the castle. On one wall of this place hung a huge tapestry of Barnabas the Barmy trying to teach trolls ballet, while the other side was a blank wall.

When Veneto dragged Hugo to this place, he found that Firefly was already waiting there. Seeing Hugo's arrival, Firefly excitedly pounced on him and hugged him.

"Firefly hasn't talked to Hugo much this week, so Firefly wants a hug."

Considering that Dumbledore, as the recognized headmaster of the school, could mobilize all the portraits in the castle as his eyes and ears, even if he was busy and wouldn't stare at the surveillance screen like a security guard, some necessary precautions still had to be taken. For example, in most areas of the castle, the ship girls would not salute, nor would they call Hugo admiral or commander.

"Okay, hug." After hugging Firefly and exchanging cheek kisses, Hugo took a step back and looked at the two ship girls curiously. "By the way, what did you call me here for today?" As Hugo spoke, a worm-eaten troll stopped beating the ballet teacher and turned to stare at them.

"We think you should exercise your body properly, otherwise, even if you have a sufficient physical foundation, you can only exert up to 13% of your body's potential," Veneto said with a serious face. "Of course, if you don't want to, then forget it. We will definitely not force you."

After Veneto finished speaking, Firefly also nodded earnestly on the side to show her support for Veneto's boss-like view. As a ship girl, she supported all methods that could make her admiral stronger.

"Your suggestion is excellent. I'll leave the exercise to you from now on." After listening to Veneto's suggestion, Hugo nodded in agreement. Not to mention that as an adult, he knew the importance of keeping his body in good shape, but just to save his life in future wars, he had to exercise well.

Don't think that wizards just release magic at each other when they fight, but physical fitness and footwork are also extremely important. Except for top wizards of Dumbledore's or Voldemort's level who can calmly stand their ground and output magic to kill the enemy, most wizards often need to dodge when facing hostile magic.

Especially when facing a spell that you don't understand or can't block at all, dodging seems more reasonable than trying to resist it with magic. After all, spells that can't hit are unlikely to cause any damage, even if they hit a wall.

So, having a good body is very important. If your legs and feet are not agile or you are not good at sports, it is easy for your brain and body to become uncoordinated when dodging those dangerous spells, and then be hit by those spells because of this.

"Very good, next we should find a suitable sports venue." Veneto said, looking at the blank wall, "Moving and running in the corridors like we usually do can't meet our requirements, so we need some more professional venues to complete those exercises, such as here. I found a good place in the library of our house's common room."

Then Veneto said in a low voice: "Now I need to walk across this wall three times, concentrating on what we need." As she spoke, Veneto did as she said, walking to the window at one end of the blank wall, turning back, and then turning back at the vase as tall as a person at the other end. After three times, a very smooth door appeared on the wall.

"It should be okay, right? I don't know how wizards would understand our requirements, which purely belong to ordinary people, but now that it can be conjured, it should mean that there shouldn't be any big problems." Saying this, Veneto shrugged, then reached out and grabbed the copper handle and opened the door.

After entering the room, Hugo found that this was a huge space that looked as big as a church. A small part of it was furnished with tables and chairs, some metal sports equipment that looked like it was from 100 years ago, and a row of wooden boxes. Walking forward and opening one of the boxes, Hugo found that it contained a lot of soft pads and protective gear for sports.

And on the side of the room, there was a small door, which was now open, and you could see a washroom with shower facilities inside, which should be used for cleaning after exercise.

"Why are there such antiques here?" At this time, Firefly's exclamation also came from the other side. Hugo looked in the direction of the sound and saw Firefly holding an old muzzle-loading flintlock gun in her hand. "It's still a short Brown Bess, which used to be the standard equipment of the British Royal Marines. Of course, I mean 150 years ago."

It is not very strange that there are firearms inside Hogwarts, because according to the school history, in 1876, the caretaker Rancorous Carpe carefully arranged traps to drive away Peeves, and these traps included broken glass scattered on the corridors, as well as some traditional cold weapons such as scimitars and crossbows, as well as a short gun and a small cannon.

And what is now appearing in front of Hugo and the others is a standard 19th-century shooting range and sports center. After laying soft cushions on the ground and warming up, Veneto threw a set of protective gear over. "Next is the most important combat training. I think you should have mastered how to fight when you obtained that avatar. But there is still a certain distance between this mastery and actual combat, and sparring is the best way to make up for this."

Speaking of this, Veneto looked at Hugo's suddenly unsightly face, and then said: "Of course, in sparring, we will only use the same power as you."

"If that's the case, then let's begin." Hugo finally breathed a sigh of relief after hearing that Veneto would not use the ship girl's power. But thinking about it, if Veneto used her ship girl's power, there would be no way to cultivate Hugo's combat level.

The next training, or rather, the one-sided beating, lasted for an afternoon. It has to be said that as the embodiment of the most advanced weapons of an era, these ship girls have combat levels far exceeding humans. Even if Veneto and Firefly suppressed their power to the same level as Lawen, or even a little lower, they could easily beat Hugo.

"Very good, I can feel your progress." Half an hour before dinner, Veneto finally stopped practicing and nodded in satisfaction. "I think you should have mastered those knowledge about fighting now, right?"

"That's right." Now Hugo felt pain all over, so he simply lay down on the soft cushion. "I can feel that those knowledge that was originally only in my mind has now been mastered almost completely."

When he obtained the avatar of that non-chief admiral, Hugo also obtained a series of memories about combat. However, having knowledge in this area in your mind and actually being good at combat are two completely different things. But now, through this kind of practice, he quickly mastered his power.

"Now it seems that the training on firearms can only be put off until next time." After raising her wrist and looking at her watch, Veneto said with a slight regret. "Now let's clean up and prepare to have dinner."