Chapter 541 Fortunately, I’m Not the One Who Was Punished the Longest

Ivan gave me many warnings for a while.

Asia was listening quietly on the side, and after Ivan finished speaking, she reached out and rubbed his hair and said with a smile.

"I will keep an eye on them for you. Don't worry about this. Just focus on your studies!"

However, Asia was a little curious about the training method given by Ivan.

She could understand the battle practice that was held every evening to improve the strength of the wizards, but it was a bit of a mystery to have everyone practice running with weights and standing in military positions during the day.

"These two items are to train their discipline and obedience!" Ivan said.

Ivan didn't know how the Ministry of Magic trained those Aurors, so he could only start from two directions to improve the personal strength and obedience of Flan and others!

Especially those wizards who were born in Knockturn Alley. They are used to being idle. If they don't train them properly, when they really need to fight, some people may be disloyal and refuse to obey his orders.

"This is what Muggles do when they train the army. If you have time, you can go to a Muggle bookstore and buy some related books. Although they are not wizards, some training techniques can still be used universally!" Ivan Explaining in words.

Asia nodded thoughtfully. Like Ivan, this was her first time involved in training wizards. She really didn't have much experience. It would be a good idea to buy a few books to enhance her knowledge in this area.

After explaining the training, Ivan asked Asia to remember to be wary of those pure-blood wizards who had just surrendered, and not to forget to send people to keep an eye on Nott.

Ivan mentioned even some inconspicuous little things repeatedly.

"I know, I will do these things even if you don't tell me!" Aisia pinched Ivan's cheek helplessly and said funny. "If there's nothing else, why don't you go to bed quickly? Don't you have to show me your training method tomorrow regardless of how late it is?"

Ivan felt more relieved and returned to his small room with a yawn.

Early the next morning, after Ivan got up and washed up, he called Fulen and asked him to issue the assembly order to start a new round of special training!

Perhaps because the battle practice lasted until very late yesterday, three wizards failed to arrive on time today, including Yoser, who was the last to arrive last time.

When Ivan's eyes glanced over, the late wizards and others tremblingly wanted to explain, but before they had time to speak, they were interrupted by Ivan's words.

"I think I should have made it clear before, there is no reason!"

Ivan's eagle-like eyes made the three wizards feel like they were falling into an ice cellar. Their faces were pale, thinking about the punishment they might suffer, and their bodies were shaking from time to time.

Cutting out the bones? Or is it other black magic?

However, Ivan's so-called punishment measures were different from what they thought. The rules were very simple. If you are late for one minute, you will stand still for an hour!

That's it? !

Josel was surprised at the ease of the punishment.

Don't you just stand for a while? It didn't seem to be difficult. The slowest among them was only two minutes late, which meant that they had only been standing for two hours at most.

"Fulun, you are responsible for supervising them. If anyone moves during this period, another half hour will be added!" Ivan noticed the expressions of Yossel and others, then turned to look at Fulun and said with a sneer.

"Yes, Sir Hals!" Fulen nodded and looked at Joseph with pity.

Ivan had already demonstrated the military posture to him before, and Fulen secretly tried it himself during the break yesterday, so he knew very well how difficult it was to maintain this posture without moving for several hours.

Pity is pity, Fulen didn't dare to show any slightness, and immediately picked up Joseph and others from the crowd, and then regulated their postures.

"Place your hands and stand at attention, close your waist, that's it! Joseph, don't you have eyes? Look at what they do."

Under Fulen's rebuke and correction, Joseph and the other three wizards quickly stood upright in a standard military posture.

"From now on you'd better not let me see you move!" Flan warned.

Several unlucky wizards wanted to nod but did not dare to move, for fear that Fulen would find an excuse to increase the duration.

Joseph was the most relaxed, because this time he was only more than a minute late. In other words, he only had to stand for more than an hour!

However, as time passed, the relaxed expression on Yoser's face gradually disappeared, and his complexion became more and more ugly. He felt that he had been standing for a long time, his legs were sore, and he was about to lose his balance.

What's more important is that it's summer now, even if it's not noon, it's still incredibly hot.

Yoser felt that his back was already wet with sweat, and some beads of sweat slipped from his forehead from time to time and seeped into his clothes, making it itchy and uncomfortable.

Joseph wanted to reach out and scratch it and wipe the sweat on his forehead, but he still remembered Fulen's warning and did not dare to move at all. He just turned his eyes to Fulen, wanting to know how long it had been. .

Fulen didn't speak at all, standing there like a piece of wood, staring at them.

The next minute and second were like torture, and the worst part was that Joseph didn’t know how long it would take for it to end!

In the midst of this tangle, a drop of sweat dripped from the protection through his eyebrows into his eyes. Joseph couldn't help blinking his eyes quickly several times, and his body shook slightly due to the impact.

Joseph's expression changed, and he screamed secretly. He stabilized his body as quickly as possible, hoping that Fulen didn't see it.

Unfortunately, his reaction was a little late, and Fulen's ruthless voice came over.

"Add half an hour! There are still fifty minutes left!"

Hearing this, Joseph was confused and almost fell to the ground, feeling very upset.

Without this overtime, the punishment would have ended in another twenty minutes, but now he had to wait another full fifty minutes!

After standing for so long, Yoser felt that he was about to reach the limit of his endurance.

And the further time goes by, the worse his condition becomes, which means he may make more mistakes. This is undoubtedly an endless cycle.

He finally realized the horror of this kind of punishment. In comparison, Joseph was even more willing to receive a Cruciatus Curse, which would at least be more painful.

The only thing that made Joseph feel lucky was that he was not the only one who was punished. The two wizards who were punished together soon followed in his footsteps. The most unlucky one broke the rules three times in a row.

Thinking this way, Joseph felt a little better, because he was not the one who had been punished the longest.

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