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Ivan was urged for a while.
Aysia was listening so quietly, and when Ivan finished speaking, he stretched out his hand and rubbed his hair, and said with a smile.
"I will pay attention to help you watch them, don't worry about it here, you just need to study by yourself!"
However, I was a little curious about the training thod Ivan gave.
She can understand the battle exercises that she conducts every evening. This is to improve the strength of the wizards, but it is a bit of a mystery to let everyone practice running and standing with weights during the day.
"These two are to train their discipline and obedience!" Ivan said.
Ivan didn't know how the Ministry of Magic trained the Aurors, so he could only proceed from two directions to improve the personal strength and obedience of Fren and others!
Especially those wizards from Turnover Alley, who are used to being idle at ordinary tis, so they don't need to be trained. When they really need to fight, there may be soone who refuses to obey his orders.
"Muggles do this when they train the army. If you have ti, you can go to the Muggle bookstore to buy so related books. Although they are not wizards, they have so training skills that can be used!" Ivan Explained.
Aysia nodded thoughtfully. Like Ivan, she was involved in the training of wizards for the first ti. She really had no experience. It would be nice to buy a few books to improve her knowledge.
After explaining the training, Ivan reminded Aisia to be wary of those pure-blood wizards who had just surrendered, and don’t forget to send soone to stare at Nott...
Even so inconspicuous little things Ivan repeatedly ntioned.
"Understood, I will do these things even if you don't tell them!" Aixia squeezed Ivan's cheek helplessly, and said amusedly. "If nothing else, don't you go to bed? Don't see how late it is now... Don't you have to show your training thod tomorrow?"
Only then did Ivan feel more relieved, and yawned back to his small room...
......
In the early morning of the next day, after Ivan got up to wash, he called Fren to ask him to issue assembly instructions and start a new round of special training!
Perhaps it was because yesterday's battle practice lasted very late. Today, three wizards in a row failed to arrive on ti, including Joseph, who arrived the latest last ti.
When Ivan's gaze swept over, the late wizards and others tremblingly wanted to explain, but before they had ti to speak, they were interrupted by Ivan's words.
"I think I should have said very clearly before, there is no reason!"
Ivan's eagle-like eyes made the three wizards feel like falling into an ice cellar. They looked pale and thought about the punishnt they might suffer, and their bodies trembled from ti to ti.
Heartbroken? Or other black magic?
However, Ivan's so-called punishnt asures are not the sa as they thought. The rules are very simple. Be one minute late and stand in the army for one hour!
Just... this is it? !
Joseph was surprised at the ease of punishnt.
Don’t you just stand for a while? It doesn't seem to be too difficult, the slowest among them is only two minutes late, which ans standing for two hours at most...
"Fren, you are responsible for supervising them. If soone moves during this period, add another half an hour!" Ivan noticed the expressions of Joseph and the others, turned his head to look at Fren, and said with a sneer.
"Yes, Lord Hals!" Fren nodded and looked at Joseph pityingly.
Standing army posture Ivan had already demonstrated to him before. During the rest yesterday, Fren also tried it secretly himself, so he knew very well how difficult it is to keep it still for a few hours.
Pity belongs to pity, Fren didn't dare to neglect the slightest, and imdiately took Joseph and the others out of the crowd, and then regulated their posture.
"Put your hands... stand at attention, close your waist... yes, that's it! Joseph, don't you have eyes? See how they do it..."
Under Fren's reprimand and correction, Joseph and the three wizards quickly stood aside in a standard military posture.
"From now on you'd better not let see you move!" Fren warned.
Several hapless wizards wanted to nod their heads but did not dare to move, for fear that Fren would find an excuse to increase the duration.
Joseph was the most relaxed, because this ti he was only more than a minute late. In other words, just standing for more than an hour is enough!
However, with the passage of ti, the relaxed expression on Joseph's face gradually disappeared, and his complexion beca more and more ugly. He felt that he had been standing for a long ti, his legs were sore, and he was about to lose his feet.
More importantly, it's sumr now, even if it's not noon, it's amazingly hot.
Joseph felt that his back was wet with sweat, and so beads of sweat slip from his forehead from ti to ti and seep into his clothes. Itchy and uncomfortable...
Joseph wanted to reach out and scratch, and wipe the sweat from his forehead, but he still rembered Fren’s warning and did not dare to move at all. He just turned his attention to Fren’s body, wanting to know how long it has been. Up.
Fren didn't speak at all, standing in place like a wood, staring at them.
The next minute and second were like torture, and the worst thing was that Joseph didn't know how long it would take to end!
In this entanglent, a drop of sweat dripped from the protective eyebrows into his eyes. Joseph couldn't help blinking his eyes quickly, and his body shook slightly under the influence.
Joseph's face changed, and he cried secretly, stabilizing his figure as quickly as possible, hoping that Fren didn't see it.
It's a pity that his reaction was a little late, and Fran's ruthless voice ca over.
"Add half an hour! Now there are fifty minutes left!"
Hearing this, Joseph's mind was dumbfounded, and he almost fell to the ground, very upset in his heart.
If it hadn’t been for this extra ti the penalty would be over in another twenty minutes, but now he has to wait another full fifty minutes!
After standing for so long, Joseph felt that he was about to endure to the limit.
And as ti goes by, his state gets worse, which ans he may make more mistakes, which is undoubtedly an infinite loop.
He finally realized the horror of this kind of punishnt. In contrast, Joseph was even more willing to suffer a heart-piercing curse. At least it would co more joyously...
The only thing that made Joseph feel fortunate was that he was not the only one who was punished. The two wizards who stood together soon followed in their own footsteps. The hapless one violated the rules three tis in a row.
Thinking about this, Joseph felt a little better in his heart, because he was not the one who was punished the longest...
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