Harry Potter and the Great Old Ones

Chapter 688 Training
“Good afternoon, little wizards and witches.” Sumarokov Romano straightened his back and said in almost accented English, “The Tyrells have already introduced me, so I think it’s unnecessary for me to waste our precious time introducing myself.”

"Now, students, please line up in rows of six and run around the Quidditch pitch with me to warm up. Then we'll begin the rest of today's Dark Arts practical class," Sumarokov Romano continued. "Since you may never have experienced similar physical training before, we'll start with a slow jog around the track. Okay, now—"

Sumarokov Romano blew the whistle hanging around his neck: "Line up!"

—The Tyrells quickly and neatly found their places, forming a line of six people per row, for a total of thirty-three rows.

However, things were much more chaotic for the young wizards.

Although they received basic black magic training from Tiera in the early stages, Tiera mainly focused on combat awareness and magical skills, without much emphasis on their obedience and discipline. After all—

Tiera herself was a person with poor obedience and discipline.

Therefore, although Tiera had undergone military training three times—in junior high, high school, and university—she had little experience or interest in building a team's obedience, organization, and discipline.

It's like how Tiera learned all the experimental procedures from books in her previous life, but never actually did them.

Therefore, Tiera believed that this task should be entrusted to more professional people.

For example, Sumarokov Romano, who received formal KGB training.

After about five or six minutes of bickering, the young wizards finally lined up in a rather uneven queue of six. Sumarokov Romano sighed helplessly.

"Alright, attention! Ready! Go!" Sumarokov Romano blew the whistle hanging on his chest, the sharp sound cutting across the entire Quidditch pitch. After blowing the whistle, Sumarokov Romano turned around and led the run.

Following behind Sumarokov Romano were groups of Tyella, and then groups of young wizards, though the group was somewhat scattered, they still maintained a formation.

About halfway down the jogging track, the young wizards' group completely scattered, splitting into countless small groups of three to five people. In the end, quite a few even walked to the finish line.

“A team like this wouldn’t last an hour on the battlefield.” After running a lap, Romano Sumarokov turned around and observed the young wizards.

“If I had the same abilities as them, I could kill half of them all by myself, and terrify the other half so much that they would never dare to show their faces before me again,” Sumarokov Romano said to one of the Tyra.

“Obedience, discipline, and a high degree of organization cannot be trained in just one or two lessons,” Tiera said with a smile. “I don’t even expect to build a wizard army that fully meets modern military standards in their generation.”

"I'm just letting them get familiar with firearms and ammunition right now," Tierra said with a smile. "And then..."

"Then act in a big show with me."

(End of this chapter)