Chapter Seventy-Eight: Someday, I'll Be Like You......
The fog from the brief light rain of the early morning quickly cleared, and the bright sunlight shone unobstructed on the open field in front of Hagrid's hut.
Next to Hagrid's hut, a large chunk of deliberately swept and flattened ground was littered with black wizards' robes—not all of them, to be exact.
The robes stacked on the ground were clearly divided into two categories, one was a pile of clothes that were randomly rubbed and thrown together in the corner, and the other was neatly stacked, neatly side by side, occupying most of the area.
On the "main playground" on the other side, the first-year wizards who took off their robes and wore only the uniforms of the Knitting Academy were panting and crossed their waists, standing or sitting on the ground, and their faces were not as relaxed as before.
Just after the [Magic Posture] training program, Elena performed [Magic Posture 2 - Squatting] [Nature Release - 50 Meters Round-Trip Run] in one breath like a broken jar, and each of them actually endured an additional 50% of the training intensity.
"It's scary......"
Harry, who sat on the ground, swallowed unconsciously, staring in amazement at the silver figure that continued to run back and forth in the field with great energy.
"That's right, Dumbledore is crazy, who else but Sister Elena can complete these projects. ”
Draco Malfoy, who was sitting next to Harry, nodded weakly, a lock of pale blonde hair wet with sweat on his forehead, he had been pampered since he was a child, and he had not been able to keep up with Elena's training intensity since the second project.
Most pure-blood wizards, or weak children like Harry, felt as if their legs had detached from their bodies - according to Elena, they were starting to freeze and needed to rest.
To be precise, there are not even ten young wizards who can follow Elena to complete the enhanced version of [Magic Posture 2 - Squat].
After all, even if she is not a half-wizard with giant blood like Hagrid, Elena, who has the blood of Meiwa, still has the basic physical qualities of her peers.
Not to mention, as one of the two pillars of the orphanage, Elena also practiced boxing with Benitez since she was a child, moved bricks when building the orphanage, usually fought with lake fish, and occasionally led group fights......
At least, after one person beats a Crab and a Goyle, the rest of the strength plus a little Malfoy will not be panting.
Of course, as the half-breed little Meiwa grew older, the physical enhancement caused by the genes of magical creatures almost gradually stagnated, and more changes began to appear on her magic.
"Whew...... No, not anymore. What the hell did she grow up eating? ”
After a while, Hermione gasped and said in a hoarse voice, and sat down heavily on the grass beside the two of them, her face full of unwillingness.
After sitting down, she felt as if her feet were filled with lead stones, and her lungs felt like they were about to burn.
Even the basic project of [Nature Release - 50 Meters Round Trip] has not been completed, and Hermione no longer has the energy left to continue running with Elena, let alone the subsequent additional projects.
"One day, I will be like the head of the eldest sister......"
It wasn't long before Hannah came to Hermione's side, bent down in some pain, clubbed her knees with both hands, and pressed her golden braids weakly against her sweaty cheeks, biting her lip and stubbornly.
Hannah always thought that she had been helping her family in the Leaky Cauldron since she was a child, and even if she didn't have too dazzling talent in magic classes, at least she was not weaker than everyone else in terms of endurance and physical strength, until she met ......
"The last round trip, the end!"
Elena shook her long silver hair with ease, straightened up and adjusted her breathing a little, then returned to her normal breathing rate, and wiped the fine sweat from her forehead nonchalantly.
Although she was accidentally arranged by Dumbledore, the 150% training intensity was delusional to consume her energy, which was too contemptuous.
"My physical fitness is a little too weak—"
Elena glanced around, and in the end, except for a little boy with a round face with a flushed face, who was still gritting his teeth, and insisted on completing the last fifty-meter round trip at a speed that was not much faster than walking.
She still overestimated the physical fitness of these children, even if it was only according to the intensity of military training in the first year of junior high school, except for Hannah and Neville, no one else could complete all the content.
"So, the next project ......"
Hagrid looked at the parchment in his hand with some hesitation. According to the original plan, two sets of static [Magic Stance] and three sets of dynamic [Nature Release] training items were required every morning.
"Take a break for the time being, replace it with something else. I'll talk to Professor Dumbledore about this later. Anyway, the grading content is all skill items in the afternoon. ”
Elena looked at the little weak chickens around her who were crooked and on the verge of sudden death, and rubbed her brows with some headaches.
She suddenly realized that in addition to the lack of regular natural subjects, there was another very important difference between young wizards born in the wizarding world and non-magical students—physical education.
Without the transition of physical education classes, the wizards who live at home and in the castle all year round may not have too much of a problem to simply stand, squat, and walk, but when it comes to sports of a certain intensity, the shortcomings of the usual lack of exercise are exposed.
Judging from this situation, she is a little worried about whether the project requirements for the senior year will be a little too high.
But I think the teachers of each subject should be able to adjust it flexibly, and with magical magic assistance, even if you accidentally suffer from heat stroke or faint from exhaustion, it can be solved by a simple [wake up quickly].
Compared to the other grades, neither she nor Hagrid had the magical ability to deal with unexpected situations. Therefore, Elena did not correct and demand some lazy behaviors of the little wizards due to fatigue, and most of them just turned a blind eye and let them go gently.
In the next few days, it would be better to start with a more basic junior high school physical education program, after all, these children trust her so much, and Elena is embarrassed to toss them too much.
Elena turned around and walked back with a relaxed footstep, her gaze slowly sweeping over the nearly wiped out first-year freshmen, her eyes resting on the little wizards who were slumped on the ground, and frowning.
You must know that you can't sit down and rest immediately after running violently.
This will hinder the blood return of the lower limbs, affect blood circulation, and deepen muscle fatigue, and in severe cases, gravitational shock will occur.
"Stand up quickly, after strenuous exercise, you can't sit on the ground right away!"
As she spoke, Elena reached out and effortlessly pulled Hermione, who was slumped on the ground, up, and at the same time stretched out her toes and kicked Draco and Harry next to Hermione's little Lori a little roughly.
"Hagrid, come over here and grab the handles, pull all these guys up lying on the ground—if you don't want to see a student in a wheelchair for the rest of their lives. ”
At this moment, a unique tune suddenly came from the castle in the distance, and Dumbledore's voice appeared in everyone's ears.
"All teachers and students should please pay attention to ......"
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The head hurts so much⊙ ▽ ⊙, two days and three more beasts degenerate, and the single more round-faced fat chicken......