8th years came into the room.
"Grab a pair of gym cloths and follow me." I said. They quickly grab a pair of cloths and followed me to the little shack I have in there.
"You've got to be serious not everyone can fit in that." Said a Slytherin boy. I rolled my eyes.
"What's your name?" I ask.
"Draco, Draco Malfoy." He said.
"Well mr. Malfoy correct me if I'm wrong you were raised in the wizardry world. You have magic. Yet you seem to fail that you speak before you think and study. If you would enter that building you would find two hundred student can fit in that." I said. Gryffindor started to laugh.
I look at them with an emotionless face.
"We'll get in and get changed we have work to do." I said. They ran I started them doing pull ups and pacers. By the end most threw up their breakfast, soaked in sweat or lying on the floor. I dismissed them and walked back to my class room and conjured more work out cloths. The bell rang and students entered the room.
"Grab this classes uniform from the table and follow me." I said. They did so and followed me. They went into the building I created and told them to find their locket with their name and get changed. Wands must stay in locker. I got them started on the same thing as I did the others. They ended in the same shape also.
"As a tip eat healthy food. As home work I want a five inch essay on ways and goals of how to get better in my class. You would be physically and mentally prepared for the outside world by the end of the year. Your dismissed." I said.
By dinner the students wince when they walk or even move. All the teachers look at me.
"I made them do basics. It was just running and pulling their body weight off the ground." I said with a shrug.
"Besides if they do well in my class quiditch will be easier and it will help them get better." I said with a smile.
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Gathering Deep
FanfictionWhat if everyone he loved died. His mother, Paul, The Seven, Nico, Thalia, and many more campers. He came home from the War to find his Mother and Paul murdered with a note from Tartarus. What if he has a uncle in the Avengers. Will they save him or...
