"The Unexpected Instructor"

"The Unexpected Instructor"

Right after freeing the Aurors, the group approached Stephen to congratulate him.

"Boss, that was awesome. I didn't know you could multiply like Misty."

"For real. Having so many bosses is terrifying."

The twins, who were the first to arrive, happily surrounded him as they spoke.

"Although, the violin concert was a bit extra. It was fantastic magic; you have to teach me later," said Fleur with a smile as she handed him a handkerchief to wipe the sweat and some scratches on his face.

Harry, for his part, was rather quiet, but determination shone in his eyes. Perhaps he was encouraged to train more and learn.

"I must say, that was incredible, kid. You faced ten of the best Aurors with ease, and it was clear you were holding back a lot. Though, from what I see, you barely have any magic left," said Moody as he approached, limping, his magical eye scanning Stephen as if analyzing every molecule.

"Well, Eldritch magic consumes a lot of mana since it's designed to be connected to a battery that later charges you taxes," Stephen said with a tired smile, remembering the magical contracts required for Vishanti to lend him magic.

"Battery? Taxes?" Moody, obviously not understanding, asked automatically.

"You just need to know that it costs a lot of mana and stamina. That's why we also train our bodies and not just spells," Stephen said, changing the subject.

As they spoke, the Aurors who had been helped, those who were defeated, and those who had woken up after being knocked out approached Stephen in a group.

"Sir— Mr. Stephen. You demonstrated a high level of magic and control, even your friends, who haven't finished school yet... please, teach us how to fight," said John as he lowered his head in a sign of request, followed by all the Aurors behind him, surprising Stephen and the group.

Not knowing what to say, Stephen looked at Moody, who responded with a triumphant smile.

"(This one-eyed old man got me. He reminds me of Fury.)" Thinking about Moody's smile, Stephen felt a déjà vu.

"Uh, you do know I'm a student, right?" Stephen asked as he looked at the Auror team.

"Sir, we know. But the level you possess is something where age doesn't matter," John responded quickly, without an ounce of shame.

"Fine... I'll train you during the holidays. Damn, and here I thought I'd get to have fun," Stephen said, giving in and thinking that when Voldemort revived, he'd rather have capable people on Hogwarts' side.

"Thank you, sir," all the Aurors responded in unison.

"Don't worry, kid. I'll ask Amelia to give you a legal position as a trainer and honorary Auror so you can help in combat," Moody said as he quickly began walking toward Amelia's office.

"Wait, old one-eye! Teaching them is one thing, but helping... damn it, listen to me!" Stephen tried to stop Moody, but he ignored him, leaving him shouting alone while everyone else watched.

With dark clouds in his head, Stephen looked at everyone and, with a bit of irritation in his voice, said:

"Alright, first, everyone needs to train their bodies, so let's start with 50 laps around the field," he said without a hint of mercy.

"B-Boss, we have to go. Mom must have finished cooking."

"Yeah, that's right, and I think Dad needed help with his car."

The twins tried to run away quickly, only to be stopped by Stephen by the shoulders.

"What are you talking about? You two need to train too. And take Harry with you," he said with an evil smile, while Harry, who heard his name, wondered why he was being dragged into this when he had been silent the whole time, as the twins pulled him along.

"Fleur, take care of things for a moment. I'm going to talk to Madam Amelia," Stephen told Fleur, like an order.

"Yes, da— I mean, yes, Stephen, don't worry," said Fleur, blushing slightly, almost slipping into calling him like her mother calls her father after making him angry.

Something Stephen wisely ignored as he headed toward Amelia's office, mainly to talk about the Auror gear he had commissioned, which was obviously already finished. And maybe to try to avoid getting those positions Moody had promised along the way. Which, of course, he was too late for.

"If you're looking for Moody, he's already gone. He made me sign your papers and left quickly. Although there will be complaints about hiring a young man to train Aurors, I don't think many They can say whatever they want about the King of the Dueling Field, right?" said Amelia, watching Stephen enter with a grim expression.

"Ah, whatever. I'll train them during the holidays. I came for the Aurors' supplies," he said, tossing a bag onto Amelia's desk.

"You're already done? That was fast. We thought it would take months," Amelia said, checking the contents of the bag.

"They're just wristbands, though I also added a compartment for wands. But that's a gift from me," Stephen replied as he watched Amelia take one out and try it on.

"Then I must thank you. This will be a great help, and with you teaching them how to use it, I think it'll be perfect for the Auror corps," Amelia said with a smile.

"Alright. I'm heading back to training. Looks like it's going to be a busy holiday," Stephen said as he left the office, realizing there was no escaping now. Though maybe working with the Aurors wasn't such a bad thing. After all, they had a significant influence in the wizarding world.

"Well, in any case, the only thing I was planning for these holidays was to play in the amusement park that just got finished," Stephen muttered as he walked toward the Aurors, who were running on the verge of collapse.

"Alright, everyone, we have about three to four months of training, as that's how long my holidays last. I'll have to train you hard. Unfortunately, you'll suffer a bit, at least for the first month, to establish a base for your muscle mass."

"For adults, learning Eldritch magic is more complicated since you're used to common magic. Therefore, every time we train, you'll be wearing anti-magic bracelets at all times."

"What?!"

"Damn!"

"Is that necessary, instructor?" asked John. Wizards had naturally resilient bodies due to the magic flowing through them, and using anti-magic restraints was like weakening their very essence.

"Yes. Not only will it help you build better stamina and endurance, but it'll also prevent you from instinctively using magic. By the third month, everyone should be trained to use Eldritch magic... And for those who aren't, hehe, well, I hope we don't have to go there," Stephen said with a malicious smile, sending chills down everyone's spines.

"Alright, since you've already run and warmed up, it's time to learn hand-to-hand combat and weapon techniques. Oh, by the way, you'll be wearing weights. Five kilos will be added every week, so keep that in mind," he said with a grin while pulling out anti-magic shackles given to him by Fleur—shackles usually used by Aurors to arrest criminals—and conjuring five-kilo weights.

"Was it a good idea to ask him to train us?"

"I'm already regretting it."

"Will we even survive these four months?"

"Stop complaining and put the gear on," John quickly told his teammates.

As everyone began strapping on the weights and shackles, Stephen spoke with the twins and Fleur.

"Fleur, I might need your help training the women, so it'd be great if you stayed with us over the holidays," Stephen told Fleur, who accepted immediately.

"What about us, head instructor?"

"Do you need us to stay, boss instructor?" the twins asked in sync, joking as always. It seemed running no longer fazed them, and they even managed to give Stephen a new nickname.

"You two help the old man with the amusement park. If we're lucky, we'll open it next year. You can come train if you want. And take Harry with you—the Ministry isn't a good place for him," Stephen said, looking at the three of them.

"Why not, boss Stephen? Wouldn't the Ministry be a safe place?" Harry asked quickly.

"Idiot. If it were safe, they wouldn't have sent you to the Muggle world with barely any notice," Stephen shot back.

"What?! What do you mean?"

"You see, Harry, even though the Ministry was against the Dark Lord, there were many spies—Moody, the guy with the weird eye, caught a lot of them. And I wouldn't be surprised if there are still some left," Stephen explained, clearing Harry's doubts and making sure he wouldn't put too much trust in the Ministry of Magic.

"Is that why you always seem to hate it?" Harry asked, recalling how Stephen constantly complained about the Minister and his 'bloodsuckers.'

"Yes and no. Maybe. Well, it's not just a business matter," Stephen said, confusing everyone.

"Alright, go with the twins. You already have a room on Flamel Island, but if you want, you can visit the Weasley house," Stephen said, reassuring the boy.

"Of course, Harry, you can come play with Ron."

"Ginny will be thrilled. Just don't bring your dragon mount," the twins said happily, remembering Ginny's stories about Harry.

"I already said I don't have a dragon," Harry muttered softly, giving up, since he'd read several of the stories about him—something that both surprised and embarrassed him.

"Remember to keep training with Fred and George. And you two, make sure Ron trains too. Don't let him slack off," Stephen reminded the twins before quickly dismissing them, staying behind with Fleur to continue training the Aurors...

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