I'm a priest at Hogwarts
Chapter 103 The old fox meets the little fox
"Minerva, since the matter has been resolved, let's leave it like this for now. You take Mr. Malfoy back first. I still have something to talk to Orlando about."
There was something in Dumbledore's words, and Orlando's brows jumped. It seemed that he wanted to settle accounts with his future wife.
After Snape left the office with his godson, Dumbledore took out his wand and pointed at the table and asked:
"any drinks?"
"Coffee, thanks."
After taking a sip of coffee, Orlando said nothing, he was waiting.
Dumbledore didn't seem to be in a hurry to speak. He took out a box of candy and placed it on the table.
"Heap of cockroaches, would you like some?"
These are candies that look exactly like cockroaches. If no one told you, you might think they are cockroaches.
Orlando picked one up and took a bite. It was crispy and sweet, like a candy man.
"It tastes good, but it's too sweet. Eating too much is bad for your teeth."
"Haha, it's rare that you don't hate it. Sometimes when you get older, you can't do what you want, so I just want to enjoy it more while my body is still strong."
Dumbledore seemed very happy, but what he said seemed to mean something, and Orlando couldn't help but feel suspicious.
After a while, Dumbledore finished eating the candy and took a sip of milk tea. As if he suddenly remembered something, he suddenly asked:
"What do you think of Voldemort's current state?"
"Voldemort? Isn't he dead?" Orlando said, pretending to be suspicious.
"You fought against him last year. You know that it is difficult to kill him in his current state." Dumbledore was noncommittal.
"I have discussed this matter with my teacher, but there is no specific answer. Voldemort seems to be wandering between life and death, invisible but real. It is difficult to understand his current state." Orlando, who cannot spoil, had to Come up with the teacher's guess.
"Nicholas Flamel." Dumbledore's wise eyes revealed some doubts.
"Yes, the teacher doesn't understand what is going on, because I have fought with him before, and the teacher judged that if Voldemort's current state is not changed, his soul will naturally disappear in less than ten years. It’s his judgment.”
"Ten years? This is good news. The only thing to worry about is that I'm afraid it won't be ten years." After hearing this, Dumbledore muttered.
"Why do you say that, Professor?" Orlando asked puzzledly. He was familiar with the plot and knew that Voldemort would be resurrected in a few years, but Dumbledore didn't know. Why was he so sure?
"Prophecy, Orlando, a prophecy about Harry and Voldemort." Dumbledore felt that there was nothing to hide about Orlando. He continued: "There was once a prophecy master who made a prophecy about Harry. The first half has already been Realized, the second half..." Dumbledore stopped, hesitated, and did not continue.
"Professor Sybill Trelawney?"
"is her."
"I understand your concerns. Prophecies have great variability, so the fewer people know about it, the better. I guess this is why you spare no effort to cultivate Harry Potter, right?"
Dumbledore's eyes lit up and he seemed a little afraid.
"You are very smart Orlando, you can easily see through my purpose."
"No, professor, it's not that I am smart, but that you have always regarded me as a junior and have never concealed it in front of me, so I can understand this." Orlando didn't want to be targeted by this old fox, so he hurriedly He said in a lowered posture.
"I hope you can understand the urgent heart of a centenarian and help Harry when necessary."
"I will, Professor, Harry is my friend. Isn't it right for friends to help each other?"
Orlando was wary and gave Dumbledore a neutral answer without rejecting or giving a clear answer.This reminded him of Nico Flamel's reminder to him before returning to school - don't be someone else's pawn.
"Very well, Orlando, I hope you can keep our conversation confidential today, especially Harry, can you understand me?"
"It's understandable, Professor. Children of this age will always be a little rebellious. The more arranged it is, the more they will go against it." Orlando nodded in understanding.
"If I hadn't been sitting across from me, I would have thought that the person talking to me was an old ghost of several decades." Dumbledore said jokingly.
Dumbledore's joke startled Orlando. You must know that he has a 30-year-old soul in his teenage body. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is an old ghost.
Fortunately, his soul magic is the best at controlling emotions, without showing any flaws.
After drinking the coffee in his hand, Orlando was about to say goodbye.
Dumbledore suddenly said: "You don't like Lockhart too?"
"Yes, Professor, I think Lockhart is a pushy liar with no real talent. I don't understand why you hired such a professor?" Orlando did not hide his disdain for Lockhart.
"There is no other way. Professor Quirrell's incident last year brought disrepute to the Defense Against the Dark Arts class at Hogwarts. It is too difficult to find a suitable person." Dumbledore sighed, "I hope you You can understand my difficulties and forgive Lockhart for once. He came to me crying and told me that there was a plot in the office. Someone attacked him with lightning and turned him bald. He could not face the students in this image. , facing the public, so he is not qualified for the position of Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts, so he submitted his resignation to me, do you understand what I mean?"
Orlando's eyes twitched. Lockhart must be too cowardly to give up on such a small thing. According to Dumbledore, if no one takes up the post of Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, he must be replaced. , Orlando didn’t want to incur a curse on himself, let alone waste time on teaching and copywriting, he said decisively.
"Professor, I understand what you mean. I will find the attacker and let him restore Professor Lockhart to his original appearance before dark tomorrow."
Why not today? That's because Orlando is still angry.
Obviously understanding what he said, Dumbledore nodded with satisfaction.
"Go ahead and warn the attacker for me. This is a school after all, and you still have to pay attention to the impact. I won't punish him this time, but it won't be the same next time."
"Yes, Professor, I will definitely bring you."
After leaving the principal's office, Orlando touched the cold sweat on his forehead. It was really not easy to deal with this old fox.
Because Orlando didn't come to class, Hermione was worried all afternoon. After class, she ran out without even picking up her schoolbag.
Orlando, who had known she would be worried, did not go back to his own dormitory, but read a book in the common room.
"Orlando, are you okay?"
"It's okay, Dumbledore warned me and then let me go."
"It's okay. I was so worried all afternoon that I didn't even attend class well." Hermione pouted.
Orlando looked at her cute look and couldn't help but kiss her.
"Ouch, what are you doing!" Hermione hurriedly looked around, and then felt relieved after making sure there was no one else. "It's not good to be seen."
"What's wrong? Love isn't allowed in school." Orlando held her hand with a playful smile.
There was something in Dumbledore's words, and Orlando's brows jumped. It seemed that he wanted to settle accounts with his future wife.
After Snape left the office with his godson, Dumbledore took out his wand and pointed at the table and asked:
"any drinks?"
"Coffee, thanks."
After taking a sip of coffee, Orlando said nothing, he was waiting.
Dumbledore didn't seem to be in a hurry to speak. He took out a box of candy and placed it on the table.
"Heap of cockroaches, would you like some?"
These are candies that look exactly like cockroaches. If no one told you, you might think they are cockroaches.
Orlando picked one up and took a bite. It was crispy and sweet, like a candy man.
"It tastes good, but it's too sweet. Eating too much is bad for your teeth."
"Haha, it's rare that you don't hate it. Sometimes when you get older, you can't do what you want, so I just want to enjoy it more while my body is still strong."
Dumbledore seemed very happy, but what he said seemed to mean something, and Orlando couldn't help but feel suspicious.
After a while, Dumbledore finished eating the candy and took a sip of milk tea. As if he suddenly remembered something, he suddenly asked:
"What do you think of Voldemort's current state?"
"Voldemort? Isn't he dead?" Orlando said, pretending to be suspicious.
"You fought against him last year. You know that it is difficult to kill him in his current state." Dumbledore was noncommittal.
"I have discussed this matter with my teacher, but there is no specific answer. Voldemort seems to be wandering between life and death, invisible but real. It is difficult to understand his current state." Orlando, who cannot spoil, had to Come up with the teacher's guess.
"Nicholas Flamel." Dumbledore's wise eyes revealed some doubts.
"Yes, the teacher doesn't understand what is going on, because I have fought with him before, and the teacher judged that if Voldemort's current state is not changed, his soul will naturally disappear in less than ten years. It’s his judgment.”
"Ten years? This is good news. The only thing to worry about is that I'm afraid it won't be ten years." After hearing this, Dumbledore muttered.
"Why do you say that, Professor?" Orlando asked puzzledly. He was familiar with the plot and knew that Voldemort would be resurrected in a few years, but Dumbledore didn't know. Why was he so sure?
"Prophecy, Orlando, a prophecy about Harry and Voldemort." Dumbledore felt that there was nothing to hide about Orlando. He continued: "There was once a prophecy master who made a prophecy about Harry. The first half has already been Realized, the second half..." Dumbledore stopped, hesitated, and did not continue.
"Professor Sybill Trelawney?"
"is her."
"I understand your concerns. Prophecies have great variability, so the fewer people know about it, the better. I guess this is why you spare no effort to cultivate Harry Potter, right?"
Dumbledore's eyes lit up and he seemed a little afraid.
"You are very smart Orlando, you can easily see through my purpose."
"No, professor, it's not that I am smart, but that you have always regarded me as a junior and have never concealed it in front of me, so I can understand this." Orlando didn't want to be targeted by this old fox, so he hurriedly He said in a lowered posture.
"I hope you can understand the urgent heart of a centenarian and help Harry when necessary."
"I will, Professor, Harry is my friend. Isn't it right for friends to help each other?"
Orlando was wary and gave Dumbledore a neutral answer without rejecting or giving a clear answer.This reminded him of Nico Flamel's reminder to him before returning to school - don't be someone else's pawn.
"Very well, Orlando, I hope you can keep our conversation confidential today, especially Harry, can you understand me?"
"It's understandable, Professor. Children of this age will always be a little rebellious. The more arranged it is, the more they will go against it." Orlando nodded in understanding.
"If I hadn't been sitting across from me, I would have thought that the person talking to me was an old ghost of several decades." Dumbledore said jokingly.
Dumbledore's joke startled Orlando. You must know that he has a 30-year-old soul in his teenage body. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is an old ghost.
Fortunately, his soul magic is the best at controlling emotions, without showing any flaws.
After drinking the coffee in his hand, Orlando was about to say goodbye.
Dumbledore suddenly said: "You don't like Lockhart too?"
"Yes, Professor, I think Lockhart is a pushy liar with no real talent. I don't understand why you hired such a professor?" Orlando did not hide his disdain for Lockhart.
"There is no other way. Professor Quirrell's incident last year brought disrepute to the Defense Against the Dark Arts class at Hogwarts. It is too difficult to find a suitable person." Dumbledore sighed, "I hope you You can understand my difficulties and forgive Lockhart for once. He came to me crying and told me that there was a plot in the office. Someone attacked him with lightning and turned him bald. He could not face the students in this image. , facing the public, so he is not qualified for the position of Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts, so he submitted his resignation to me, do you understand what I mean?"
Orlando's eyes twitched. Lockhart must be too cowardly to give up on such a small thing. According to Dumbledore, if no one takes up the post of Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, he must be replaced. , Orlando didn’t want to incur a curse on himself, let alone waste time on teaching and copywriting, he said decisively.
"Professor, I understand what you mean. I will find the attacker and let him restore Professor Lockhart to his original appearance before dark tomorrow."
Why not today? That's because Orlando is still angry.
Obviously understanding what he said, Dumbledore nodded with satisfaction.
"Go ahead and warn the attacker for me. This is a school after all, and you still have to pay attention to the impact. I won't punish him this time, but it won't be the same next time."
"Yes, Professor, I will definitely bring you."
After leaving the principal's office, Orlando touched the cold sweat on his forehead. It was really not easy to deal with this old fox.
Because Orlando didn't come to class, Hermione was worried all afternoon. After class, she ran out without even picking up her schoolbag.
Orlando, who had known she would be worried, did not go back to his own dormitory, but read a book in the common room.
"Orlando, are you okay?"
"It's okay, Dumbledore warned me and then let me go."
"It's okay. I was so worried all afternoon that I didn't even attend class well." Hermione pouted.
Orlando looked at her cute look and couldn't help but kiss her.
"Ouch, what are you doing!" Hermione hurriedly looked around, and then felt relieved after making sure there was no one else. "It's not good to be seen."
"What's wrong? Love isn't allowed in school." Orlando held her hand with a playful smile.
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