I'm a priest at Hogwarts

"Why do you think you are doing this? Do you need to care about other people's opinions?"

Hermione was still angry during dinner. Just now, they were studying in the library. Hermione was so angry that a Hufflepuff girl was pointing at Orlando behind his back and saying dirty words. She was so angry that she directly confronted this Hufflepuff girl. The girls from Chipachi quarreled with each other, which ended up attracting the librarian Mrs. Pince. The two of them were kicked out of the library, and Orlando was also implicated.

"Why aren't you angry at all?" Hermione stirred the food on her plate.

If it were in the past, Orlando might have asked for leave. Anyway, he had already finished the lower-grade courses. He studied the upper-grade courses by himself. If he had any questions, he would write them down and ask the professor after class or go back and ask the teacher.

He could leave, but Hermione couldn't. He couldn't leave Hermione alone in school until he eliminated the hidden danger of the Slytherin heir and the threat of the basilisk.

"What's there to be angry about? They say it's theirs, and I have a lot of meat. Is there any need to be angry?" Orlando poured himself a glass of milk.

"Hmph, I can't bear to hear them say that about you." Hermione poked the plate hard.

"Okay, okay, don't be angry. Anger can easily lead to wrinkles. You don't want to age prematurely. Be good, drink this glass of milk. Drinking milk at night can not only promote sleep, but also improve your beauty. It kills two birds with one stone." Pour her a glass of milk.

Harry, who had been paying attention to them, accidentally sprayed the salad in his mouth everywhere. Ron quickly poured himself a glass of water. He had accidentally choked just now.

"Can't you two show affection while eating?" Harry rolled his eyes and complained.

"Who told you to gossip like this? You deserve it if you keep your ears open during the meal." Hermione was ashamed and angry.

"Okay, okay, don't worry about them. Let's eat quickly. It's too late to go back and there's no good place in the lounge."

Ever since Dumbledore announced the implementation of semi-closed management, the students at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry have been complaining and miserable. Every day, the only classroom is the cafeteria, and the only space for activities is the common room. For active students, every day is like a year.

No, as soon as he returned to the Gryffindor common room, Orlando saw a group of people surrounding the Weasley twin brothers, watching them play tricks. Lee Jordan acted as a commentator on the side in order to liven up the atmosphere.

Orlando was about to go back to the dormitory, but was stopped by a voice. It was a portrait in the Gryffindor lounge. At this time, Phineas Nigellus ran in. This man named Hogwart The principal who was the most unpopular among students in the history of Magic School said with an arrogant look: "Boy, Dumbledore asked you to go to the principal's office quickly. I brought the message. It's up to you whether you go or not. Remember the password is: Jackfruit ." After saying that, he ran away in a flash, as if staying for a second longer would stain his eyes.

"Who is he? He looks like we owe him money." Hermione pouted unhappily.

"These pure-blood wizards look down on Muggles like us the most. There is no need to pay attention to them. There are always such people in every dynasty." Orlando understood clearly.

"Just wait for me in the common room. I'll be there when I go."

"Be careful. Why don't you ask a teacher to accompany you?"

"Don't worry, I'm already prepared." Orlando took out his periscope glasses and put them on his head. He packed the antidote and Wu Du Powder with him and walked out of the door.

There was only the sound of his kicking footsteps in the deserted castle. Orlando, who was a talented and bold man, walked straight to the principal's office.

"Professor, are you looking for me?" Orlando greeted politely.

"Sit down, what do you want to drink?"

"Milk tea."

"You have been wronged recently. I hope it has not caused any trouble to your study and life."

"It's hard to say whether I'm aggrieved or not. Thank you for your concern."

"I came to you today to ask you for a favor. I wonder if you are willing?"

"What's the deal?" Although he guessed it, Orlando didn't want to take the initiative to expose it.

"I need you to lure out the basilisk." Dumbledore stopped beating around the bush and said directly: "The school board held a meeting today to remove me as principal. Although I blocked it, if this problem cannot be solved as soon as possible, I want to continue One time I wasn't so lucky."

"As you know, my teacher Nicol Flamel has always disapproved of my taking risks. After all, it goes against his philosophy of life." Orlando is not the magic novice he was a year ago. There is Nicolés Flamel. By words and deeds, he is not so easy to fool now. Only a fool is willing to do things that are not beneficial, let alone using him as bait.

Dumbledore seemed to have been prepared. He took out a book from the drawer and handed it to Orlando, "This is a secret book of Eastern Taoism. I have been unable to understand it for decades. Now it is yours."

Orlando suppressed the joy in his heart and gently stroked the book. The animal skin-tanned book cover gave people a heavy sense of history. When he opened the book, Orlando immediately recognized the "Stone Drum Inscriptions" written inside, which was written before the Western Zhou Dynasty. In his previous life, when he was cultivating immortality, he had studied words specially.

Dumbledore looked at him calmly and said nothing, as if he was convinced.This old fox is indeed the greatest white-robed wizard of our time. He immediately grasped Orlando's vitals, forcing him to jump in even though he knew it was a trap.

Orlando took a deep breath, put away the books and stopped talking nonsense, "What do you want me to do?"

"Find it and destroy it completely."

"I'm not a Parseltongue and I need Harry to help me."

"Okay, but you have to ensure his safety."

"I'm not [-]% sure about this. You also know that the innate petrification skill of Basilisk Eyes is difficult to resist without a strong magic base. As far as I'm concerned, I can avoid Harry's direct death through some foreign equipment. But it is almost impossible to ensure his [-]% safety.”

"Very good. As long as Harry's life is kept safe, a little setback is also a good experience for Harry."

"Then it's settled. In addition, during this period, I need authorization to walk freely in the school castle."

"Don't worry about this. I will notify you. When will you start taking action?"

"Tomorrow, I need to make a plan, and I also need to communicate with Harry to make him mentally prepared."

Now that I have decided to personally participate, I have to do it like that, otherwise I accidentally get involved and Dumbledore, an old fox, sees the clues. Maybe one day he will be eradicated as a monster. In order to be like him. Well, Orlando decided to do the whole show.

After drinking up the milk tea in his hand, Orlando stood up and left.Although he felt very unhappy about being tricked, he felt happy when he thought of the heavy books in his arms. He had a hunch that as long as he understood this book, he would regain the power of Taoism in the near future. .