I'm a priest at Hogwarts

"Orlando, why don't we help them?" Hermione couldn't bear to see Harry and Ron being isolated by everyone.

Orlando, who was immersed in studying the stone drum inscriptions, had no time to care about these things, so he said without raising his head: "It is also good to let them see the dangers of human heart, so as to prevent them from doing stupid things when their minds are hot."

"Please help me see, is this how this passage is translated?" Orlando said, handing Hermione a piece of parchment.

In the past few days, they had been studying the Stone Drum Inscriptions whenever they had free time. Orlando discovered that Hermione not only had a good memory, but also had a quick mind. Her language talent was amazing, and she frequently learned different insights from the Stone Drum Inscriptions.

"If you don't help, I will." Even though she knew that Harry and the others were asking for it, Hermione still couldn't help herself.

After experiencing the last gang fight, Harry and Ron suddenly became the sinners of Gryffindor. Everyone disliked them. Those with a good temper turned a blind eye to them, while those with a bad temper often made sarcastic remarks. Then they exchanged harsh words, and after several times, both Harry and Ron became a little autistic.

At first, they wanted to argue for themselves, but no matter how much they argued, they could not change the fact that they caused Gryffindor to lose the Academy Cup.So their arguments were seen as sophistry by others, and so and so, they began to become taciturn, because no one wanted to hear what they had to say.

Harry tried hard to concentrate not to think about the Academy Cup, but the more he did this, the more he couldn't help but think about it.He tried to use the spiritual forging method taught by Orlando to concentrate on making the stick levitate, but he was only half successful every time - the stick could not stay in the air for a long time and would fall down soon.

Ron was in exactly the same situation as him. The two of them didn't talk in the corner, practicing repeatedly and persistently, seeming to be competitive with the short stick.

"Okay, you two take a break. The final exam is coming soon. Why don't you take the time to review your homework?" Hermione said, putting her notebook in front of them.

"Orlando asked you here?" Harry asked, putting down the stick in his hand. "He doesn't blame us anymore?"

"I think it would make me feel better if he scolded us or hit us." Ron looked frustrated.

"Don't be stupid, you two. Do you think Orlando cares about these vanities, or do you think that your friend is not as important to him as a college cup?" Hermione said angrily.

"So, he doesn't blame us anymore?" Harry asked hopefully.

"When have I ever blamed you?" Orlando came over and sat down in a deserted spot. "Or do you think I am so narrow-minded?"

"No... no, we..." Harry hesitated, not knowing what to say.

"Okay, needless to say, I understand. Since you feel guilty, why don't you work hard to earn back the lost points? It's better than feeling sorry for yourself and being a coward here."

"We are not you. We can make great achievements and earn a lot of points casually." Ron said sourly.

"Then you are ready to be so decadent and give up on yourself? Where is your courage?" Hermione shouted angrily.

"Whatever we do is wrong and will only bring discredit to Gryffindor. Rather than doing this, it would be better to do nothing." Harry looked numb and frustrated.

"Hahaha" Orlando laughed out loud. With Harry and Ron's childish ideas, Dumbledore still had a long way to go if he wanted to train them as successors.

"Orlando, what do you mean?" Harry suddenly became unhappy.

"Are you here to laugh at us too?" Ron's face flushed with excitement.

"No, I'm not here to laugh at you. I just think Dumbledore has made a mistake." Orlando stopped smiling and looked at them seriously.

"What does this have to do with Dumbledore?" Harry and Ron looked confused, but Hermione was confused.

"There are some things that you don't understand yet, but you will understand one day, so make yourself stronger as soon as possible. Only when you are strong can you be fearless of everything. What does this setback in front of you mean? I I hope these setbacks can become a whetstone for you to move forward, rather than a hindrance to your progress. I think this may be what Dumbledore wants to see, so can you understand?"

There are some things Orlando can't say too bluntly. After all, Dumbledore, an old fox, is here, and as an outsider, his best way is to go with the flow.

"Think about it." Orlando patted their shoulders, stood up and left.

Perhaps Orlando's conversation had an effect, or maybe Harry and Ron had figured it out. In the following two weeks, they no longer deliberately avoided everyone, but concentrated on reviewing before the exam. .

Orlando didn't really care about his test scores. After all, he already knew the second-year textbooks by heart, but he couldn't stand Hermione nagging in his ears all day long, so he had to accompany him to read the key points.

Orlando has a good habit of studying, which is to circle the things he doesn't understand. If he can solve it by reading the book, he can solve it by reading the book. If he can't solve it by reading the book, he can ask the professor after class. He has a good memory and has a photographic memory, so he has learned it. There is basically no need to read any more books.

In order to prove that he did not need to review, Orlando asked Hermione to test him with notes containing the key points of the exam. After flipping through the quick questions and answers, Hermione closed the notes depressedly, expressing her deep shock.

Harry and Ron were also hit. They really couldn't understand why the gap was so big because they both deserted from class.

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In a blink of an eye, it was time to take the Hogwarts Express home. Orlando, Hermione, Harry, Ron, Neville, and Ginny occupied a separate compartment. Neville had been particularly special since he was rescued. Thanks Orlando.I heard from Hermione that he had secretly established an association of Orlando admirers. It was said that there were quite a few members in the association, and most of them were girls. For this reason, Hermione often teased him about this.

When the train was about to arrive at King's Cross Station, Orlando helped Hermione pack her things, and the two of them left the station together.

Orlando didn't have many things, most of his things were in the psychic bracelet, so he pushed Hermione's suitcase in front of him like a gentleman.

"Hi, here, baby." A high-pitched female voice sounded, and Hermione suddenly turned her head.

"Mother" Hermione dropped the package and rushed to the woman. The two hugged each other and kissed each other on the cheek. Another middle-aged man behind her also came over and hugged her daughter before she noticed Orlando.

The middle-aged man came over and shook hands with Orlando.

"Hello, I am Wendell Granger, Hermione's father. You can call me Wendell."

"Hello, I'm Orlando Bloom, Hermione's classmate."

"My daughter often mentions you. You are a great young man. Are you dating?" Wendell was very enthusiastic and looked at Orlando with admiration in his eyes.

"Dad, what are you talking about?" Hermione broke away from her mother's arms and ran over, holding her father's arm and saying shyly.

At this time, Edward Adam Bloom, who came to pick him up, also discovered Orlando and trotted over.

"Every time I come to London, I encounter traffic jams. Am I late, Orlando?" Edward patted his son on the shoulder.

"Dad, let me introduce to you. Hermione Granger is my classmate at school. These are her parents."

Hermione walked over shyly and greeted Edward politely.

"Oh, what a beautiful little girl," Edward hurriedly shook hands with Wendell, "Hello, hello!"

"Uncle, aunt, I would like to invite Hermione to my house during the summer vacation. Is that possible?" Orlando asked with a sweet look on his face.

Wendell Granger and his wife looked at each other, and then looked at his daughter. At this time, Hermione was already blushing with embarrassment. She took Orlando's hand and whispered: "It's not as agreed. Are we going to talk about it in a few days?”

"I think a face-to-face invitation would be more sincere." Orlando winked at her.