I'm a priest at Hogwarts

When Harry and Ron returned from the school hospital, a group of Slytherin students gathered around them.

"How is Malfoy?" Pansy Parkinson squeezed over and asked.

"The bleeding has stopped and he is awake. Madam Pomfrey has given him some medicine and he will be fine under observation for a day." Harry replied coldly.

"That's good, that's good." Hagrid finally felt relieved.

"Okay, okay, this matter is not over yet." Pansy Parkinson glared at him fiercely. If Orlando hadn't been suppressing them, they wouldn't have given up so willingly today.

Hagrid knew he was in the wrong and was so embarrassed that he didn't know what to say. His two big hands were entangled and he didn't know where to put them. If someone who didn't know saw this scene, they would think that he was a student being scolded.

"Okay, it's time for this class. How about the get out of class ends?" Orlando suggested, looking at Hagrid.

"That's right, after class, you all go back to the castle. I'm going to the lower school hospital to see this poor child."

"You? Let's forget it. I don't think Malfoy wants to see you either." Pansy Parkinson dropped these words, turned around and left with a group of Slytherin wizards.

"It's too abominable. If you ask me, I shouldn't have saved that bad guy." Ron spat at the backs of these Slytherins with a "poof" sound.

"Forget it, it won't be good for Hagrid if things get too big, so let's let him go this time," Harry said.

The students all left in twos and threes. A few students who were familiar with Hagrid came over to comfort him and left. At this time, Hagrid was still a little distraught.

Several people accompanied Hagrid back to his hut. Yaya ran over excitedly when he saw Hagrid coming back. Hagrid was in a bad mood and didn't want to play with him. It was Orlando who stroked his head a few times to calm him down.

Looking at Hagrid, who had been drinking heavily, Hermione couldn't bear to tell the truth several times, but when she thought of Orlando's words about the consequences of exposing Helbo, she swallowed it back. She didn't want the Ministry of Magic to expose Helbo. Caught it and cut it into slices for research.

The few people stayed until dark before returning to the castle for dinner. Hagrid did not join them because he was in a bad mood and drank a lot of wine.

At dinner, Harry and Ron never thought they would have such a day - looking forward to meeting Malfoy so much.They frequently looked back at the Slytherin table, but unfortunately it backfired. At this time, Malfoy had already made up his mind to stay in the school hospital for a few more days, waiting for his father's reply.

After dinner, Orlando carried a pile of Chinese books to the Gryffindor common room, where Hermione was already sitting and waiting. "Are you sure you want to learn this?"

"Yeah, what's the problem?"

"Chinese is one of the most difficult languages ​​to master. Your courses are already stressful enough, can you find the time?" Orlando was a little doubtful.

"There is always time to squeeze." The top student is always so confident.

"What are you talking about?" Ron and Harry looked away from the tower window and asked in confusion.

"It's nothing. Orlando asked me to help translate an ancient book that requires Chinese, so I'm going to study it." Hermione said lightly.

"Chinese?"

"Is it that square character?"

"That's right. Is there a problem? Orlando has already learned it."

Harry and Ron looked at the pile of books in front of her, and then at the Transfiguration homework in their hands, and suddenly felt so stressed.

"You two are so awesome."

Orlando shrugged, opened his schoolbag, took out his homework and started writing. One of the characteristics of his homework was that he never had to look up the information in the book, because the textbook was already engraved in his mind, and he could write the answer quickly with just a little thinking. So he writes his homework quickly and accurately.

Soon Orlando's homework was finished, and Hermione also lagged behind, finishing it not long after. Only Harry and Ron were still racking their brains to look through books to find information.

Orlando ignored them. He took out a book of information on the Stone Drum Inscriptions and read it.Hermione didn't bother him. She took a book called "Asynchronous Quick Memorization of Chinese Words" and silently walked to a place with few people to read it. From her brief pronunciation, it could be seen that she was practicing Chinese Pinyin.

"Hagrid's window has a light." Harry suddenly pointed out the window and said.

Orlando looked up outside the castle and saw that Hagrid's light was indeed still on.

"Should we go see him?" Ron quickly put away his homework, looked at his watch again, and said, "If we go quickly enough, we can be back before the curfew."

"You will cause trouble for Hagrid," Hermione walked over and looked at Ron reproachfully, "Hagrid is already having a hard time, so don't cause any more trouble for him."

"Why is this adding to the chaos? Hagrid is in need of comfort from his friends right now. Who else can comfort him besides us?" Ron's eyes turned red and his voice became louder unconsciously.

"Keep your voice down, Ron." Orlando patted his arm to tell him not to get excited. "Go and have a look. You should be fine if you can come back before 11 o'clock."

Thinking of Hagrid's sad appearance this afternoon, Hermione couldn't bear it, so she hurriedly said: "I'll go too."

"Okay then, put the things away and put them here first. I'll ask Kabri to send them back to you later."

Coming out of the portrait hole, in order to avoid being discovered by Filch, Orlando cast the Disillusionment Charm on several people, but fortunately he reached the gate without encountering anyone along the way.

It was here two months ago that Orlando fought a battle with Lockhart, who was controlled by Voldemort, and almost destroyed the entrance hall. Two months later, everything here has returned to the same as before, and there is no trace of the original battle. trace.

"What are you thinking about, Orlando?" Hermione took his hand.

A group of four people left the castle and walked into the night. The grass was still wet at this time. When walking on it, they stepped on a small puddle. It took some effort to pull their legs and shoes out of the ground. It was not easy to reach the sea. In front of the grid's hut.

Fortunately, he didn't encounter any dementors on the road. Harry looked around to make sure there was no one else before going over and knocking on the door.

"Come in," a voice shouted.

Orlando lifted the Disillusionment Curse on several people.

"Why are you here now?" Hagrid's eyes were red, angry and angry, "Who told you to go out at night, don't you know that Sirius hasn't caught you yet, and the school is full of dementors?"

"Okay Hagrid, don't be angry. We're not worried about you, so don't worry, come and have a look." Harry explained.

"Yes, Hagrid, we saw that the lights in your cabin were still on, so we came over, but don't worry, we will definitely be able to get back before 11 o'clock."

Hagrid put down his raised hands dejectedly and sat down on the chair. Wearing only his shirt, he sat next to the clean wooden table. The hound Yaya seemed to know that his master was in a bad mood and walked over with his tail wagging. Resting on Hagrid's lap.

Orlando took one look and knew that Hagrid had drunk a lot of wine. There was a single-handled wine glass in front of him that was as big as a bucket. The wine spilled everywhere on the table.

"The school administrators all know about this," Hagrid said sadly. "They think I jumped in and should let the Hippogriff come on later, after finishing the Flobber Caterpillar or something else. I thought I could get through the first lesson if I try it again later, but this is all my fault..."