I'm a priest at Hogwarts

Having said this, Hagrid sadly picked up the wine glass again.

"Hagrid, you can't do this. You have to cheer up. This little setback won't knock you down." Orlando grabbed the wine glass from his hand. Only he had the strength.

"What can I do? I have become a big joke in Hogwarts now, and maybe even set a record," Hagrid roared loudly, unable to take back the wine glass. "I don't think they have ever done anything but A teacher for a day.”

"Dumbledore didn't announce your dismissal, Hagrid, cheer up." Hermione became a little anxious, and she slammed the table.

"Yes, yes, Dumbledore will not fire a teacher because of such a trivial matter." Harry said with assurance.

"I went to see Malfoy. He has already written to his father about what happened in class." Hagrid said dejectedly: "With Malfoy's character, he will not give up."

"I knew this bad guy wouldn't let it go. I shouldn't have sent him to the hospital at that time. It would have been better to let him bleed to death." Ron said angrily.

"That's right, we shouldn't have saved him." Harry was also complaining about Hagrid's injustice.

"How could you do this? If Malfoy died, Hagrid would not be fired, but would go to court and go to Azkaban and be imprisoned." Hermione angrily scolded them for their ignorance.

Harry and Ron were still waiting to differentiate, so Orlando stopped them.

"Okay, stop arguing, arguing won't solve the problem."

"Then what do you think we should do?" Harry and Ron were also angry.

"The most important thing now is to cheer up Hagrid," Orlando looked at Hagrid who was in a daze and asked: "Hagrid, you have earned the position of Professor of Care of Magical Creatures with great effort. You don't want to just do this. Lost, right?”

"Yeah, but I messed up."

"It's up to you whether it's screwed up or not, and it's up to Malfoy."

"Then who has the final say?" Ron couldn't understand what Orlando was talking about.

"The students have the final say and Dumbledore has the final say, so you have to achieve results to gain the approval of the students, and let Dumbledore see your dedication and hard work."

"But......."

"Not so much, but, Hagrid, no one will deny someone because of a small accident in a class, unless that person is yourself. Are you sure you want to deny yourself and give up?" When saying this, Orlando quietly used Soul Guidance.

"No, I can't, I...can I?" Hagrid's blank eyes began to shine.

"Of course. You have been a guard in the Forbidden Forest for so many years, you have been Professor Kate Alborn's assistant for so long, and you have learned how to teach from Wilmyrna Graplan. Do you think there is someone better and more qualified than you? Position?"

After Orlando's analysis, Hagrid's eyes lit up, and he sat up straight with his big hands.

"Then what should I do?"

"Adjust your teaching plan and teach normally according to the list in the textbook."

"That's it?" Hagrid looked at him in disbelief.

"Yes, that's it. Magical creatures like hippogriffs, which are classified as xxx level by the Ministry of Magic, can be taught in advanced classes. I think that after fifth grade, ordinary little wizards already have the skills. The ability of self-protection and identification, then there is no danger in teaching these.”

"Orlando, you are so awesome, how do you know so much?" Harry patted Orlando on the shoulder vigorously. He thought this idea was really great. Ron and Hermione also nodded.

In fact, this is really nothing. You must know that Orlando in his previous life has been a doctoral tutor for more than ten years. It is not easy to give guidance to a fledgling person on how to teach.

Orlando has not forgotten that there is still an unresolved problem, and that is how to keep Hagrid's job.

"What you have to do now is to stabilize your emotions and teach the class well as I said. Firstly, you can gain the recognition of the students, and secondly, let Dumbledore see that he has chosen the right person. As long as Dumbledore doesn't give up on you, I believe no one can get around him and fire you on this third acre of land called Hogwarts." Orlando said loudly.

"I...I..." Hagrid grabbed his thigh hard, trying to cheer himself up.

"Hermione, give me a glass of water." Orlando took out a talisman, and Hermione quickly found a small cup and filled it with water.

"Calm the mind and calm the soul, ah." Orlando pinched his fingers, and the talisman of calming the mind and soul burned out of thin air. When the runes burned out, Orlando used his hand to draw the ashes into the cup.

"Here, Hagrid, drink this." Orlando picked up the cup and handed it to him.

Hagrid drank it all in one gulp without thinking, and then closed his eyes tightly. His body that was originally trembling with nervousness became calm after taking the Talisman Water, and there was an indescribable tranquility in his heart. It seemed that all worries were gone. The smoke disappeared. He was afraid that this feeling would disappear as soon as he opened his eyes, so he was reluctant to open it.

During this process, Harry and Ron wanted to ask something, but they did not speak out of trust in Orlando.

"Are you feeling better, Hagrid?" Hermione couldn't help but ask when she saw that he hadn't moved for a long time.

"Very good, it has never felt better. Thank you Orlando." Hagrid stretched out a pair of big hands and held his hand tightly. Fortunately, Orlando's steel and iron bones could withstand his strong strength.

"Okay, it's getting late. You should pack up and go to bed early. It's time for us to go back."

"Let me send you a message. It's not peaceful recently." Hagrid, who had regained his senses, immediately realized that it was very dangerous to let a few students wander outside the castle at this time.

"No, Hagrid, as long as I'm here, I believe there won't be any danger." Orlando clapped his hand and said with a smile.

Hagrid scratched his head. With Orlando's record in the past two years, three or five adult wizards might not necessarily be his opponents.

The journey back to the castle was uneventful. On the way, he met the administrator Filch on patrol. The naughty Ron wanted to tease him and secretly played with him, which caused Filch to scold him. He seemed to It was determined that a certain senior student stayed up at night and deliberately went against him.

"Ron, your feet are great. I've wanted to do this for a long time." In the Gryffindor lounge, Harry, who had been holding back for a long time, could finally laugh out loud.

"That's right, if you didn't see Filch fall to the ground, it's as if you've seen a ghost." Ron said proudly.

Hermione glanced at them angrily, "I'm going back to bed. You guys should go to bed early."

"Good night."

"Good night."

Back in the dormitory, Orlando took a shower. Before meditating, he read the "Nanhua Sutra". Recently, he found that as his cultivation reached a bottleneck, the accumulation of mana has become secondary, and the improvement of his realm is the main thing. Yes, without a state of mind that matches the strength, it can easily lead to obsession.

This is also the reason why he rarely uses the Sage Accelerator to assist his training recently. He needs to slow down the pace of training to keep his realm and cultivation level in line.

You know, the last time Orlando went crazy and walked out by mistake, he may not be so lucky again, because this is the three disasters that the heaven-defying ascetics have to face since ancient times, and they have to Let him take a lesson.