I'm a priest at Hogwarts

After class, Hermione looked unhappy. Just now, in order to help Neville's pet escape the fate of being poisoned, she swapped her potion with his. As a result, "Lif" successfully escaped and ascended to heaven. She was deducted five points for this, which made Hermione, who attached great importance to honor, feel very bad.

"Okay, don't be so sad. Is it a big deal?" Orlando took her schoolbag and comforted her.

"That is, if it weren't for Orlando today, we would all be mad at Malfoy." Harry said angrily.

"You didn't see his arrogant and domineering look. Fortunately, someone can cure him." Ron became angry when he thought of cutting the roots of Malfoy.

"Okay, let's separate here." Hermione looked at the class schedule, then pulled Orlando and walked in another direction.

"Isn't there a Defense Against the Dark Arts class in the afternoon? Why are they taking "A Simple Introduction to Ancient Runes" (the textbook for the elective course Ancient Runes)? Why aren't they going to class with us?" Harry asked in confusion.

Ron followed Orlando's example and shrugged, spreading his hands to show that he didn't know either.

They came to a corner. Hermione looked around to make sure there was no one else, so she took out the clock hanging on her chest, held the watch body with one hand, and flipped the switch with the other. The hands of the watch rotated counterclockwise five times, each time One circle represents half an hour, and five circles is exactly two and a half hours, which means they are back before Potions class.

Although I have experienced this feeling of going back in time more than once, I always feel amazed every time in Orlando.

"I really want to take this thing apart and study it." Orlando muttered, looking at the time turner in Hermione's hand.

"Don't even think about it. This is lent to us by the Ministry of Magic. If we break it, we have to pay for it, and the school will also be punished." Hermione put the pocket watch into the collar of her clothes and rolled her eyes at Orlando.

"I'm just talking about it, I don't really want to break it."

The two of them walked and talked, and soon found the classroom. When they opened the door, they saw that there were only a few students in the huge classroom. Professor Bascida Barbling had already arrived and was communicating with the students.

"Hello, professor."

"Hello, professor."

"Hello, classmates," Professor Bathida Babbling announced immediately after Orlando and Hermione found their seats. "Since everyone is here, I won't call your names. Let's start class now. .”

Orlando put the textbook on the table. To be honest, his study of runes came from Nicol Flamel. As a generation of alchemists, Nicol Flamel’s many works were written in runes. .

Orlando once studied these magic pictures with great interest. He once stubbornly believed that these ancient magic words were similar to the pictures and texts used in his own talismans. Unfortunately, after studying for a period of time, there was no result, so he just give up.

Orlando is a pragmatist. In his opinion, he will not hesitate to spend time and energy studying any knowledge that can enhance his strength and benefit his cultivation, and vice versa.

"What we are going to learn today is the introductory knowledge of ancient magic scripts and teach you how to use the magic script dictionary," Professor Bathida Barbling patted the thick magic script dictionary in her hand and said, "Everyone has one, right?" ?Very well, this dictionary will accompany you throughout your life, if you are interested in runes and commit to lifelong research."

Professor Bathida Babling put down the dictionary in her hand, and then wrote a line of words in ancient magic script on the blackboard, "I will read it word for word first, and you will follow along..."

After a class, Orlando felt like he was in kindergarten again. However, he did not feel bored and boring. Instead, he felt indescribably enriched. Now that he was learning the most basic things that he had neglected before, he felt like he was making connections. Feel.

"How do you feel?" Orlando asked, handing Hermione a piece of chocolate on the way to the Great Hall. "Can you bear it?"

"It's okay, just a little tired." Hermione put the chocolate into her mouth and chewed it. "No wonder Professor McGonagall repeatedly warned us not to use it frequently. It is indeed very taxing on the human body."

"The hunger and exhaustion of the body have not disappeared as time goes back. In this way, we have not stolen time but moved the later time to the front."

"Come on, I want to take a rest after dinner. I have two classes in the afternoon and I don't want to miss them." Hermione swung her ponytail, feeling good about having someone to accompany her.

Time flashed back to two and a half hours later, when Harry and Ron had just walked out of the Potions classroom.

"Hey, didn't you two go in which direction just now? Why did you run in front of us?" Harry pointed behind him and looked at the two people in front of him in surprise.

"Yes, how did you do it?" Ron also looked confused.

"Don't ask, I'm almost starving. I hope I have something good to eat for lunch." After saying that, she pulled Orlando and strode towards the hall.

"Don't you think they are too strange? They must be hiding something from us." Ron said, looking at their backs.

"It's very strange. Maybe it has something to do with the secret that can't be told. We'd better not ask." Harry replied depressingly. Anyone who is kept secret from a good friend will feel unhappy.

Orlando didn't care much about this secret. Although he signed a confidentiality magical contract with the Ministry of Magic, he had a hundred ways to bypass the contract without being punished, but he didn't do that because there was no need.

Today's lunch was as sumptuous as ever. The house elves who knew that Orlando liked meat specially prepared a super luxurious barbecue set meal for him.

This was mainly due to Capri. When the house elves knew that he had evolved two pairs of ears by eating the elixir refined by Orlando, they regarded Orlando as a celestial being, comparable to Dumbledore. Lido is a great person.

This was something Orlando learned later one night when he was hungry and secretly ran to the kitchen to find food.

After lunch, Orlando saw that Hermione was very haggard. Without saying a word, he took her to the Room of Requirement and let her take a good nap here.She was a little embarrassed at first, but after Orlando performed a soothing spell on her, she fell into a deep sleep.

In the afternoon was Professor Lupin's first Defense Against the Dark Arts class. Harry and Ron were talking in low voices with expectant looks on their faces. Orlando was not as looking forward to it as they were.

To be honest, the Defense Against the Dark Arts class at Hogwarts had a really bad impression on him. The first-year Quirrell couldn't do anything but read from the textbook, let alone teach the Defense Against the Dark Arts skills;

Lockhart, who is in second grade, is a braggart. In addition to telling stories, his class is just funny, with nothing practical at all.

With these two "jewels" in front of you, how can you make Orlando interested in the upcoming Defense Against the Dark Arts class?

Not long after, Professor Lupine walked in. Instead of scolding the students for chatting, he smiled slightly and put his tattered suitcase on the lecture table.

He was in the same rags as he had seen at the first day of school dinner, but his face looked much better, which seemed to be the reason for the good food at Hogwarts.

Orlando was about to lower his head and continue reading his stone drum inscription materials when Professor Lupine spoke.

"Good afternoon, students." He supported the podium with his arms and looked at the audience. "Please put all your books back into your schoolbags. Today is a practical class. You only need your magic wand."