I'm a priest at Hogwarts

"Orlando, you've never liked Quidditch very much, why are you so enthusiastic today?" Katie Bell patted his shoulder and said unhappily.She had clearly heard Orlando calling her a fool just now, which made the blond and blue-eyed Guliang feel a little resentful.

"Yes, there are us," the twin brothers used their height to press on Orlando's shoulders. "We just heard someone calling us fools."

"Slip of the tongue, slip of the tongue, I couldn't hold it back for a moment." Orlando broke free of their restraints with a slight force.

"Don't tell me, Orlando, your Hawkeye Spell is really easy to use, but it's very troublesome to adapt to it," Wood said happily, pushing away his two younger brothers. "Once we adapt to this dynamic vision, I think the team will The overall strength will definitely be greatly improved.”

"Then, please help us cast this spell again. I want to train a few more times today, and it's best to be [-]% adaptable."

"Oh my God, Wood, can't you just let us take a break? My head is still dizzy now?" Alia Spinnet, a senior one year above Orlando, couldn't help complaining, experiencing the Eagle Eye Pass for the first time. She was a little dizzy and her stomach was churning violently.

"How can you rest at this time? I finally invited Orlando to come here. He has twelve courses to take this year. He has been delayed all afternoon for our training. You have the nerve to live up to his good intentions." Wood roared. One sentence.

"Wood, be gentle with girls, or you won't have a girlfriend." George and Fred knew that it was impossible to be lazy in front of Wood, a training fiend, so they had to complain that he couldn't find a girlfriend to vent their dissatisfaction. .

"Mind yourselves." Wood was too lazy to pay attention to these two younger brothers. They had been this way since they were young. The more they argued with them, the more enthusiastic they became. The best way was to ignore their nonsense.

So, at Wood's strong request, Orlando blessed them with the Eagle Eye Pass one by one, and the training continued.

They trained until dark before Wood let them go. Seeing the exhausted players dragging them across the grass field, Orlando was very glad that he had rejected Wood's offer.

"I'm back, I'm starving to death." Orlando didn't even return to the dormitory and came directly to the auditorium. He knocked on the table, and the house elves who received the signal rushed to prepare his meal. "Wood is really crazy, Ellie. Yadu was vomited several times due to the torment, and Angelina was not much better. Oh, by the way, Ron, you will pack a piece of food for Harry to take back later, he is not in very good condition either."

"Is it that exaggerated?" Ron asked in disbelief as he struggled to swallow the food in his mouth.

"It's more exaggerated than you think," Orlando poured himself some milk and said while drinking: "But the training effect is amazing. If nothing unexpected happens, it won't be a big problem to win this year's Quidditch trophy."

"Really, this is the best news I heard today." Ron said excitedly.

Seeing that Orlando was very hungry, Hermione handed her dessert over, "Eat some dessert first to make up for it."

"What other good news?"

"The first Hogsmeade weekend, didn't you read the notice board when you came?" Ron put the last piece of bread into his mouth, "The end of October, before Halloween."

"It's indeed good news," Orlando responded casually. His luxury meal had been delivered, and he couldn't help but enter the food-gathering mode.

The next day, in the Gryffindor common room, Orlando was tutoring Hermione in Chinese learning. Harry came over with a piece of paper and looked extremely depressed. He sat down on a chair next to Ron. Go on without saying a word.

"What's the matter, Harry?" Ron took the note from his hand. The column for single parent application was empty. It turned out that Harry's aunt and uncle seemed to have forgotten to sign it for him.

"You can go talk to Professor McGonagall about this, I think she will be accommodating." Hermione suggested.

"Yes, Harry, let me go with you. There is still time anyway." Ron quickly agreed.

They left quickly and came back quickly. Orlando knew without asking that things were definitely not going to work. It could be seen from their depressed expressions.

"Why does everyone think Black's target is me?" Harry said a little irritably.

"Perhaps Professor McGonagall has her own judgment, Harry," Hermione looked at him with some worry, "After all, Black is a vicious Death Eater, and you are the savior who defeated the Dark Lord. He escaped from prison and targeted you. Most likely."

"Yes, Harry, I dare say you can go next time." Ron comforted hurriedly: "They will definitely catch Black soon. Didn't the newspaper say that someone has seen him somewhere?"

"If this is the case, Harry will be the only third-year student left in school. Isn't it a bit too pitiful?" Looking at Harry's depressed look, Orlando couldn't bear it.

"Orlando," Hermione said anxiously, "How could you do this? Harry must stay in school for his safety."

"Black shouldn't be stupid enough to plan an attack in Hogsmeade. You know, there are hundreds of dementors stationed around Hogwarts, as well as Aurors from the Ministry of Magic." Ron said, "And If I can't go this time, Harry, I don't know when the next time will be?"

"Ron, you?" Hermione stamped her feet angrily.

"Okay, Hermione, don't be angry, it's not fair to Harry," Orlando comforted: "Besides, isn't it me? With my strength, as long as Harry doesn't leave 30 meters around me, Black wants to sneak attack him I also want to ask if my thunder spell can be answered."

Harry's worries turned into joy in an instant, "I can put on the invisibility cloak, and I promise not to leave 30 meters or five meters away from Orlando, so you can rest assured."

Hermione looked at Harry, then at her boyfriend, and finally breathed out and compromised, "Okay."

At this time Crookshanks came over with a spider in his mouth and vomited on Ron's shoes.

"Damn thing, it must have been intentional." Ron jumped up in fright, stamping his feet and kicking away the spider that had half of its body bitten off.

Orlando was amused and laughed. It seemed that this cat still held a grudge.

"Smart Crookshanks, did you catch it yourself?" Hermione scratched its chin. Crookshanks enjoyed her touch and made a comfortable sound of "Hurrying".

"Why does this damn cat target me every time?" Ron finally calmed down from his fright.

"Because it holds a grudge." Orlando opened a bag of dried fish and poured it in front of Crookshanks.

"Why not target Harry?" Ron was a little reluctant.

"Because I bought a big bag of dried fish for it." Harry also became interested and took out a bag of dried fish and poured it in front of it like Orlando did. "Seeing it eat the food I gave it, It means it has forgiven me." Harry said proudly.

"You will make Crookshanks lose his ability to hunt by feeding him all the time," Hermione was unhappy and wanted to drag it away.

"There's no fun if you don't feed your pet." Orlando moved the dried fish forward so that Crookshanks could get it, and Crookshanks let out a "meow" sound to express his gratitude.