I'm a priest at Hogwarts

The first time he cast this spell, Orlando didn't control the intensity well. The radiation range of the spell was a bit large, but the effect was exceptionally good. Suddenly everyone in the huge lounge fell silent, and a refreshing power of tranquility swept over him. , people feel an indescribable sense of peace, and all worries and upsets are swept away, as if they have been sublimated.

"It was a mistake. It was a mistake." No matter how thick-skinned he was, Orlando was a little shocked when everyone stared at him.

"What kind of magic is this?" Percy reacted first, and for the first time he admired this younger student. "This feeling is so wonderful, it's an inexplicable feeling that makes people immersed in it. The feeling of being unable to extricate myself.”

"This is a type of soul magic. Well, I didn't control the strength well the first time I used it. I won't do it next time."

The little wizards who had recovered from this feeling gathered around excitedly, chattering and asking questions.

Orlando suddenly had a sensational idea. If the reversal was deduced, could the Requiem Curse be turned into a Soul-Destroying Curse?If it is true, this spell is too terrifying. Not only does it kill people without a trace, but it is also a range skill. If it is used widely...Thinking about this scene, Orlando felt shuddering, and he decided to keep this secret strictly.

"What's wrong with you?" Hermione asked concerned.

"It's nothing, I'm just not used to being surrounded by a group of people. You know me." Orlando wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

"Thank you Orlando, I feel much better." The fatigue and weakness were swept away, and Harry felt like he was resurrected with full blood.

"You guys are busy, I have to go back to the dormitory beforehand."

"Are you really all right?"

"It's okay. I'll contact you via communication later."

Back in the dormitory, Orlando dug out all the books on soul cultivation. He wanted to test this idea. In his opinion, no matter how powerful magic is, it needs people to perform it. Magic itself is not good or bad.

After repeated arguments and deductions, Orlando's eyes became brighter and brighter, and his expression became more serious. At this moment, he seemed to have gained insight into something extraordinary, something that pointed directly to the essence of the soul.

"Pop" Orlando snapped his fingers and called in a low voice, and soon there was a soft "pop" sound, and Cabri appeared in front of him.

"Master, you are looking for me."

"Well, take me to apparate to the outskirts of the Forbidden Forest. I want to do an experiment."

"Okay, master."

There was another soft sound, and Orlando appeared outside the Forbidden Forest. Not far away, the curtains of Hagrid's cabin blocked the candlelight.

"You go back first and wait for my call." Just in case, Orlando asked Cabri to leave first. He was going to go deeper. After all, it was too close here and he was afraid of accidentally injuring Hagrid.

"Okay master, Capri is waiting for your call at any time."

After walking a few hundred meters further, the Forbidden Forest was completely silent in winter. Apart from the rustling of the leaves in the cold wind, no other sounds could be heard.

Orlando closed his eyes tightly and used the power of his soul. Within the scope of his spiritual perception, the soul fluctuations of all living things within a radius of 300 meters were invisible. Only then did he realize that there were so many lives lurking in this silent world, such as hibernating black bears. , Lin Mang, sleeping hedgehogs, woodpeckers, weasels who are not afraid of the cold carefully turning over dead branches, a group of ants nesting under the dead branches working orderly in the underground palace...

Linlin always wanted billions of lives to prevent Orlando from taking action. He narrowed the range of his spiritual sense and controlled it within a radius of ten meters. Then he chanted a spell, and an invisible wave spread out, affecting all living beings who were touched. Lost his life in an instant.

Before he could rejoice, wisps of obscure and dark aura flew from all directions and entered Orlando's mind. Orlando felt as if the mud ball in his mind had been coated with mud and sand, causing the original 300-meter spiritual range to suddenly shrink to 50 meters.

"No, I'm violating a taboo." Orlando shivered, as if someone had poured a bucket of ice water on him in the dog days of summer.

Just when he panicked and didn't know why.After a busy day at Hogwarts Castle, Dumbledore, who was preparing to take a rest, suddenly sat up from the bed. His originally cloudy eyes became unusually bright. He walked to the window and stared at the distance as if he was sensing something.

Snapping his fingers, Orlando called out in a low voice.

"Master." Kabri looked at his words and saw that his master was in a bad mood, so he didn't dare to talk nonsense.

"Take me back to the dormitory." Orlando was as frustrated as he could be, and that was all he said.

Orlando returned to the dormitory on the front foot, and a phoenix on the back foot appeared outside the Forbidden Forest with Dumbledore.

He took out the communication bookmark, sent a message to Hermione, briefly explained the situation, and then chatted for a few more words, then he stopped talking and told Capri: "I'm going back to the teacher for a few days, tomorrow morning You go to Professor McGonagall and ask for a leave for me."

"Okay, master."

Opening the portable mobile case, Orlando got in. Although it was a bit unethical to disturb the teacher's sleep in the middle of the night, the contamination of the spiritual platform made him panic.

"Little master, why are you back at this time?" Yuri opened the door for him.

"What about the teacher?"

"Just went to bed, little master."

"Teacher, teacher." Orlando called softly outside the bedroom.

Hearing the sound, Nico Flamel woke up quickly. His sleep had always been very light, and he would be disturbed by the slightest noise. This was one of the reasons why he chose to retreat to the mountains and forests.

"What happened?" This disciple has always been very filial, but this was the first time that something like this disturbed his sleep in the middle of the night. Nico Flamel subconsciously felt that something big had happened, so he walked out of the room in his pajamas.

"Master, little master, I have already lit the stove in the study."

"Don't panic, go to the study and talk." Nico Flamel waved his hand and said.

Orlando had nothing to hide in front of Nico Flamel, and he told everything that happened tonight.

I thought that Nico Flamel would be furious after hearing what happened, scold him, and even punish him not to use this kind of magic in the future.

Unexpectedly, he seemed very calm, neither criticizing him nor losing his temper.

"Relax, don't resist, I'll check the sea of ​​your soul." Nico Flamel stretched out a hand and put it on his forehead. Orlando obeyed and relaxed his body to let himself have no thoughts.

Nico Flamel sensed the situation in Orlando's body through the power of his soul. After a minute, he withdrew his arm, his frowning expression no longer so relaxed.

"The spiritual platform is polluted. Fortunately, you opened the sea of ​​souls early, and the soul power is self-contained. The creatures you killed were all weak creatures. After they died, they turned into resentful dust and attached to your sea of ​​souls. .Although it is only the surface that is polluted, if you let it go, your achievements will stop there. The longer time passes, the power of the resentful spirit to absorb dust and your soul will be further strengthened, polluting your sea of ​​soul. At that time, you are either schizophrenic or crazy, and the final result will only be self-destruction."

Nico Flamel threw two pieces of wood into the fireplace to make the fire burn brighter.