I'm a priest at Hogwarts

"The other way is the soul forging method that I have learned. Use mental power as the cone and the soul sea as the anvil, and beat it repeatedly. There are advantages and disadvantages to this. The advantage is that it can make your soul more resistant and stronger; The downside is that it takes a lot of time and effort to get back to where you were before, and it’s an incredibly painful process, which you’ll know once you try it.”

"This is my choice, teacher." Orlando nodded. Although the altar was covered in dust and his perception and mana were sharply reduced, he was still willing to win with his own efforts as long as his life was not endangered.

"Very good. Being able to make this choice shows that I saw you right. Although foreign objects are good, they are only foreign objects after all. You can handle it this time. What about next time? Tomorrow morning, I will teach you the soul forging method. In the past few days, I will teach you the soul forging method. You can practice in seclusion with peace of mind, and put aside school matters for now."

"Okay teacher, I listen to you." Orlando handed the box over.

"You accept this. It was originally reserved for you. It's up to you how to use it."

Although he was determined, the contamination of the coffin still kept Orlando awake all night. He got up before dawn the next day. The teacher was too old to stay up late. In order not to disturb his sleep, Orlando walked gently. Out of the castle.

He hadn't done much morning exercise since he had reached the peak of physical training. Feeling irritable, he decided to use high-intensity exercise to relieve his inner anxiety.

Carrying a log with a ten-fold gravity charm attached to his back, Orlando ran forward in the woods far away from the castle. The rumble of heavy footsteps disturbed the small animals sleeping in the forest, and they ran away in panic. .

"Little master, the old master is awake, let me call you back." Yuri suddenly appeared and shouted.

"Here we go." He threw the log onto his shoulder, tore off the gravity charm, and Orlando wiped the sweat from his forehead and said.

"Teacher, are you awake?"

"Well, sit down and eat."

After breakfast, Nico Flamel led Orlando into the training room without any nonsense.

"Read this first." Nico Flamel handed over a piece of parchment, which was densely covered with words written using magic potions. It could not be read without specific spells.

"Have you finished reading?" Nico Flamel asked after Orlando put down the parchment.

"After reading it, Teacher, I have a question. It's not difficult to understand using magic power as the hammer and spiritual power as the handle. But what I practice is thunder spells. You must know that thunder spells are the most powerful among all magic. It can If it directly affects the soul, how can I ensure that the soul is forged without harming myself?" Orlando raised his own doubts.

"Have you ever seen how craftsmen create hundreds of refined steel?" Nico Flamel took a sip of tea and said slowly.

"I haven't seen him before." It's already the [-]th century, so there are no craftsmen left. I haven't seen him in two lifetimes combined.

Orlando's sincerity made Nico Flamel almost choke on his tea, and he had no choice but to put down the teacup.

"To forge hundreds of refined steel, heat and forging are indispensable. Only through fierce fire calcination and repeated beating can the impurities in the raw iron be removed. You are like this piece of raw iron now. The soul sea cucumber has entered the impurities and wants to remove them. It has to be roasted by fierce fire and beaten with a hammer. Now that the hammer is available, the only thing left is fierce fire." After saying this, Nico Flamel handed him a medicine bottle, "This is the original liquid of life, let's call it that, it is I extracted an alchemical potion, take a sip every hour, don’t take too much, it will be poison if you drink too much.”

"Life Liquid? What does it do?"

"It has no use. The only use is to replenish your energy when your soul is hurt." Nico Flamel said calmly.

Orlando took a breath after hearing this. This is not soul forging, this is self-abuse.

"Don't look at me like this. I have been practicing this soul forging method for ten years. Only then can I achieve the unity of spirit and body, the integration of soul and body, and finally forge the current soul body. Otherwise, why do you think I can Are you really relying on the magic stone to live for so many years?"

"Teacher, why haven't I heard you talk about this before?"

"Before? Your kid had eyes on the top of his head and was focused on learning Taoism. Do you have the heart to listen to what I say?" Thinking of this, Nico Flamel got angry. He took a disciple well, but looked down on his own ability every day. Study the Taoism.

"No way, I'm afraid I'll bite off more than I can chew." Orlando hesitated and didn't dare to ask anymore, and quickly made a promise: "Teacher, I will work hard this time and will never let you down."

Nico Flamel gave a few more words, and then taught him step by step how to forge souls. Orlando grinned in pain after trying a few times, but he still persisted.

"That's it, take a sip every hour and don't stop forging. The first three days are the hardest, but the effect is also the best. As long as you get through it, the soul will be resistant and it won't hurt so much."

Orlando always felt that Nico Flamel was feeling a little gloating when he said this, although he concealed it well.

In the training room, Orlando sat cross-legged and let out one or two screams from time to time, which made Capri waiting at the door very anxious. If Nico Flamel hadn't repeatedly warned him not to go in and disturb him, he might have rushed in and interrupted Orlando. Practice.

With tenacity, Orlando practiced for three hours. At this time, he had the urge to bang his head against the wall, regretting why he chose thunder magic in the first place. This was really his own fault.

Fortunately, all these hardships were not in vain. He clearly felt that the dust on his spiritual platform had decreased a lot, his spiritual sense had recovered from 50 meters to 100 meters, and the sea of ​​souls in the mud ball in his mind was much smaller than before, but the feeling was still... It is more solid and agile.

After leaving the training room, Orlando quickly ordered Cabri to prepare bath water for him. He was soaked and exuded a sour smell that made people sick.

"You're done washing, how do you feel?" Nico Flamel asked comfortably.

"It's not bad, the three hours of training has reduced the ghost dust by half." Orlando said quite proudly, knowing that Nico Flamel originally bet that he wouldn't be able to last for an hour.

"It's not bad. You lasted for three hours the first time. There's nothing to say about your perseverance. It's just that you were too reckless. It's not necessarily a bad thing to suffer a loss this time." Although Orlando said this, Nico Flamel Still a little worried, he gently tapped his eyebrows with his fingers, used the power of his soul to sense it, then put down his fingers, nodded and said: "The effect is not bad, as long as you persist for a month, the dust of the resentful spirits will be cleared away and the spiritual platform will be clear and clear." question."

"Oh my god, it takes so long. Why do I feel like it will be solved after just a few more attempts?" Orlando opened his mouth wide. You must know that this soul forging method is actually beating the soul with a hammer. Although the hammer is virtual, The pain that hits the soul is real.

"The dust of resentful spirits can be large or small. The dust you just cleaned up is all small. These creatures are small in size and have weak souls, so they won't cause you much trouble, but the big dust is not so easy to clean. The only good thing is that, You did not use soul magic to kill people. You must know that humans are the primates of all things, and the resentful dust formed after death is not only difficult to remove but will also assimilate your soul."

"Teacher, I understand. I will continue to work hard after taking a rest."

After enjoying a big meal, Orlando couldn't wait to continue his journey of self-abuse. Sure enough, as Nico Flamel said, the speed of soul forging in clearing the dust of resentful spirits slowed down, and the effect was not as fast as he thought.

After three consecutive days of high-intensity training, Orlando gradually adapted to the heart-rending pain. He began to become a little numb and his spirit was a little dazed. If it were not for the replenishment and consumption of the life essence, he estimated that he would be a resentful spirit dust. Before the cleaning was completed, people died first.