I'm a priest at Hogwarts

The carnival lasted until one o'clock in the morning. When Professor McGonagall came to the scene wearing a plaid dressing gown and a hairnet, everyone was startled until she insisted that everyone go to bed. At this time, Gryffin The multi-college party has just come to an end.

Back in the dormitory, Orlando took a good bath and was about to go to bed when there was a noise in the corridor. Orlando got dressed and walked out. Percy also happened to go out. He lived opposite Orlando.

"What's happened?" asked Orlando.

"I don't know," Percy pinned his Head Boy badge to his pajamas as he walked away, "Let's go out and take a look."

Orlando followed him out, and the fire in the fireplace lit up the common room, which was littered with the rubbish of the party.

Soon several girls came down the stairs, wearing dressing gowns and yawning, and boys also appeared in the common room one after another.

"Awesome, do you want the party to continue?" Fred said cheerfully, while George cheered on the side.

"You two, be quiet and don't make trouble." Percy scolded, and then said loudly: "Everyone go back to the dormitory and go back to sleep."

"Percy, it's Sirius Black," Ron said in panic, "right in our dormitory, with a knife, and woke me up."

There was silence in the common room.

"Nonsense," yelled Percy, who looked horrified as well. "Are you drunk, Ron? Are you asleep?"

At this time, Professor McGonagall came back. After entering the common room, she slammed the door on the portrait behind her, looked around furiously and said sternly: "Gryffindor won the game, I am very happy, but this cannot be The reason why you violated school rules and disciplines. Percy, I thought that as the student union president, you could take the lead and set an example, but what have you done?"

"Professor, it's not what you think." Percy said jumpily, "I'm telling them all to go back to bed. My brother Ron had a nightmare..."

"It's not a nightmare," Ron yelled, "Professor, when I woke up Sirius Black was standing in front of me, holding a knife."

Professor McGonagall stared at him with disbelief clearly written in her eyes.

"Don't be a joke, Weasley, how could he get through the hole in the portrait?" a girl sneered.

"Maybe we can ask Sir Kagan," Orlando stood up and said, "If a stranger really comes in, I think he knows."

Professor McGonagall gave Ron a suspicious look, but she thought about Orlando's words for a moment, then pushed the painting away again and walked out, and the entire common room held its breath.

"Sir Cadogan, did you just let a strange man walk into Gryffindor Tower?"

"Of course, ma'am!" cried Sir Cadogan.

Everyone was so surprised that they were speechless, and their original sleepiness was washed away.

"How could you do this?" asked Professor McGonagall, "let a stranger in without a password?"

"You are wrong ma'am, he has a password." Sir Cadogan said proudly. "There is a whole week's worth of passwords, ma'am. I saw him take out a small piece of paper from his pocket and read them out one by one. of."

After hearing this, Professor McGonagall's face turned as white as chalk, and she glared at the students who were so surprised that they said nothing.

"Which one?" she yelled, her voice trembling with obvious anger. "What ignorant fool wrote down all the passwords for a week and left them everywhere?"

There was silence, and then a tiny, trembling voice broke the silence. It was Neville Longbottom who slowly raised his hands. At this time, he was shaking from his head to his feet in fluffy slippers.

Now, everyone couldn't sleep. Just as a precaution, Professor McGonagall gathered all the Gryffindor students in the common room and organized a large-scale inspection. No one was allowed to sleep until it was confirmed that it was safe. leave.

Under this situation, Orlando naturally took on the task of guard, while Percy led several prefects to maintain order, and he stood guard in front of the door to be alert of possible attacks.

At dawn, Professor McGonagall returns and tells everyone that Black has escaped again.The students breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help but wailed. They had had enough of being woken up in the middle of the night.

"Orlando, why did Blake attack me with a knife?" Ron was still frightened, and he couldn't figure out why.

"Could it be that he came to seek revenge from Harry and mistook you for him?" Hermione expressed her guess.

"No way, he...shouldn't it be Harry who seeks revenge on him?" Ron opened his mouth.

"He killed my parents, and now he wants to kill me and eliminate the roots. Isn't this normal?" Harry said in a calm tone, with a hint of evil in it. This was the first time Orlando had seen him like this.

"Okay, don't think so much, eat something and go back to catch up on your sleep." Orlando patted Harry on the shoulder and said.

The next day, the news about Gryffindor being invaded by Black spread throughout the campus, and students were everywhere. No matter where they went, they saw security measures being tightened.

Professor Flitwick was holding a large picture of Black and teaching everyone who was guarding the front door how to identify them; Filch was running up and down the corridors, boarding up everything from small cracks in the walls to rat holes.

Lord Cadogan was sacked, his portrait returned to the eighth-floor landing, and the Fat Lady returned.The school hired professionals to fully restore the Fat Lady, but even so she was still extremely nervous.

For this reason, Dumbledore had to agree to hire a group of dwarfs to protect her. They were rough and rude creatures whose favorite thing to do was to beat each other with sticks and threaten passing students.

"Orlando, I really want to stick a wand into their nostrils." Ron pointed to the upper of his shoes, which had a green liquid on it, which was extremely disgusting.

"I support you, if you can defeat them." Orlando covered his nose and stayed away from him. These dwarfs were really disgusting, and they exuded a strange smell. He didn't know what Dumbledore was thinking.

"Clean up." Hermione took out her wand and clicked it, helping Ron clean up the dirt.

"Come on, don't hang around here." Then she took Orlando's hand and walked away first. She really couldn't stand the smell.

The school's owls flew into the hall, delivering mail as usual. A huge barn owl stopped in front of Neville, holding a scarlet envelope in its mouth. Neville was dumbfounded.

Orlando quickly put down the tea cup in his hand and added an ear plugging charm to himself and Hermione. Not to mention that these small spells can play a big role sometimes.

Neville took the shouting letter and ran away. Unfortunately, before he could take a few steps, the huge voice of the shouting letter rang out. It was the voice of Neville's grandmother, a hundred times louder than the usual volume. She screamed in condemnation. He brought shame to the entire family.

Neville sat down on the ground, his eyes glazed over and his ears ringing. The Slytherin students burst out laughing at his appearance.

Orlando walked over, helped Neville up, and then used magic to make the roaring letter disappear.

"I always have trouble remembering things, Orlando, and I don't want to, but what can I do?" Neville sobbed and said confusedly.

"Drink some milk tea," Hermione picked up a cup and put it into his hand, causing the Slytherin side to laugh even louder. "Stop crying and let those people laugh."

"I suggest you get a small notebook and tie it to your body with a rope so you won't lose it." Orlando suggested kindly.

"That's a good idea, Neville." Harry said from the side: "This way you won't lose anything."

"Thank you Orlando, I know what to do."