I'm a priest at Hogwarts

"It's just that if you don't review well, you will blame others if you fail in the exam." Hermione was not used to him.

"I'm just complaining, why are you so critical of me?" Ron, who was already depressed, became even more depressed now.

The next morning, Hagrid presided over the Care of Magical Creatures exam, but he looked preoccupied and seemed not to be focusing on the exam at all.He brought the class a large bucket of fresh Flobber caterpillars and told them that in order to pass the test, their Flobber caterpillars must still be alive after one hour.Flobber caterpillars reproduce extremely quickly if left alone, so this was the easiest test they had ever experienced.

The Potions exam in the afternoon seemed almost easy to Orlando, but it was like a disaster to Harry and Ron. This was easily seen from the smile on Snape's face.

There was an astronomy test at midnight, and everyone ran to the observatory, the tallest tower, out of breath.This is purely a knowledge that tests your memory. You need to find the drawings corresponding to different astrology and the astrological directions corresponding to the different drawings within the specified time, and draw them out, and make corrections based on time and angle.This was simply childish for Orlando, who had a photographic memory. It took him half an hour to complete the entire exam.

The History of Magic test was taken on Wednesday morning. It was a purely written test. For others, it might be the most troublesome test, but for Orlando, it was just a matter of spending some time filling up the test paper, then handing it in and waiting for others to finish the test.

In the afternoon, there was the Herbal Medicine test, which was held in a greenhouse under the bright sun. Hermione was a little nervous, and there were beads of sweat on her neck. Orlando gave her a mint to comfort her and said, "Just be normal. "

Thursday morning was Defense Against the Dark Arts, their penultimate exam.The test proposed by Professor Lupine was one that none of them had ever taken and was the most unusual.

They were taken outside, in an obstacle course-like test in the sun, where the students had to wade across a pond with a grindylow and squeak through a series of potholes filled with red caps. A swamp, ignoring misguided instructions from a hinkpunker, and crawling into an old box to fight a new boggart.

Orlando was placed at the end because Professor Lupine was not sure whether the props he had tested could still be used by others. Obviously his measure was wise.

Even if Orlando, who has clairvoyance, does not use supernatural powers, it would be impossible for these low-level magical creatures to seduce him or control his thoughts.I saw him strolling by without any hesitation the whole time. After looking at him, the magical creatures that were used for assessment were counterattacked by their skills and fell into dementia and lethargy. This made the melon-eating people in the circle shout, "Hey!" It's almost as lively as a festival.

"Great, Orlando, so cool." Harry shouted out Dali's catchphrase.

"I'm proud of you, Orlando." Hermione said happily.

"This is the best exam I've ever seen, bar none." Ron stepped on the mud. Although he only passed half of the exam just now, he was sunk waist deep by Xinkpunk's wrong guidance. In the mud, he still praised it sincerely.

"Hurry and clean the mud off your feet, otherwise Filch will most likely have to clean the floor when you return to the castle." Orlando pointed to his shoes and said.

A group of people gathered around Orlando talking and laughing as he returned to the castle. People surrounded him and walked into the hall. At the end of the stairs, they met someone they didn't want to see - Cornelius Fudge.

Cornelius Fudge was wearing his pinstriped cloak, his forehead was a little sweaty, his face was not very good, and he looked like he was still angry. Behind him was a middle-aged woman who liked to wear plaid and pretended to be a girl. ——Dolores Umbridge.

"It's you." Dolores Umbridge recognized Orlando at a glance.Last time in the Hogwarts principal's office, she was scolded and knocked unconscious by him just for saying a few words. This incident made her a laughing stock in the Ministry of Magic and she couldn't hold her head up for several months. .Now the enemy was extremely jealous of meeting each other, but before she could say anything, Fudge took a step forward and held Orlando's hand.

"Hello, Mr. Orlando! Long time no see. Are you back from the exam?" He greeted warmly. Orlando nodded politely, and then pulled his palm back without leaving a trace.

"Hello, Mr. Minister, we have just completed the Defense Against the Dark Arts exam and are now going to the auditorium for dinner. Do you want to come with us?"

"No, no, thank you for the invitation. There are too many things to do and I don't even have time to eat. It's really too bad. I came here to perform an unpleasant mission. It's really sad news." Fudge said this. At that time, I didn’t feel any sadness at all, but instead felt a little gloating about my misfortune.

"There was a witness present when the Committee for the Disposal of Dangerous Creatures requested the execution of a mad hippogriff. It happened that I needed to visit Hogwarts for Black's sake, so they invited me to attend." Fudge wiped his forehead. The sweat on his face seemed to have thought of something, and he explained awkwardly.

"Please say hello to Master Nico Flamel for me. If he needs my help in any way, please don't be polite. The British magic world has not listened to the master's teachings for a long time."

Fudge pretended to be humble and said. His sincere attitude made Dolores Umbridge behind him think that the Minister was controlled by the Demention Curse. She forced out a smile awkwardly and swallowed what she was about to say. go back.

"Okay, Mr. Minister, if you want to execute a hippogriff on campus, I suggest that it be after six o'clock. After all, it is noon. Many students are wandering on campus. It would not be good to see blood. "Orlando suggested politely. If it weren't for the fear that Buckbeak would make too much noise and attract Dumbledore's attention, he wouldn't bother to pay so much attention.

"Your suggestion is very good. The Committee for Disposal of Dangerous Creatures has not considered it. It really shouldn't be done in front of so many students." Fudge thought for a while and looked around, then said to Dolores Umbridge: "You stay here and we'll do it after dark."

At this time, two wizards walked in from the castle gate behind them.One was very old, with gray hair and a withered figure, and looked like he was going to die at any moment; the other was tall, powerful, with a sparse mustache, and looked very ferocious.Orlando looked at them and guessed that these were representatives of the Committee for the Disposal of Dangerous Creatures.

"It just so happens that you are here too. Umbridge will stay and deal with this matter with you. The execution time will be changed to six o'clock after dark. Be careful not to let the students see it. Do you understand?" For these two His subordinate Fudge was not so polite and gave the order directly.

"That's it, Orlando. Goodbye."

"Goodbye."

No one else said anything, just watching them chatting awkwardly.

"Why does he seem to have changed?" Hermione couldn't help but ask after Fudge walked away.

"It's not that he changed as a person, but that he recognized the reality after being taught a lesson by fists. This is how politicians survive."

"It's so hypocritical, and there's that pink toad. Someone who is clearly in his late [-]s is still dressed up like my sister-in-law. It's really disgusting."

"Ron, your description is so apt. The pink toad is so vivid." Harry burst into laughter, and then the laughter suddenly stopped when he thought of something, "What about Buckbeak? Orlando, are you really sure? ?”

"Don't worry, I've made all the arrangements. If you don't believe it, look at Hermione. She's not in a hurry at all." Orlando didn't know how to explain Halbo's matter, so he had to leave the question to Hermione.

"Just relax. Why should Orlando worry about doing things?" Hermione touched the bracelet on her wrist and said with a smile.

"That's right, Harry, don't worry about it. Just wait and hear the good news. Let's hurry up and eat. I'm almost starving after working all morning." Ron pulled Harry and walked to the restaurant.