I'm a priest at Hogwarts

With the supply of medicinal materials, Orlando prepared the medicinal bath solution, and quietly slipped into the Room of Requirement at night to continue his body training. The medicinal bath made with enough old medicinal materials was surprisingly effective, and he could feel the pain in his body every day. progress.

In busy days, time always flies by. One morning in mid-December, Orlando got up early and went for a run as usual. When he walked out of the gate of the castle, he saw several feet of snow covering everything, and the lake surface. It was also covered with hard ice.

Orlando walked hard, and the twenty-fold pressure made him sink deeply into the slush every time he took a step. He tried several times, but it was completely unable to exercise any effect, so he had no choice but to give up.

"Orlando, come and help me."

It was Hagrid, with a head protruding from under a tall tree with lush branches.

"Hagrid, what are you doing?"

"This is the Christmas tree I picked. How about it? It's big enough." Hagrid breathed heavily and said with his hands on the tree trunk.

"Let me help you." Since we can't do the running training anyway, let's help Hagrid.

Orlando walked over, carried the big tree without saying a word, and left, as easily as he was carrying a stick. Hagrid looked at him for a moment, and he even wondered if he was out of vision or dreaming.

After busying around to help Hagrid get the things he needed, it was already bright. The students who had woken up from their dreams walked out of the castle one after another and started playing in the snow.

The Weasley twins were punished for enchanting several snowballs to chase Quirrell around and hit him on the back of his turban.

Several owls flew through the windy and snowy sky to deliver the mail. After experiencing a lot of hardships, they had to regain their strength under Hagrid's care before they could continue to take off.

"Thank you, Orlando, I can't believe you are really a human right now?"

Hagrid covered the poor owls with his coat and they were freezing.

"Nothing to make a fuss about, Hagrid. I just practiced a special skill." Orlando rolled his eyes. Hagrid's words didn't sound like a compliment, but instead seemed like he was scolding him for not being a human being.

"Don't mind, I'm leaving first. These owls are frozen, so I have to send them back quickly." Hagrid stretched out his dirty hands and grabbed his matted hair and said.

While they were talking, Ron and Harry came back from outside the castle. After seeing them, they hurried over.

"Can you get out of the way?" Malfoy's cold, drawling voice came from behind them.

Hagrid's burly figure blocked Malfoy's view, and he did not see Orlando walking this way not far away.He continued sarcastically: "Do you want to earn some pocket money, Weasley? I guess you hope to guard the hunting grounds after graduating from Hogwarts? Hagrid's hut is the same as your original one." That home must look like a palace in comparison!"

After hearing this, Ron was so angry that he rushed towards Malfoy, but was caught by Harry, who had quick eyes and quick hands.

Faced with the students' sarcasm, Hagrid was anxious and didn't know what to say. He was rubbing his hands anxiously. Orlando was not Hagrid. Talking was never his style. He walked around him and appeared in Marl with a strong step. In front of Fu, he grabbed Malfoy with one hand and was lifted into the air like a chicken.

His two little followers, Goyle and Crabbe, only reacted at this moment. Just as they were about to take out their wands, they were slapped away by Orlando's big mouth.

"You...you barbarian, what do you want to do?" Malfoy waved his hands, trying to struggle out of this iron-like palm.

"Apologise for what you said, otherwise... hum!"

"me...."

Just at this moment, a familiar voice came over, "Orlando, what are you doing?"

Snape appeared on the stairs.

Just as Hagrid was about to speak, Orlando answered first: "Professor, I am communicating with Malfoy to see who is stronger."

With that said, he let go of Malfoy's collar, grabbed his shoulder with one hand and shook him gently. "Isn't that right, Malfoy?"

"no..."

"Yeah" Orlando squeezed gently.

"Oh...yes...yes, Professor, we are competing to see who is stronger." Malfoy blushed, and the pain made him extremely humiliated.

Snape frowned. One of them was his student, and the other was his beloved disciple. The palms and backs of his hands were full of flesh, and he had a headache.

"You two should go about your business quickly. If I see you causing trouble, I'll make it look good for you."

"Okay, Professor, Merry Christmas!"

"Hmph, don't cause any trouble for me." He turned around and left, completely ignoring Goyle and Crabbe who were lying on the ground.

"You're lucky, Malfoy. Don't let me see you in the future, otherwise I'll beat you every time I see you. Remember?"

"I...I..." Malfoy wanted to say a few harsh words, but didn't dare. He looked at Ron and Harry fiercely. He was really afraid of Orlando, especially knowing that he could use his bare hands. After fighting the giant monster, I just avoided him. Unexpectedly, I didn't want to memorize it today. I didn't look at the almanac when I went out and bumped into his hand.

Malfoy helped Goyle and Crabbe away.

Ron's wild laughter came from behind.

"What a relief, Orlando." Harry patted Orlando's arm and squeezed it. There was no difference. Why did you exert so much force?

"I...I..., hahaha, have you seen what he looks like? It's so funny." Ron said loudly and deliberately.

"No matter what, hitting someone is against Hogwarts school rules. Orlando, you will be expelled from the school." Hagrid said worriedly.

"Thank you, Hagrid, I'll keep an eye out." Orlando never took Malfoy seriously.

Several people went to the auditorium restaurant talking and laughing.

At this time, the auditorium looked beautiful and spectacular. The three tall walls were covered with hanging flower ribbons composed of holly and mistletoe. Twelve towering Christmas trees were erected throughout the room, and some of the trees were hung with sparkling ice. Pillars, and some trees were lit by hundreds of candles.

Professors McGonagall and Professor Flitwick were there, leading the students in decorating the Christmas decorations, and Hermione was also there.

Seeing Orlando, Professor McGonagall put down what she was holding and asked sternly: "Orlando, Malfoy just complained that you hit them?"

"We haven't had time to do this yet, Professor." Faced with Professor McGonagall, Orlando knew that lying would not work, so he had to tell the truth.

"You are so angry with me. Five points will be deducted from Gryffindor. You let me down so much."

Professor Flitwick was watching the fun happily, without any intention of persuading him. Usually it was Orlando who made them look embarrassed. Today, it was rare to see him frustrated. It was too late to be happy. How could he persuade him? Anyway, this kid earned a lot of points. , it doesn’t hurt to deduct points occasionally.

"It was Malfoy who provoked us first. Besides, Snape stopped Orlando before he could do anything." Ron explained angrily.

"And you, Weasley, you have caused enough trouble this semester. Do you want me to write a letter to your mother to report?"

Ron was too scared to say a word. If his mother knew about this, he would probably not have a good life during this winter vacation.

Harry and Ron, who were originally in high spirits, now became eggplants beaten by frost. What made them angry was that they fell into the hands of their own dean instead of Snape.

Orlando didn't care, since he won more points anyway, just deduct a few points. Several people lowered their heads and went up to the castle dejectedly.

"I'm going to the lab, why are you going?"

"Let's go to the library," Hermione said.

"By the way, Orlando, are you going back during the holidays?" Harry asked, "Ron and I are both at school for the holidays."

"Go back and leave tomorrow."

Harry was a little depressed. Everyone else had homes to go back to, but he didn't, even though Ron was with him.

"Okay, it's Christmas, be happy." Orlando patted him on the shoulder.

He is going home tomorrow, and Orlando still has many things to prepare, such as the preparation of the medicinal bath solution, which needs to be prepared in advance so that he will not delay his practice at home during the holidays, and there are also Christmas gifts for family, classmates, and friends. , these need to be arranged in advance.

After spending an entire afternoon doing this, Orlando had a delicious dinner and decided not to practice tonight. He decided to relax.

Whether it's a Muggle school or the wizarding world, winter and summer vacations are always exciting, and the students at Hogwarts can't wait for the holidays.

Although fires burned brightly in the Gryffindor common room and Great Hall, the drafty corridors became bitterly cold, and the classroom windows rattled in the biting wind.

Orlando walked through the corridor holding a thick stack of books, which were prepared for the winter vacation. There were no less than fifty books (he was holding a small part in his hand, and most of the rest were put into the bracelet) .These are all books about ancient magic texts. Ever since Principal Dumbledore made an unusual promotion to assistant professor, Mrs. Pince no longer limits the number of books he can borrow.

Pushing open the door to the Gryffindor common room, a warm breeze hit him. Orlando, who had completed the leather refining and alchemy refining one after another, was already immune to the cold and heat, but this did not mean that he liked the cold.

"Hi, Orlando, are you going home for the holidays?" Percy, who was reading on the sofa, was blown by the cold wind and raised his head to look at the person.

Ron was teaching Harry how to play wizard chess; Hermione was reading a book and doing homework; the Weasley twin brothers were performing their own magic juggling, which made Qiu Zhang and other girls laugh.

"Go home, where are you?"

"If we don't go back, mom and the others will go to Romania to visit Charlie." George said.

"So we have to spend this Christmas at school and can't go anywhere. I'm so pitiful!" Fred added in a funny tone.

"I'm not going back either. There's nothing wrong with spending Christmas at school." Harry, who was once again thrown down by Ron's Checkmate King, said with some frustration. He had lost five games in a row tonight.Of course, he didn't feel sorry for himself at all as to where he'd spent the holidays, and it was quite possibly the best Christmas he'd ever had.

"I'm going home, so I have to finish my homework quickly, otherwise I'll have to bring too many books. I also want to preview the next semester's textbooks at home." Hermione said matter-of-factly as she closed her homework.

"In that case, I wish you a Merry Christmas in advance! ...See you tomorrow, Hermione."

"See you tomorrow."

Orlando turned back to the dormitory and simply packed up. Things that were inconvenient to carry were stuffed into the bracelet, and a few clothes and books were put in the suitcase for show.

......

Riding the Hogwarts Express again, Orlando's mood was different from when he entered school.If I was a little nervous and uneasy when I came, my mood was completely different when I went back.After dreaming about integrating into the magical world, he discovered that magic is not as mysterious and untouchable as he imagined. On the contrary, as long as he is willing to work hard, even wizards from Muggle families can be as good as wizards from magical families, and some are even better. .

This kind of self-confidence is not a fantasy, but the result of his unremitting efforts in the past six months, and his study and practice have gone hand in hand.His hard work allowed him to acquire knowledge and strength far beyond those of his peers in a short period of time. This was the basis for his settlement and the source of his confidence.

He was in a happy mood when he returned home. Orlando bought a lot of snacks to share with Hermione and Neville. Of course, he didn't forget to buy a few more to take home for his family to taste.

The three of them were talking and laughing, and time passed quickly.

......

"Orlando, my little baby, mommy misses you so much." As soon as he got off the plane and left the terminal, a long-haired woman ran over and hugged him.

"Mom, everyone is watching."

The mother didn't care about that much. She hadn't seen her son for half a year, and she couldn't think of anything else. She would hug him and kiss him hard a few times no matter what, leaving Orlando's face covered in lipstick and a mess.

Emily held her father's hand and trotted after him. As soon as they met, she reached into her brother's arms and muttered: "Orlando, did you give me the gift?"

After wiping the lipstick and saliva on his face, Orlando patted the box and said, "Here it is, I'll bring it to you when I get home."

Edward Adam Bloom quickly took the suitcase. His son had been away from home for several months. It was impossible to say that he didn't think about it at all. He patted Orlando's shoulder hard and said happily: "Half a year." No, I have grown taller and stronger."

"Let's go home. It's very cold here." Mom stamped her feet. When she wasn't there, she was looking at the platform and didn't notice the cold. Now that she was there, she felt freezing instantly.

"That's right, Dad, let's go home quickly." Emily breathed out. She was so cold that she regretted not listening to her father and waiting in the car.

The group of people walked to the parking lot hand in hand. The temperature in Cardiff in December was extremely cold. Edward turned on the ignition several times before lighting up the car. The heater in the car was turned on, and the group of people recovered from the cold. Returning home talking and laughing.