I'm a priest at Hogwarts

The notice in the foyer had a lasting impact on those who lived in the castle.Over the next week, Orlando found that no matter where he went, people seemed to be talking about one topic: the Triwizard Tournament.

Rumors spread quickly among students, like the highly contagious Omicron virus - who will compete to be the champion of Hogwarts?What events will there be in the competition?How are the students at Beauxbatons and Durmstrang different from them?These topics quickly covered up Orlando's gossips and scandals. After all, students are the most chasing after new things. With the more exciting Triwizard Tournament as a topic, Orlando's magic was forgotten. This also Exactly what he wanted, peace and quiet.

The only thing that makes the students unhappy is that the school rules and disciplines have become more and more strict. Some minor details that did not need to be paid attention to before have now become the objects that must be corrected.

Orlando also noticed that the castle seemed to be undergoing a thorough cleaning.Several dirty portraits were scrubbed clean, and the scrubbed characters were unhappy about it.They sat huddled in the picture frame, muttering unhappily, and grimacing in pain every time they touched the newly exposed pink flesh on their faces.

So much so that armors that had not been used for a long time suddenly became shiny and shiny, and they no longer "creaked" when they moved.

The happiest person is Argus Filch, the administrator. He was given the important task of maintaining school spirit and discipline by Dumbledore, so whenever he enters the hall and sees a student forgetting to clean his shoes, he will scold him fiercely. He got so angry that he scared two first-year girls into hysteria.

This trend soon spread throughout the campus, and all faculty and staff became unusually nervous. Even an outstanding student like Orlando was reprimanded because he did not turn in his homework as required.This is really crazy. He always depends on his mood when doing homework. At this juncture, he can only give in and complete the class assignments honestly.

"Longbottom, please be kind and don't reveal your secret to the people in Durmstrang and let them see that you don't even know a simple transformation spell." When class was about to end, Professor McGonagall yelled sternly. road.That lesson went particularly poorly when Neville accidentally grafted his ear onto a cactus.

"I think they are all crazy," Orlando said angrily after being told that the notice for day students to enter and leave the campus was cancelled. "Isn't it because there are students from other schools living in the school? Are they so nervous?"

"It's okay, don't we have a backup plan? It's not a big deal." Hermione was calmer than Orlando. She had already thought about it. If it didn't work out, she would stay in the Room of Requirement. It wouldn't affect her practice anyway.

On the morning of October 10, when Orlando went downstairs for breakfast, he found that the auditorium had been decorated overnight.Huge silk banners hung on the walls, each one representing a house of Hogwarts: Gryffindor on a red background with a golden lion, Ravenclaw on a blue background with a bronze eagle, and Ravenclaw on a yellow background. The one with a black badger is Hufflepuff, and the green one with a silver boa constrictor is Slytherin.Behind the teacher's desk, there is the largest banner, which is the coat of arms of Hogwarts: lion, eagle, badger, and snake together, surrounding a large letter H.

During the meal, Orlando was informed that he would be the outstanding student representative to welcome the guests. Orlando wanted to refuse, but Professor McGonagall refused to give him a chance to speak. After the notification, he turned around and left.

"You are so awesome. You must know that only warriors by convention are qualified to be student representatives, representing the highest-achieving students in a school."

Ron said with envy as Harry, Ron and Hermione sat down at the Gryffindor table, next to Orlando.

"I can't be a warrior, so what's the use of all this? Besides, this is the job of a hostess. Whoever wants to do it can do it."

Orlando's words made everyone laugh. The Weasley twin brothers slapped the table exaggeratedly. Soon his words spread throughout the campus, attracting an angry reprimand from Professor McGonagall.

On this day, there was a joyful mood of anticipation in the air.In class, no one was paying attention to the lecture. Everyone was thinking that people from Beauxbatons and Durmstrang would be coming tonight.Even Potions class wasn't as unbearable as usual because it had to end half an hour early.

When the bell rang early, Orlando had to go back to the dormitory to change into his Wizengamot youth representative uniform and wear the silver badge. This was what Professor McGonagall requested, and he could not refuse but had to comply.

Harry, Ron and Hermione hurried to Gryffindor Tower, put down their school bags and textbooks as instructed, put on their cloaks, and rushed down the stairs to the entrance hall.

By the time Orlando came down from the tower, they were already lined up.

Wearing a purple-red robe with a delicate silver "W" embroidered on the left chest, coupled with a handsome face, Orlando instantly became the focus of everyone's attention.

"So handsome!"

"My heart was beating so hard it felt like it was going to pop out."

"I want to be his girlfriend, and none of you should steal her from me."

......

There were whispers from the crowd, and some bold girls even blew kisses at Orlando, which made Hermione very angry.

Seeing that the queues were in chaos, the deans of each college had to order the students to rearrange their queues.

Orlando followed instructions and walked to the front of the line, walking with Dumbledore.

"Isn't it very cool!" Dumbledore, who was wearing a star-patterned dress, joked playfully, and it was obvious that he was in a good mood.

"I like to keep a low profile, you know that." Orlando glanced at him sideways. He had a feeling that Dumbledore was deliberately building momentum for him, letting him stand out and attract fire?Or advertising Hogwarts?Maybe both, he is indeed an old fox.

They filed down the steps and stood in line in front of the castle.It was a cold, fresh evening, night was falling, and a white, translucent moon was already hanging over the Forbidden Forest.

Orlando stared ahead, talking quietly to Dumbledore, while whispers and scoldings from professors came from behind.

"Weasley, put your hat on straight," Professor McGonagall said sternly to Ron, "Miss Patil, take that ridiculous thing off your hair."

Parvati frowned unhappily and removed a large butterfly headdress from the end of the braid.

Hermione stood between Harry and Ron, in the fourth row of the line. She stood on tiptoes and looked forward. Although they were only separated for a moment, she still felt like a long time had passed.

"Orlando is so handsome today!" Harry praised sincerely, "Why didn't I realize before that it really depends on the clothes and the saddle?"

Hermione felt happy when someone praised her boyfriend, but she still pretended to be nonchalant.

"It's almost six," said Ron, looking at his watch and looking at the driveway leading to the front door. "How do you think they're coming? By train?"

"I don't think so," said Hermione.

"How come? Broomsticks?" Harry guessed, looking up at the starry sky.

"I don't think...from that far..."

"Portkeys?" Ron guessed. "Or they can Apparate—maybe people under seventeen are allowed to Apparate in their part?"

"How many times do you want me to say this? Apparition is not allowed in the grounds of Hogwarts. It is protected by a magic circle." Hermione said impatiently.

Time passed bit by bit, and the sky gradually darkened, but there was still no movement.Everything was silent and peaceful, just like normal.

"Don't be anxious, we're almost there." Dumbledore said softly, as if aware of Orlando's impatience.