I'm a priest at Hogwarts

"There's something good to watch." Orlando muttered softly.He is the only one who understands in his heart the purpose of pretending to be Moody in this play, while Karkaroff is simply acting with a guilty conscience.

Harry also saw that something was wrong, and he subconsciously hid behind Orlando. After all, he was the most reliable among so many people.

At this time, Karkaroff's face turned pale, showing a terrible expression of anger and fear.

"It's you!" He stared at Moody blankly, as if he wasn't sure he really saw him.

"It's me," Moody said gloomily. "Unless you have something to say to Potter, Karkaroff, then move on. You've blocked the door."

At this time, half of the students in the auditorium were waiting behind them, and many people stood on tiptoes to see what happened.

Professor Karkaroff said nothing more. He waved his hand and walked away with his students.Moody stared at him until he was out of sight.His magical eye stared intently at Karkaroff's back, with an expression of extreme disgust on his mutilated face.

"Let's go, the show is over, it's time for us to go back." Orlando glanced at Moody and said happily.

"We are going to have a meal, do you want to join us?" Orlando saw that Harry had something to say, so he took the initiative to invite.

So a group of four people separated from the crowd and walked to the eighth floor. On the way, they saw the twin brothers also leaving the group.

"What do George and the others want to do?" Ron asked, pointing at their backs.

"Don't worry about them, you can't control them anymore." Hermione said, imitating Orlando's tone.

As soon as we entered the Room of Requirement, a scent hit the store, it was the smell of roasted whole lamb.Capri is turning the grill carefully, and a little residual fire keeps the meat warm to ensure that the little owners can enjoy the right taste.

"Thank you Capri."

"It's not hard, Master. I didn't know you had other friends coming, and the ingredients you prepared don't seem to be enough." Kabri said in fear.

"It doesn't matter, they can't eat much." Orlando gestured, "Harry and Ron can sit wherever you want, you're welcome."

After Harry tasted the taste, he put down his knife and fork and watched them eat. Ron took a piece of mutton chop and chewed it with relish, while Hermione's appetite surprised him.

"Orlando, why do you think Karkaroff is looking at me like this?" Harry finally asked after Orlando finished wiping the corners of his mouth.

"Because he recognized you. If it wasn't you back then, he might have had another fate."

"What do you say?" Hermione and Ron also became interested.

"He was once a Death Eater and was released on bail by betraying his companions. Do you understand?"

"Death Eater? Oh my god." Ron's mouth widened, "How is it possible that a Death Eater becomes Principal Durmstrang?"

"What's so strange about this?" Hermione recently served as Orlando's external relations writer. She got to know many well-known wizards from all over the world, and it was not difficult to discover the intricate relationship network of these ancient families. "As long as someone endorses it and then insists that he is being The Imperius Curse is under control, and if we introduce a few Death Eaters as scapegoats, it will be easy to escape."

"This is nothing like what you said." Harry looked at her in surprise.

"It becomes like this after being in contact with Orlando too much." Hermione shrugged and spread her hands like Orlando did. Her playful and cute look made people laugh.

"So he showed surprise after discovering my identity? Then Moody's attack on him can be justified. He used to be an Auror. I know this." Harry quickly figured out the whole story. .

"Don't you want to try it? I think the hall must be very lively now."

"Do you have any good ideas?" Ron was a little eager to try, "I mean to avoid that magic."

"No, my method is not suitable for you. I suggest you go to George and Fred. They will definitely find a way."

"Well, Harry, what do you think?"

"I think it's better to forget it. I don't think I can escape Dumbledore's magic."

"Let's go back and figure out a solution." Ron pulled him and left the Room of Requirement.

"Why didn't you stop them?" Orlando asked Hermione curiously.

"You refused to listen and instigated them, didn't you just want them to leave?" Hermione rolled her eyes at him and said.

"You have seen all this." Orlando smiled, and the two of them collected the leftovers and began the day's evening practice.

The next day is Saturday. Generally speaking, students go to have breakfast very late.However, Orlando and Hermione were not the only ones who got up early on the weekend. When they walked into the foyer after morning practice, they saw more than 20 people gathered there, some of them still eating bread, and they were all looking at the Goblet of Fire carefully.The cup was placed in the center of the foyer, on the stool where the Sorting Hat usually rested.A thin line of gold was drawn on the floor, ten feet long on each side, surrounding the cup.

"I want to try this line," said Orlando suddenly, wanting to see if his magic worked.

"Is it Orlando?" The crowd parted in the middle.

"What is this for?"

"Isn't he excluded from the Warriors list by the three major schools?"

Orlando stood outside the golden line. He took out his wand and touched himself. A defensive thunder shield enveloped his whole body. Then he pinched his finger again, and the power of his soul burst out, hiding his bone age. After doing all this, he stepped across the golden thread. Very good. He passed through the magic without any hindrance. He walked to the low stool. Orlando picked up the Goblet of Fire and played with it carefully. There is nothing strange about it, just an alchemical product with simple wisdom.

After satisfying his curiosity, he put the Goblet of Fire back on the chair intact, and then withdrew from the golden thread.

"Orlando, how did you do that?" The students gathered around and asked all kinds of questions.

"This is a magic to determine bone age. As long as you master the trick, it's not difficult to pass." Orlando answered truthfully.

"Can you teach me?" A Hufflepuff girl hugged his arm and acted like a baby. This scene made Hermione's face darken and she became jealous.

Orlando pulled out his hand without leaving a trace, and with a slight exertion, the crowd involuntarily parted a path.

"This cannot be taught. It is a kind of thunder spell. You should think of other methods." The reason why Orlando manifested the power of thunder just now was to cover up his soul magic.

"Let's go get something to eat." The two of them left the hall without looking back, leaving behind a group of people eating melon.

"Orlando, I heard that you passed the line set by Dumbledore?" Harry and Ron arrived late and asked gossiping from the beginning.

"Yeah, it's not difficult."

"Did you put your name in?"

"No, I'm just satisfying my curiosity."

"What a pity, why not me?" Ron said sadly, "Did someone put their name in?"

"Yes, all representatives from Durmstrang," Orlando replied casually, "but I haven't seen anyone sign up for Hogwarts yet."

"Someone must have put the name in while we were sleeping last night." Harry said, "If it were me, I would do this... I don't want everyone to see it. If the cup crumbles your name into a ball and throws it out, How embarrassing that would be!”

"I can only say that your idea makes sense." Orlando thought to himself. When your name appears on the Warriors roster, you won't think this way.

At this time, there was loud laughter behind Orlando. It was Fred, George and Lee Jordan.

"We made it," Fred whispered to Orlando and the others in a triumphant tone, "just drank it."

"Aging agent?"

"How did you know?" the three of them asked in unison.

"What is an age-enhancing agent?" Ron asked with a confused look on his face.

"A simple potion that makes people grow older after drinking it seems to increase their age falsely, but the bone age has not changed, so I don't think you can succeed."

"How do you know so well?" Jordan asked doubtfully.

"Because he just passed that line." Hermione explained.