I'm a priest at Hogwarts

After checking Orado's recent training progress, Nico Flamel nodded with satisfaction and said, "You have no need to say your talent. You are much better than I was back then. If you continue to practice step by step like this, in less than ten years You will be able to take the crucial step - to leave your body."

"Teacher, will it take ten more years?"

"What kind of mentality do you have? Ten years is already a short time. Your teacher and I only did it when I was 60 years old." Nico Flamel said with a look of hatred that iron cannot become steel.

Orlando also wants to become an immortal as soon as possible. He often feels that there is not enough time. There is a feeling that 1 years is too long and he has the energy to seize every day.

"Teacher, can't the magic stone speed up cultivation?" Orlando asked cautiously.

"The Magic Stone, I almost forgot about this. It is possible, but after all, it relies on external objects. Over time, it will make you dependent. It is not as solid as your step-by-step practice. I don't recommend you to use it prematurely."

"I don't need to use it directly. I can refine it into an external elixir and use it as a magic power storage. What do you think, teacher?"

"Hey, this idea is somewhat new, but it is feasible. This can speed up the efficiency of meditation without making people dependent. It is a good idea." Nico Flamel's eyes lit up.

"When Dumbledore uses up the Philosopher's Stone, you can take it back."

"Okay, teacher. I don't know who Principal Dumbledore wants to catch with the Sorcerer's Stone as bait?" Orlando asked knowingly.

"Haha, this old friend of mine is the most scheming. He is playing a long game to catch the big fish. As for who the big fish is, haha, I won't tell you. You can guess for yourself." Nico Flamel I won’t tell you what makes you depressed.

Orlando curled his lips, really pretending that I didn't know, I just didn't want to say it.

"Forget it, no matter who he catches, this semester is over anyway, teacher, your agreement with him is also over, and I will get the magic stone back."

"I just know that you little devil is obsessed with the Magic Stone and thinks about taking shortcuts all day long. You must know that the foundation determines the height. Only when you walk out one step at a time will you be solid." Nico Flamel couldn't help but lectured.

"Don't I want to succeed in my cultivation as soon as possible, so as not to be bullied all the time and make you angry, teacher?"

"Don't worry, I will deal with those who bully you sooner or later. If a tiger doesn't show off its power, it will treat me like a sick cat, huh."

Nico Flamel became very angry when he mentioned this. He had been making preparations secretly these days, but Orlando didn't know it. He was just waiting for an opportunity to make a fuss and vent his anger.

"Teacher, don't mess around. It's important to recover. I'll just say it casually. Don't worry about it. I will take care of my affairs myself. When I succeed in cultivation, these people will naturally not dare to look down on you. Me." Orlando said plausibly.

"It's good that you have this mentality. You have to tolerate it when you are young. Of course, your teacher and I are not vegetarian, and I will help you stand up."

If Orlando wanted to say anything else, Nicolas Flamel waved his hand and said: "Okay, go practice, I also want to rest."

"Okay then, good night, teacher!"

"Um."

......

In the morning, when he returned to school, Orlando found that the Gryffindor common room was extremely lively. All the Gryffindor students were talking about scores angrily. Some students didn't know what was going on when they saw him and pointed out. Let him watch in the direction of recording the Academy Cup score.

Orlando squeezed through the crowd and walked towards the huge hourglass that recorded the Academy Cup score. At this time, Gryffindor was 150 points less than yesterday. Many students thought something had gone wrong at first, and then the news slowly spread: Harry Potter, the famous Harry Potter, the hero of two Quidditch matches, actually caused them to lose so many points, him, and two other stupid first-year students.

The students of Slater cheered and cheered, now they were No. 1 again, while the students of Gryffindor were crestfallen, in stark contrast, the students of the other two houses were divided into two groups, one group was watching the fun and it had nothing to do with them, The other group gloated over the misfortune and commented heavily on the characters who caused the incident.

Orlando shook his head. He knew without even thinking that Harry was in trouble again.

During breakfast, Harry and Ron lowered their heads and said nothing. Hermione did not come, and the surrounding Gryffindor students looked at them with hatred.

"What's going on with you? I've already sent Norbert away. How can you still expose Lou Zi?"

Ron stirred the pumpkin porridge with a spoon and said bitterly: "It's not Malfoy, this despicable guy. We agreed to a duel, but he secretly ran away to complain and betray us."

Harry clenched his fists, feeling annoyed for his recklessness. If he hadn't been so hot-headed and impulsively agreed to Malfoy, they wouldn't have fallen into such an obvious trap.

"Okay, now that the matter has been resolved, there is no need for you to blame yourself. At best, you can work hard and save the points elsewhere." Orlando comforted.

"Where's Hermione? Why didn't I see her come to dinner?"

"I don't know, I must be sad that she is someone who cares so much about scores." Ron said dejectedly.

"Bring her some food and take her back. Do you know who she shares a dormitory with?"

Harry and Ron, you look at me, I look at you, and shake my head.

"I don't know, she seems to be a loner."

"With her personality, she probably doesn't have any other friends."

"Ron, what are you talking about?" Orlando scolded softly.

"Forget it, I'll ask the house elf to send it to her."

Orlando packed some food, returned to the dormitory, and asked Capri to deliver it to him.

Today's Hogwarts is full of excitement, whether in class or after class, Orlando is not in the mood to read quietly.

Harry, who was once one of the most popular and admired people in school, suddenly became a target.Even the students of Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff didn't have a good look on him, because everyone had always wanted to see Slytherin lose the House Cup.

No matter where Harry went, people would point fingers at him, and they would not lower their voices when saying insulting things to him.In response, whenever he passed by the Slytherins, they always clapped, whistled, and cheered. "Thank you, Potter, you have done us a great favor!"

Only when Orlando was around, they would restrain themselves a little, which made Harry and Ron cling to him even more. There was no other way, so Orlando had to take two followers with him wherever he went, just another Malfoy.

In the library study room, Orlando took several books on soul analysis. Ron and Harry flipped through the textbooks boredly, trying to concentrate on memorizing the spells in the books.

"Come on, don't get downcast. They'll forget all about this in a few weeks. Fred and George have been losing points since they started school, and people still like them, no."

"But they never lost 150 points all at once, did they?" Harry said sadly.

"Indeed not." Ron said frustratedly.

"I'm too lazy to worry about you. I'm going to start reading now. Before dinner, you should review your homework and try to get a high score in the final exam. This may change everyone's impression of you." Orlando shook his head, feeling that he was almost mature. Babysitter.

During dinner, Orlando was stuffing rice balls into his mouth when a voice came.

"Orlando."

"What's wrong, Hermione?" Hermione's eyes were red and swollen like cherries.

"Can I ask you a favor?"

"You said."

"Can you help me modify this? This is a potion formula for treating toothache that I wrote inspired by you. I made some finished products and sent them to my father. They have been used on patients and they are very effective." Hermione was worried. She said that she did not dare to go to the professor directly because she was not confident.

Orlando picked up the manuscript and read it. It was a magic potion refined by Hermione combined with the medicine used by Muggle doctors to treat toothaches. It is more effective and has a wider range of medicinal properties. It is extremely effective against periodontitis, gum swelling and pain, and pulpitis. It has curative effects and is very suitable for promotion in the magical world.

"You are really a genius, Hermione. I am going to take you to see Professor McGonagall. I believe that the professor will praise you greatly after seeing this. Maybe you will become an amazing potion refiner."

After hearing this, Harry and Ron hurriedly put down the food in their hands and looked at Hermione in surprise. Although they knew that Hermione had been refining potions mysteriously recently, they did not expect that she was actually refining potions. Let her fiddle with it.

"Harry, pack some food for me. I'll be right back."

Orlando grabbed Hermione, and the two of them ran to the Dean's office one after the other.

"Orlando, are you sure this potion formula is effective in treating toothache?" After hearing what happened and reading the manuscript in his hand, Professor McGonagall asked with some uncertainty.

"I'm sure, Professor. As far as I know, the main drugs used to treat toothache in the Muggle world are cephalosporin, roxithromycin, etc. These drugs have been fully demonstrated in the Muggle world, but they are just common habits in our magical world. Using analgesic magic, which directly treats toothache, only treats the symptoms but not the root cause, but the magic potion formula researched by Hermione has filled this gap in time and can have the same effect as Muggle medicine, perhaps even more powerful."

After hearing this, Professor McGonagall's eyes lit up, "Orlando, please go and ask Professor Snape to come."

"Ok."

Orlando winked at Hermione and told her to wait.

Professor McGonagall looked at the anxious female student in front of her, her eyes red from crying, and felt pity.He stroked her hair and comforted her softly: "The professor punished you because you made a mistake, but it is not terrible to make a mistake. If you learn a lesson and correct your mistakes, you will still be a good child."

Along the way, Orlando briefly told what happened. Professor Snape was extremely surprised that he could develop a new potion. This was a great honor for a potion refining master. To think that this kind of honor would appear to a first-year student.

......

"you sure."

"I'm sure," Professor Snape replied.

With Professor Snape's endorsement, Professor McGonagall was completely convinced. She asked Orlando and Hermione to go back first. She and Professor Snape took the manuscript to Principal Dumbledore.

After leaving the dean's office, Harry and Ron waited for a long time at the corner of the corridor, wanting to know the outcome of the matter as soon as possible.

"How's it going, Hermione? Did it work?" Harry asked eagerly.

Hermione nodded shyly, she didn't expect things to go so smoothly.

"Let's go back to the lounge first, Ron. Have you packed the food for me?"

"They're all here." Ron arranged the packages in his arms.

After being depressed all day, the three of them finally regained their smiles.

"Do you think the professor will give Hermione extra points?" Harry couldn't help but ask.

Hermione clenched her fists nervously.

"How do I know that?" Ron shook his head, "Orlando, do you think so?"

How could Orlando, who was immersed in cooking, have time to care about this? It was not very hot when it was packed back, but it was about to cool down this time. It would be wrong not to eat it quickly to taste.

The three of them didn't dare to disturb Orlando's meal, so they had to watch him eagerly until he finished. Although they were anxious to know the answer, they also understood that it was best not to interrupt this big eater when he started to eat.

I wiped my mouth, took a sip of strong tea, and finally felt full.

"The appetite seems to have become smaller recently." Orlando sighed with emotion.

Harry and the three of them couldn't laugh or cry. They curled their lips in unison. After eating so much, did they eat less?

"Tell me, Orlando, will there be extra points?" Ron couldn't help it.

Hermione also looked at him with bright eyes.

"If Hermione can hand over the naming rights to the school, I think it should be okay to add at least a hundred points."

"Naming rights, what is that?" Hermione asked in confusion.

"Naming rights means naming new potions after Hogwarts School. This way the school can gain a huge reputation, which means you have made a huge contribution to the school. Do you think it is worth [-] points?"

Harry's eyes widened, and Ron's mouth also widened. This not only deducted the fifty points deducted by Hermione, but also earned an additional fifty points, which put a lot of pressure on them.

Just as he was talking, Percy ran in panting and shouted: "Hermione, Orlando, the dean wants you to go to the principal's office."

Sure enough, after Dumbledore asked kindly, Hermione gave up the naming rights as expected. For this reason, Dumbledore specially added 150 points to Gryffindor. In other words, the points just deducted yesterday were one day. Before the time was up, they all came back again. It was really full of twists and turns, ups and downs.

After the gloomy morning, the Gryffindor lounge fell into a sea of ​​carnival again. This time Hermione became the focus of everyone's attention and the hero in their hearts.

"Hermione, congratulations, you don't have to worry about money in the future." Orlando joked.

"Thank you, Orlando, you helped me." First surprised and then happy, Hermione's red and swollen eyes shone with joy.

"We are friends and we should help each other."

"Orlando, please explain, what do you mean by not having to worry about money?" Ron, who was scared of being poor, suddenly grasped the key point of the question.

"It was Hermione who gave the naming rights to the new potion to Hogwarts. Hogwarts only got the name but no profit, and the patent rights returned to Hermione. Principal Dumbledore pulled the strings and cooperated with St. Mungo's Hospital in the name of the school. , all the proceeds will belong to Hermione, so I said that she will not have to worry about money in the future, she will be a proper little rich woman."

After hearing this, Ron's eyes instantly lit up, and Harry was also sincerely happy for Hermione.

Only Hermione was still confused. The day had been like a roller coaster. She was still in a daze and couldn't believe it.