I'm a priest at Hogwarts

"Harry! Harry, are you all right?"

"I'm fine. Go get the reinforcements quickly. Orlando is fighting Voldemort."

As soon as he heard the name, Hagrid rolled his eyes and trembled violently. He swallowed hard and said in a trembling voice: "Harry, are you kidding me?"

"This is not a joke, it's true. Voldemort wants to use the blood of unicorns to survive. Orlando is stopping him. The thunder and lightning in the forest is him fighting. Hagrid quickly goes to Professor Dumbledore for help." Harry's voice broke. He shouted dumbly, he regretted so much, why did he let Orlando follow him? If something really happened, he would not forgive himself.

Hagrid was shocked and overwhelmed by the news of the shocking explosion. He waved his umbrella and recited a magic spell three times, but he couldn't read it correctly.

Orlando, who was not far away, couldn't stand it anymore, so he had better show up, otherwise things would get worse and worse. He tore off the invisibility charm on his body and jumped down from the tree canopy.

A figure suddenly appeared, and Firenze was so frightened that he stood upright on his hind legs. Harry, who was unprepared, fell off the horse and let out a cry of pain.

"Who?" Hagrid ignored the magic and stood in front of Harry, using his bulk to protect the two of them.

"It's me, Hagrid, don't get excited."

"Orlando?"

"Yes, it's me, Harry."

"It's great that you're okay!" Harry got up from the ground happily and was about to give Orlando a hug.

"Calm down, calm down." Orlando put up a hand to block Harry's hug, "Voldemort has been beaten away by me, so there is no need to make a fuss."

"Fu... the mysterious man? Are you sure?" Hagrid's tongue was so big that he felt that there was something wrong with his ears all night, because the news he heard was more unreliable than the last.

"I'm sure he used the Avada Kedavra on me, and of course it bounced back."

"Rebound, are you sure?" Harry touched the scar on his forehead, "Then is he dead?"

"Probably not. I cast a Heavenly Punishment and Evil-killing Divine Thunder and hit him, but he still ran away."

At this time, the centaur Firenze came over, lowered his head and curtsied, and said: "Dear Lord Alien, please accept the worship of the centaurs."

"The appearance of the alien star has changed the stars of destiny. It seems that everything has become different." Firenze the Centaur sang in an aria. It seemed that this was not the case and he could not express his awe for the stars of destiny.

He turned around, saluted Orlando again, and then ran slowly back into the depths of the forest.

"Orlando, what is Alien?" Ron came over at this time. He only heard the second half, so he asked.

"How do I know this? Let's go back to the castle quickly. Hermione is already freezing."

Hagrid also wanted to find the injured unicorn, so Orlando took the three of them back to the castle.

......

Back in the Gryffindor common room, Harry was so excited that he couldn't help himself. He was pacing up and down, his body trembling, and he kept mumbling: "Voldemort is coming back, he killed the unicorn, Drink its blood to stay alive."

Orlando poured himself a cup of hot tea, then handed Hermione a cup, sipping it happily. He felt unusually refreshed after a big battle today.As for Voldemort, if he faced him in his prime, Orlando would hide as far away as possible. Now, just a remnant soul would not scare him.

"Don't say that name again!" Ron whispered in panic, as if he was worried that Voldemort might hear him.

Hermione was also very scared at first, but somehow, after drinking the tea handed over by Orlando, she seemed to become less scared.

"Snape wanted to get the Philosopher's Stone for Voldemort... Voldemort was waiting in the forest... We thought Snape just wanted to get rich from the Philosopher's Stone..."

Harry seemed to be immersed in his own reasoning and had no concern for Ron's feelings.

"Firenz saved me, he shouldn't have done this...Bane was very angry...said this would mess up what the stars of destiny predicted...the stars must have shown Voldemort To come back...Bane thinks Firenze should let Voldemort kill me...I guess that's in the stars too."

"Can you please stop saying that name!" Ron growled under his breath, he was completely angry.

"Oh, okay, Ron, I'm sorry." Harry scratched his hair, as if he had discovered some hidden secret.

"Orlando, do you think Professor Snape will steal the Sorcerer's Stone?" Hermione asked.

Harry and Ron both listened and turned to look at Orlando.

"impossible."

"Why is it impossible?" Harry and Ron asked in unison.

"Because Voldemort has possessed a person, he can use the wand. I have fought against him, and his dark magic is very powerful."

Ron almost choked with a cry, his voice began to sound like crying, and he begged: "Orlando, can you not mention this name, I beg you?"

Orlando rolled his eyes and said, "I beat him half to death. What's there to be afraid of, you coward?"

"really?"

"Why are you lying to you? Didn't Harry see me using the Evil Killer Thunder?"

Hermione and Ron both looked at Harry, and Harry said hesitantly: "I heard a loud noise, and a bolt of lightning fell from the sky. I took a look, and then I fainted. You all know what happened next."

"Okay, it's almost dawn, I'm going back to sleep for a while, what about you?"

Harry looked at Ron. Ron didn't dare to look at him. He just lowered his head and said, "I have an injury on my leg. I want to go back to sleep."

Harry looked at Hermione again. Hermione drank the tea in one breath and said, "We have classes tomorrow. We'd better go back and have a rest." After that, he left.

Orlando shrugged, clapped his hands and said, "Okay, let's go. I think there will be a lot of things waiting for us tomorrow."

"Orlando, aren't you worried at all? If Voldemort gets the Philosopher's Stone, he can be resurrected, completely resurrected." Harry was a little hysterical. He didn't understand why these little friends didn't know what was going on. severity.

Patting Harry on the shoulder, Orlando said earnestly, "Who do you think can steal the Sorcerer's Stone from under the nose of Dumbledore, the greatest white wizard of this century? Didn't he leave any backup plan? Think about it carefully. Think about it, Harry, although courage is commendable sometimes, you also have to learn to use your brain."

After saying that, Orlando Shiran out of the common room. A fight tonight had exhausted the magic power in his body. Fortunately, his body was unharmed, which could be regarded as a small advantage.

Sure enough, early the next morning, while still having breakfast, Orlando received a summons from Professor McGonagall, asking him to go to the principal's office. Looking at a table of unfinished desserts, Orlando was not polite and packed them away directly. .

Harry, Ron and Hermione watched Orlando leave, and the three friends hurriedly followed them, regardless of eating their half-eaten breakfast.

Sure enough, Hagrid reported last night's situation to Professor Dumbledore early in the morning. Of course, he did not hide anything about Orlando. After all, it was a very important matter.

Orlando didn't hide it, and told everything that happened last night in detail. Of course, he made up a good reason, that is, he accepted the invitation from Harry and Ron. He took the risk because it hindered the friendship between friends. Followed into the forbidden forest.

Dumbledore didn't seem very interested in why Orlando violated school rules, but he asked him in great detail about the soul magic and thunder spells he used in the fight.

Orlando was not prepared to hide anything at all. He would answer whatever Dumbledore asked. As for some things that were difficult to explain, he would evade it and say that it was a secret skill taught by his teacher.

There was nothing Dumbledore could do about this, because wizards like Orlando who practiced soul attributes were naturally immune to all Legilimency. Even a Master of Legilimency like him could not easily read the other party's power. thoughts.

After listening to Orlando's story, Dumbledore looked thoughtful. Although the punishment of confinement in the Forbidden Forest was an experience he arranged for Harry, Orlando's intervention seemed to have derailed the original intention. Of course, He didn't mean to blame Orlando. After all, he was able to severely damage Voldemort's remnant soul, which was something he had always wanted to do but failed to do.

"Well, young man, you have given me so many surprises this year that I cannot even treat you as a first-year student. I look forward to your future going further and further." Dumbledore His words are like a spring breeze, which makes people feel great after hearing them.

"How's it going, Orlando, have you told Professor Dumbledore about Snape?" At the corner of the spiral escalator, seeing Orlando coming out of the principal's office, Harry rushed over and asked eagerly.

"I have already told you. Principal Dumbledore asked very carefully. I also told him about your judgment, but he didn't seem to care about it. Of course, he also asked me to tell you that Professor Snape will not let you down. I won't harm you. This seems to be related to your mother. Of course, the first sentence was said by the principal, and the last sentence is my guess."

After hearing this, Harry's face turned a little dark. Why didn't everyone believe him? He had heard Snape threaten Professor Quirrell with his own ears.

"That's right, how could someone as powerful as Dumbledore not know this?" Ron breathed a sigh of relief.

"Orlando, then why did Snape threaten Professor Quirrell?" Hermione asked in confusion.

"That's what I heard with my own ears. Snape threatened Professor Quirrell. What do you say about this, Orlando?"

"Harry, sometimes what you see may not be what you believe, and what you hear may not be what you believe. Haven't you noticed that Professor Quirrell's behavior is weird?"

"Professor Quirrell, do you suspect it's him?" Ron sneered. With Quirrell's timid character, what bad things could he do?

"That's right, he's so timid."

"Haha, you guys, you always look at things at face value. If Quirrell is really a timid person with no ability, would Principal Dumbledore hire him as a professor? Think about it carefully." Orlando patted Ron. He turned around and left. Some things would be boring if they were pointed out clearly. After all, they would go against the development of the plot.

Time passed quickly, and the final exam came as scheduled. Although Orlando said that he was not worried, he couldn't stand the nagging of Harry and the three of them. He originally wanted to go back to the hidden cabin to hide, and get familiar with the thunder spells by the way, but Yuri But he told him that the back garden of the castle was being renovated and that herbs were being planted according to his request, so the portal was temporarily closed.

In desperation, Orlando had to read a book in the Gryffindor common room while giving answers to the three Harrys. As more and more people asked questions, all the first-year Gryffindors were sitting around. There were even many senior students who came over. They rushed to ask questions, hoping to get quick answers from Orlando.

Orlando took the trouble and had no choice but to hide in the dormitory and not come out.

The exam came as scheduled. Some of the students were frowning, some were uneasy, and some were holding notebooks and chanting. Only Orlando was enjoying himself with his hands behind his back.

It was a very muggy afternoon, and it was uncomfortably hot in the large classroom.The teacher gave them new quills specifically for exams, all with spells to prevent cheating.

Orlando glanced at the questions and answered them quickly. After finishing the test paper, he even reported to the teacher that there was an error in one of the questions, and he gave reasonable arguments, which shocked the invigilator.I've seen some awesome students, but I've never seen such awesome students. It's been a long time since I've seen them.

Then came the practical test, where Professor Flitwick asked them to go into the classroom one by one and see if they could tap dance a pineapple across a desk.When it was Orlando's turn, his pineapple perfectly explained what tap dancing was, and Professor Felliway exclaimed.

Professor McGonagall watched as they turned a mouse into a snuff box - the more elaborate the box, the higher the score; if the box still had a mouse's whiskers, points would be deducted.There is no doubt that Orlando is another perfect score. The snuff box he conjured is not only perfect, but also realistic.

During the Potions exam, students struggled to recall the procedures for preparing the Forgetting Potion.Snape had a straight face and stood coldly watching from behind. They could feel his breathing on the back of their necks, which made them very nervous.But when it was Orlando's turn, Snape showed a rare smile. This student's potion refining level was already better than his own.Without a doubt, another perfect score.

The last subject is the history of magic. As long as they persist for an hour and answer which weird old wizards invented the automatic stirring crucible, they will be free and can easily play for a whole week until the test results. announced.This was not too easy for Orlando, who has a photographic memory. It only took him 10 minutes to complete all the questions.Of course, it was impossible to hand in the paper in advance, so he had to close his eyes and meditate to accumulate magic power.

When the ghost of Professor Binns asked them to put down their quills and roll up the parchment for answering the questions, Harry couldn't help but cheered with the other students. Orlando opened his eyes and then handed in the test paper. As for what score he would get, he didn't know. Worry.