I'm a priest at Hogwarts

Emily quickly fell in love with this place. The ancient armor, the magical wall clock, the magical alchemy, the moving armored warriors, etc. were all things she had never seen or heard before, and each one made him excited. Her cheerful laughter can be heard everywhere in the castle.

Nico Flamel followed her in a classic mobility scooter and took the trouble to answer her various questions, his pampering was beyond words.

Orlando soon found that he had fallen out of favor. He originally planned to study alchemy during the summer vacation, but Nico Flamel gave him a key to his alchemy room, which contained everything he needed to learn.

Of course, except for the guidance of his teacher.Orlando shrugged, what else is there to say, just educate yourself.

This is Orlando's unfinished magic conversion device before the vacation. Now that he has the magic stone, the most important energy part of this conversion device is also available, so what he has to do now is to assemble it.

"The energy density is not enough."

"The power output is not good."

"The sensor cannot touch the magic conversion."

"The pressure valve is not strong enough."

"The wheel endurance is too low, and it will deform after continuous overheating."

Orlando was so immersed in the experiment that he forgot everything about him. Emily came to play with him several times, but he dismissed her absentmindedly.

After Nico Flamel came over to see it once, he thought for a while, nodded and said: "What a genius idea, Emily, let's go somewhere else to play! Your brother is making something amazing, we still don't want it." Disturb him."

In order to give Orlando a quiet experimental environment, Nico Flamel took Emily out for a few days.

"Grandpa, is Orlando using alchemy?"

"Yes, little one." Nico Flamel replied while controlling the flying boat.

"Then why is it different from what you said?"

"That's right. Your brother always has some wild ideas. This is an essential quality for a genius alchemist."

"Grandpa, am I a genius?" Emily blinked her big eyes and looked at Nico Flamel expectantly.

"You are also a genius."

"really?"

"real."

"That's great, grandpa"

"I haven't finished yet. He is a naughty genius."

"Grandpa, you are making fun of me, I won't play with you anymore." Emily was unhappy and stamped her feet coquettishly.

"Hahahaha, I'm teasing you." Old children, old children, the older they get, the more they look like children.

On the other side, Orlando was not so happy. He spent seven days in the alchemy room, eating, drinking and sleeping here. Fortunately, Capri took care of his life, otherwise he would have starved to death.

"How's it going? Is there any progress?" Nico Flamel came back with Emily after having fun.

"It's not very good. The parameters, energy, power, and strength all meet the standards. However, as soon as it is started, the vortex pressure rotating device fails. The magic power transmission is intermittent and extremely unstable. It is completely unable to achieve constant transmission."

Emily was confused. She could understand every word Orlando said, but she couldn't understand them all together.

Nico Flamel stepped forward to check it carefully, and then said with a smile: "You have done a good job, your ideas and creativity are all right, you just lack a little experience. Don't be anxious, any new discovery is not achieved overnight Yes, it often requires a bit of luck, but you are almost lucky now."

"Luck?" Orlando thought thoughtfully. How could a great master believe in luck?This kind of mysterious and mysterious thing can become a legend, so his words make sense.

Orlando put down the tools in his hands and decided to take it easy. These days, he has devoted himself to this. He has become a lot haggard and has fallen behind in practice. This is not his character. He needs to adjust well. Maybe the teacher said Yes, he was just a little lucky away from success.

"Okay, pack up. Don't go home and let your parents see you like this and think I abused you as my apprentice." Nico Flamel said cheerfully, stroking his gray beard.

"Grandpa, can I come see you next time?"

"Yes, you can come at any time. You have a number for this. This is the castle's identification plate. No one else can use it except you. With this, you don't have to be afraid of these magic traps."

"Grandpa is so kind." Emily smiled broadly, holding the nameplate and looking over it.

After washing up and changing into new clothes, Orlando sent Emily back home. After having dinner with her parents at home, Orlando returned to the castle under Emily's reluctant eyes.

Tomorrow is an important day. It is the day when he will participate in the investiture ceremony of the second-level magician of the Sir Order of Merlin.

He didn't feel much about conferring honors on Orlando. He felt that the fame and everything else were empty, and it would be better to give him some galleons as a benefit.

Nico Flamel doesn't think so. He feels that Orlando is still young and his future achievements are limitless. It is not advisable to work behind closed doors. He needs to integrate into the wizarding world; and obtaining the Magical Medal of Sir Merlin is the best way to integrate into the mainstream world.

For a boy who was just 12 years old, this was a major event that caused a sensation in the entire wizarding world, and it was a day that would be recorded in the history of magic.Of course, if he was just a wizard from an ordinary Muggle family, this huge honor might bring him a steady stream of troubles.

But now Orlando's status is different. With Nico Flamel as his big backer, he can be regarded as a wizard who follows him. These troubles are nothing to worry about, so Nico Flamel insists on accompanying him.

Firstly, it gives Orlando a platform; secondly, it declares to the wizarding world that Orlando is his disciple, and it is legitimate; thirdly, it allows Orlando to get familiar with these wizarding families and officials from the Ministry of Magic, so that they can have an acquaintance, so that it will be easier to deal with them in the future.

"Teacher, where are we going?"

"Just follow."

Although the injury was almost healed, Orlando insisted not to let him use magic. Nico Flamel couldn't resist him and had to choose to travel by car. This was no ordinary sports car. This was an early alchemy work of Nico Flamel. The warehouse has not been used for many years. Fortunately, Yuri performs regular maintenance and it was still as good as new when it was taken out.

The sports car has only one wheel, a spherical metal wheel, the body is like a disk, a driving position, and five passenger seats. The decoration inside is very medieval.

Although the wheels are rotating, they are not actually touching the ground, but flying close to the ground, so you can't feel the slightest bump while sitting inside. Orlando is studying the equipment inside with great interest.

"Teacher, why don't we use floo powder? Wouldn't that be faster?"

"Floo powder is good, but do you know the cost of using it?"

"What price?" Orlando asked curiously.

"The price is that there will be no secrets where you live." Nico Flamel took a sip of strong tea and said scornfully, "This old guy, Ignata Westsmith, relied on this to create a powerful society. The Smith family, why do you think their family has been able to endure in the Ministry of Magic for a long time, with someone in charge in every generation?"

"Why is this?" The old guy likes to talk nonsense, and Orlando compliments him in time.

"Because only by cooperating with the government can they legitimately monitor wizard families." Nico Flamel looked like a kid who has little knowledge.

"It's so complicated. Why can't we live in peace? Isn't it interesting to fight against each other?"

In both lives, Orlando only focused on cultivation. He had no interest in politics at all, let alone letting him get involved.

"Peace, oh, that is based on your fist being big enough and your strength being strong enough. You have no talent. As long as you are willing to work hard and give you some time, you will definitely stand at the top of magic. So, if you want to live, To be free, you have to work hard." Orlando can't understand Nicol Flamel's good intentions, but for cultivation and immortality, there is no need to say that he will work hard.

"Master, we are almost entering the downtown area. We are going to activate the stealth flight mode."

"Start it. I haven't used this thing for many years. I'm really not used to it."

"Why don't you give it to me, teacher!" Orlando said greedily.

"What do you want it for? Aren't you practicing apparation? It's not much faster than using this thing."

"I'm not an adult yet. Being caught using Apparition is another troublesome thing. This is just right. The Ministry of Magic doesn't stipulate that minors are not allowed to drive, right?"

"I've never heard of this. Okay, I'll give it to you. I don't need it anyway."

"The teacher is so kind." Orlando said with a smile as he refilled Nico Flamel's tea.

"Flattery, as promised, you still have to learn Apparition. After all, this is the ability to save your life. You suffered this loss last time against Voldemort, so you must practice it well." For this young apprentice, Ni But Flamel was really willing to give whatever he asked for.

The car body trembled, the ball-shaped wheel was retracted, and the magic circle at the bottom of the car body was activated. The entire car was in a state of invisibility and began to take off, changing direction as Yuri turned the operating lever.

Through the window, Orlando could see the passing white clouds. At this moment, his interest in alchemy greatly increased.

"Master, little master, here we are."

Nico Flamel was old after all. After drinking hot tea, he dozed off and opened his eyes when he heard Yuri's call.

"Are you there? Let's go."

The car door opened from the bottom, revealing an escalator. Yuri jumped down first and straightened the escalator. Orlando supported Nico Flamel and walked down slowly.

At this time, there were already people standing in front of the magic department. They were lined up on both sides in formal attire to welcome them. At the front door were a few old wizards. They were well-dressed and chatting in low voices. A paunchy, bald, middle-aged man was standing there. He surrounded these old wizards with great enthusiasm. When he saw Nico Flamel's car arriving, he hurriedly stepped forward to greet him. His hat was blown off by the sudden falling airflow, and he almost fell down. It was really As embarrassing as you want to be.

The reporters who were blocked outside hurriedly pressed the shutter to record this interesting scene.

Orlando helped Nico Flamel walk over. The bald man who couldn't find his hat didn't feel embarrassed at all. He came up to him with a smile and said in an exaggerated tone: "Master Nico, welcome! Thank you for coming. ! This is my personal honor and the honor of Great Britain. Please accept Cornelius Fudge’s most sincere respect on behalf of the Ministry of Magic.” Cornelius Fudge bowed so low that his thin hair almost fell out. On the ground.

Orlando tried not to laugh out loud. Is it because there is no one in the wizarding world that such a guy can become the Minister of Magic?Or is it a flattering position?

"I know, Connelly, thank you for your hard work."

"It's not hard, it's not hard, it should be." Cornelius Fudge hit the snake with a stick and tried to push Orlando aside. In the end, with his little strength, he squeezed himself and staggered. He was not annoyed and changed The other side is ready to continue supporting.

"Teacher, this man is too disgusting. Can I give him a kick?" Orlando sent a message to Nico Flamel. They were communicating with their minds. This was a small trick in the use of soul magic.

"Forget it, let me come."

Nico Flamel pulled out his hand without leaving a trace and snapped his fingers at Fudge. Fudge was instantly hit when he heard the snap of his fingers.

"Go ahead and do your business."

"Okay, sir, I'm leaving now."

"Awesome, teacher, when will you teach me this trick?"

"There are still many great ones, enough for you kid to learn from."

......

As the two walked inside, they communicated silently with their thoughts.

When they were approaching the gate, the old wizards and a group of juniors gathered around them.

"I have seen the elders."

"I've met Mr. Ke Qing."

They all saluted.

"Everyone, get up. I haven't been born for a long time. I didn't expect so many people to remember me. I'm so honored!" Nico Flamel said politely.

"It is a blessing for me in the wizarding world that the old man is immortal, and it is also an honor for my descendants." An old man with a gray beard and wearing a classic copper-brown wizard's robe leaned forward and said.

"Teacher, who is this person?" Orlando calmly called Nico Flamel.

"Look at the family emblem on the chest, it belongs to the Greengrass family."

"Are you the talkative person of Greengrass's generation?"

"Junior Abelson Greengrass is meeting the elder."

"It's been a long time since he's been out of the world. How is your great-grandfather?"

"My great-grandfather returned to the embrace of Merlin 30 years ago. I was lucky enough to stay with my great-grandfather and meet the elder once."

"Hey, things have changed and people have changed! What a pity."

"Elder, please."

"Your Excellency, please come this way."

Led by several old men, everyone gathered around Nico Flamel into the hall. Fudge ran back and forth, turning around a group of Ministry of Magic officials to arrange the award ceremony.

Nico Flamel took this opportunity to take Orlando around and got to know the talkers of these magical families. The ancestors of these magical families had more or less interacted with Nico Flamel. Some of the ancestors of the magical families had I was once beholden to Nicolas Flamel, who gave him the status of elder or guest as a sign of respect.

Only then did Orlando realize the influence of Nico Flamel's name in the wizarding world, and how lucky he was to be his only living disciple. It's good to be young and have a high status. Don't be embarrassed. Orlando will accept the gift. His hands became weak, and he smiled happily when he looked at the high pile of gifts in front of him. Every item inside was a rare treasure, a good thing that is difficult to buy even if you have money. Just for this pile of gifts, this Well worth the trip.