I'm a priest at Hogwarts

In the following days, Orlando worked hard to learn alchemy while refining elixirs, such as the Shenyuan Pill to nourish the spirit and conquer the spirit; the Yangyuan Pill to escape from the world; the Chuchen Pill to escape from the world and practice pure cultivation; the Ren Yuan Pill to prolong life; and so on.

These elixirs are more or less helpful in nourishing the soul, among which the longevity elixir Ren Yuan Dan has the best effect.

Nico Flamel, who was originally on the verge of collapse, after taking the Renyuan Dan, not only did his body regain vitality, his hair turned from white to black, and his soul injuries were also greatly improved.

This effect made Orlando overjoyed. The only thing that made him feel regretful was that it was extremely difficult to refine the Renyuan Pill.

Now that I have my own medicine garden, there is no shortage of medicinal materials, but the other natural chemicals - hardware and eight stones, are extremely rare natural minerals.

Nico Flamel used many connections to get a little bit, which was only enough to refine one Renyuan Dan. Fortunately, before starting to refine the furnace, Orlando made full preparations, and finally lived up to expectations and did not waste the only materials. The refining was successful in one go.

When you are busy, time always flies by. In a blink of an eye, it is the beginning of school again, and Orlando has to pack up and prepare to return to school.Before that, he had to go home and stay with his family for two days.

As soon as he got home, Orlando suffered a lot. He was busy refining the elixir and forgot about his promise to Emily.

No, she yelled at him as soon as he got home. She held his arm and refused to let him go. She shed tears of grievance. No matter how Orlando explained, she just refused to listen. It was useless to coax him with a bunch of good things. Orlando scratched his head.

Knowing that Emily was very interested in magic, Orlando took out his trump card. He pinched his hands, and a ball lightning appeared in the middle of his palm. As he turned his fingers, the ball lightning turned into a mountain eagle. Emily flew up.

Sure enough, this trick was very effective in coaxing the child. Emily stopped crying instantly. Her tear-filled eyes followed the eagle. "Can I touch it?" Emily asked curiously.

"Of course not. It is transformed from the element of thunder and lightning magic. I combined the soul magic to give it vitality. Of course, its essence has not changed, so it is best not to touch it."

"Is this what Grandpa Nick taught you?"

"That's right!" Orlando touched his nose.

"Why can't I be like you?" Emily was extremely envious. She also wanted to learn magic like her brother.

Every time Emily asked this question, Orlando got a headache.

"Emily, do you really want to learn magic?"

"I think so." Emily looked at him expectantly with her big eyes flashing.

"I can't help it now. When my soul magic attainments go further, I might be able to refine a spiritual potion. This is a method I saw in ancient magic books, which can greatly improve people's spiritual power. Maybe then You can learn magic."

"Really? Is it really okay?"

"According to the records in ancient books, there should be no problem."

"Then when can you start?"

"Maybe it will take a few years." Orlando said with some uncertainty.

"How many years?" Emily said a little disappointed, but did not embarrass him anymore. She knew that Orlando was telling the truth.

Although she didn't know much about magic, during the time she was in contact with Nico Flamel, she more or less understood that it was extremely difficult to change a person's talent.

If a person's talent could be changed casually, the number of wizards would not be so small, and there would not be so many squibs in the magic world.

"Don't worry, you have to believe me. With my growth rate, maybe I can do it in a few years."

"Yeah, Orlando, you have to work hard!" Emily encouraged her with a smile through her tears.

"Emily, have you forgotten something?" Dad Edward on the side said jokingly when he saw that the two siblings had reconciled again.

"what?"

After being stunned for a moment, Emily seemed to suddenly remember something, then she slapped her forehead, ran upstairs, took a stack of envelopes and ran down again.

"Here, these are your letters, I didn't peek at them." Emily looked proud, as if she had done something great.

Orlando read through them one by one. Some were to congratulate him on winning the Order of Merlin, and some were to build relationships. He opened these and quickly glanced at them and put them aside. He picked out two letters and read them. One was from Hector. One from Min and one from Ron, it seemed that Harry was in trouble and they couldn't contact him.

Orlando calculated the time. The letter was sent ten days ago. According to the progress of the plot, Harry should be out of trouble by now.Forget it, school starts the day after tomorrow, so there's no need to write letters or anything like that now.

After two days at home, Orlando said goodbye to his parents and boarded a plane to London alone.

Ever since he saw Nico Flamel's strength, Edward believed that his son's world was no longer beyond his father's control, and he was extremely confident in his son's abilities.

Only mother Mary was still a little worried. In her eyes, Orlando was always just a 12-year-old child, so she kept complaining that Edward was lazy and failed to fulfill his responsibilities as a father.

......

Orlando arrived at King's Cross station alone with a suitcase. He looked at his watch and saw that it was 28:[-]. It was still early. Should he wait for Harry and the others?Orlando looked at the crowded crowd and thought about it before forgetting it. If he had to settle everything, what would be the point?

Shaking his head, Orlando walked across platform nine and three-quarters with his suitcase.Just in time, the train has just arrived.

"Orlando, Orlando, here..."

Hearing Hermione's voice in the distance, she was waiting in line to get on the bus, and Orlando squeezed through the crowd.

"Orlando, where did you go during the summer vacation? Why didn't you reply when I wrote to you?"

"Oh, I went to study with the teacher and was not at home. It was already the day before yesterday when I saw the letter."

"I guess so." Hermione said with some envy. "After all, your teacher is a famous legendary alchemist. There must be a lot to learn, right?"

"It's okay. The car has stopped. Let's find a place to sit quickly!" Orlando didn't want to dwell on this issue and hurriedly changed the subject.

"Orlando, why are you still sitting here? Go to the prefect's first class cabin."

"Huh? Wood, what's going on?"

"Don't you know yet? In order to reflect your status as an assistant professor, Professor Binns specially gave you a prefect's first class seat. Just now, the Slytherin prefect was still aggrieved about this." After that, Wood patted him on the shoulder and walked through the corridor.

To be honest, Orlando is not very interested in this kind of special treatment. He is here to learn and does not want to waste too much time and energy on such trivial matters.

"Orlando, you'd better go to the prefect's first class cabin!" Seeing that he didn't move, Hermione added. "I'm here by myself, it's okay."

"It's so troublesome to have to drag off the salute, which is good. Where's Harry? And Ron? Have you seen them?"

"Hey, I really didn't see them. Didn't they miss the train?" Hermione looked at her watch and became anxious, "The train is about to leave. Could they be in some trouble?"

After successfully changing the subject, Orlando opened a pack of chocolate frogs, took out the magic card inside, looked at it, and said, "Nine times out of ten, we are in trouble, otherwise we shouldn't have missed the train."

While they were talking, the train had already started moving, and Orlando looked at the empty platform, convinced that Harry and Ron had missed the train.

"I'm going to ask the Weasley twins. I just saw them, boarding the train with Percy." Hermione anxiously put her wand into her sleeve and ran out.

Orlando shrugged and continued to eat his chocolate frog. He had to collect 100 different cards this semester, otherwise Emily would have trouble.

Looking at the large package of unopened chocolate frogs on the table, what he originally thought was delicious suddenly turned off.

"How about sharing it with everyone? Anyway, I just want the card." Orlando thought.

The train passed through a flat green field and then a vast purple swamp. Orlando looked up out of the window and could vaguely see a black dot moving through the clouds.

"Orlando, what are you reading?" Hermione put down the book in her hand and asked curiously.

"Look, what is that?"

Following the direction pointed by Orlando, Hermione took a closer look and couldn't believe her eyes - a car was flying at low altitude, and she could vaguely see the figure in the car window.

"That is--."

"It should be them, haha, I didn't expect them to drive a car through the air in broad daylight." Orlando said cheerfully.

"They will be seen by ordinary people, cause panic in society, and will be arrested by Aurors and imprisoned." Hermione turned pale with fright, "Orlando, think of a way to save them."

Hermione grabbed Orlando's arm and squeezed her hands tightly, looking extremely flustered.

"Don't be nervous, Hermione. Both Harry and Ron are underage. Even if they make mistakes, they will be punished by the school, and it is not the Aurors of the Ministry of Magic to take care of them."

"But they will be expelled from school."

"Don't worry, it won't happen, trust me."

"why?"

"Just because Harry is the savior!"

"How long has it been and you still have time to joke around?" Hermione was unhappy.

"What I said is true. Otherwise, why do you think Professor Dumbledore would be so fond of Harry?"

"Dumbledore, you mean-"

"Yes, when a new generation replaces an old one, there must be a new one to take the place, right? Besides, Dumbledore is getting old, so he has to train a few successors!" Old God Orlando opened the chocolate frog comfortably, which was already his This is the tenth meal.

"Here, help me eat this." Pulling out the card inside, Orlando put the bag into Hermione's hand, "If you can eat it, these on the table will be yours. Of course, leave the magic card to me."

Orlando's words shocked Hermione. She had not yet recovered from the news of the successor. She just obeyed Orlando's instructions mechanically and took the chocolate frog and put it in her mouth.

"Why not you?" Hermione still couldn't figure it out. Orlando was much better than Harry. She didn't want to say this, but she couldn't resist her curiosity.

"Because I was assigned by someone else, and besides, I'm not suitable."

"Decided? Is it Nico Flamel?"

"Well, it's best not to let Harry know about our conversation today."

Hermione was about to speak.

"Don't ask me why, because I don't know, but I can still detect a little bit of Dumbledore's intentions, so all this is based on my guess. Even if you tell Harry, there will only be no harm to him. benefit."

"Well, Orlando, you know better than us and have thought deeply. I think you are right." Hermione was still a little unwilling when she said this, as if there was an invisible thread leading them. This feeling is very bad.

"Okay, don't think too much. If you want to change the status quo, then work harder. Only when you are strong can you break the cage, break the constraints, and do whatever you want."

"Is this why you strive to pursue power?" Hermione asked curiously.

"Yes and no, I pursue strength to defend my morality and my path to immortality." When he said this, Orlando felt decisive.

The train drove very fast, traveling along the winding mountains. After rounding a snow-capped mountain, they lost sight of the vehicle.

"Is something going to happen to them?" Hermione, who had been watching all the way, once again stuck her head out and looked at the sky.

"Don't worry, as long as they are not stupid, there will be no big problems."

Putting down the book in his hand, Orlando rubbed his eyes. What he was reading now was a notebook about alchemy. It was filled with dense runes. Due to the age, many of the papers were damp, the ink became pale, and the handwriting was blurred. Qing, you have to be very alert not to see it wrong, so after a long time, your eyes become extremely dry.

"I hope they won't be stupid." Hermione said worriedly.

"People always have to grow. How can you grow up if you don't make some mistakes?" Orlando disagreed.

"You can make it easy, they are not you." Hermione rolled her eyes, despising Orlando's indifferent attitude.

At this moment, Percy walked in.

"Orlando, I've been waiting for you for a long time, but I still haven't seen you. If Wood hadn't told me you were here, I would have had to look for him again." Percy ran a little out of breath. "Hurry and follow me to the prefect's carriage."

"Where are you going? It's nice here."

Percy said with some embarrassment: "This is the rule of Hogwarts, and besides, this is the treatment you should enjoy as an assistant professor."

"Orlando, just go and don't embarrass Percy." Hermione advised.

"Well, I'll leave these chocolate frogs to you. Remember to leave the magic card for me."

"Go, go." Hermione waved her hand, motioning for him to leave quickly.

The prefect carriage was in the front section of the train. Orlando dragged his suitcase behind Percy and entered the carriage. There were no partitions here, but a large room like a conference hall, with leather sofas in front and back. There are two rows each, arranged opposite each other, with four tables in the middle, corresponding to the four colleges. Each college has two seats, and seven people are already sitting there.

"Where do I sit?"

"Sit here." Percy led him to the middle seat. There was an independent sofa and a separate table. There was a luggage rack next to it. Behind it was a row of self-service tea drinks. At first glance, it was clear that it was temporarily installed. .

"It's a little rushed this time. According to Professor Binns' request, a private room will be set up for you."

"It doesn't matter. It's very nice here. There's food and drink. I'm quite satisfied."

"As long as you're satisfied, it's almost lunch time. You can eat more. There's no limit on the train." Percy specifically confessed.

The Slytherin prefect diagonally opposite, a tall and thin girl, heard this and sneered, and said to the male companion next to her: "You just know how to eat."