I'm a priest at Hogwarts

Hermione's voice was very low, and her breath tickled Orlando's ears. He remained silent and did not dare to move.

Ron next to him vaguely heard her voice, and the smile that had finally stopped came to his mind again.He held his stomach and buried his head under the table, laughing.

Harry was originally full of resentment, but now he was being teased by his friends. He suddenly became unhappy. He turned his head, picked up his school bag on the table, and sat down a few seats away.

"Hermione, you said Lockhart couldn't even deal with an elf. Are the stories he told true?" Orlando quickly changed the subject.

"Harry and Ron also discussed this, and everyone expressed doubts, but his Order of Merlin medal is indeed real, and this cannot be fake." Hermione frowned and said, she always has some star chasers for Lockhart. Looking forward to it, so I subconsciously don’t want to doubt it.

Orlando shrugged. He knew very well about Lockhart, a parallel importer, so he didn't care what the answer was.

Orlando took out a metal box from his backpack and placed it on the desk, making a dull banging sound.This was an alchemy product that Nico Flamel gave him before he came back to cooperate with soul magic practice.

Taking off the wooden top panel, there were ten small metal figures inside. Orlando thought for a moment, took out one of them and put it in his hand.

"What is this?" Hermione came over and asked curiously.

"This is an alchemical product used to train the power of the soul." Orlando placed the metal man in Hermione's palm.

"Why is it so heavy?"

"Of course it is heavy. Even for such a small person, it is made of osmium, a metal heavier than lead."

Hermione weighed it and decided that it should be very precious, so it was better not to play with it, so she put the metal villain back on the table, "What are these villains used for?"

"It is used to exercise the power of the soul and practice soul magic." Orlando was about to demonstrate.

At this time, Ron, who had been paying attention to them, came over curiously, and without Orlando's words, he reached out and grabbed the metal man on the table.

"It's so heavy! What is this for, Orlando? Is it wizard chess?"

"No, this is for practicing magic."

"How to practice?" Ron asked curiously.

Seeing Ron playing with the hands and feet of the metal villain, Hermione was unhappy. She glared at him and scolded him in a low voice: "Ron, don't break it. This is an alchemy product used for Orlando's training."

Ron put down the metal man with a smile, "I'm just curious."

"Orlando, leave him alone and show him how to do it."

"Okay, take a look."

At this time, Lockhart was telling the stories in his book in a melody. Not to mention, his storytelling skills were really good. Some students were attracted by the ups and downs of the stories and exclaimed from time to time. Hearing this kind of With exclamations, Lockhart told the story with increasing vigor.

He glanced at the podium to make sure no one else was looking over here.Orlando began to mobilize the power of the soul. The power of the soul is invisible and intangible, but it is real. It cannot be perceived and used by ordinary people. It can only be used by opening the sea of ​​soul, but to master it skillfully, it must go through the system. practice.

Under Orlando's conscious control, the little metal man stood up, staggering around the table like a drunken man.

"Are you sure this isn't magic?" Ron opened his mouth in surprise. He forgot that he was in class, and suddenly alarmed Lockhart who was giving the lecture.

"Classmate, do you have any objections to the magic I use?" Lockhart asked, pointing at Ron.

"No -, it's not - I'm sorry, Professor, I have no objection. I just think it's incredible and amazing, Professor." Ron didn't react for a while and stammered nonsense.

"I know that many people marvel at my experience, but I hope that you, my students, can remain calm. You know that for a great wizard, never lose this under any circumstances. Calmness is yours The premise of overcoming all difficulties. So let us continue our adventure, where did we just talk? Oh, by the way..."

Seeing that Lockhart no longer paid attention to him, Ron hurriedly sat down and took out a book to block the situation in front of him.

"What's wrong with you, Ron?" Hermione said dissatisfied.

"I, I didn't mean it." He broke out in a cold sweat, and Ron also felt aggrieved.

At this time, Harry also came over and whispered: "Shut up and don't disturb Orlando."

Orlando, who devoted himself wholeheartedly to soul training, controlled the metal villain without any distractions. Hermione, Harry and Ron held their breath for fear of disturbing him.

The little metal man walked back and forth on the table. At first, his movements were very uncoordinated. His walking posture was one foot high and one foot low. His hands swung sometimes high and sometimes low, making him unable to maintain balance very well. But as Orlando gradually became familiar with the soul, With the use of force, the little metal man gradually started to move in a graceful manner.

The one-hour class was spent in this silent training. Hermione's eyes were already shining. Although she didn't quite understand what soul magic was about, she understood that she could do it silently without using a wand or a spell. Wuxi can do this, which is something that many adult wizards cannot do, which is amazing.

Harry and Ron just thought it was fun, and didn't think it was anything special. They each took out a small metal man from Orlando's iron box, and held it in their hands with great curiosity.

"You don't have to look at me. This is not a toy. It is an alchemical product used to exercise the power of the soul. It is impossible for you to play with." Orlando took back the metal villain from Harry and Ron.

"Can you let us play for a few days?" Harry liked this little man with nunchucks so much that he begged.

"Yes, I'll just play with it for a few days and I'll return it to you later." Ron added hurriedly.

"No, this is not a toy." Orlando closed the lid without thinking.

"How stingy." Ron muttered.

"Is this stingy? You're too embarrassed to ask for it yourself." Hermione said in an aggrieved voice, "Orlando uses it to practice magic and does serious things. How about you guys play with it?"

"He is so good, does he need to work so hard?" Ron was taught by his mother to learn from his brothers since he was a child, which made him resent others preaching to him.

Seeing what Hermione was about to say, Orlando hurriedly interrupted: "Okay, stop arguing. Class is over. What's the next class? Let's hurry up."

"It's Professor Binns's class, and I just have another question to ask him." Hermione, who had memorized the class schedule, said hurriedly.

"What's the question? Why don't you ask Orlando directly?" Harry asked curiously.

"It's about the Chamber of Secrets, Orlando, do you know?"

"I know something about this. It's recorded in "Hogwarts: A School History". Let's talk as we walk." Orlando put his schoolbag on his back and walked out of the professor's door surrounded by several people.

"Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry was founded more than 1000 years ago by the four greatest wizards and witches of the time. The four houses are named after them: Godric Gryffindor, Helga Hufflepuff, Rowena Ravenclaw and Salazar Slytherin."

"I know this," Hermione added to him: "They built this castle together, away from the prying eyes of Muggles, because at that time, ordinary people were afraid of magic, and wizards and witches were persecuted a lot."