I'm a priest at Hogwarts

"This is Hermione. In the first few years, the four founders worked together harmoniously. They looked for young people who showed signs of magic and brought them to the castle to train them. However, slowly, there was a falling out between them. With the disagreements, the rift between Slytherin and others grew wider. Slytherin wanted Hogwarts to be more selective when recruiting students. He believed that magical education should only be limited to purely magical families. He was unwilling to accept Muggle-born children think they are unreliable."

Orlando walked in front, Hermione looked at him intently, and Harry and Ron crowded on both sides of him. This was the first time that they had such a comprehensive understanding of the origin of Hogwarts.

"What happened next?" the impatient Ron asked urgently.

A group of students were joking and joking in the corridor, almost missing Orlando. After passing through the crowd, Orlando continued: "I guess this may be related to Slytherin's growth experience, or it may be related to the general situation of the wizard community at that time. It was related to the environment, and I don’t know exactly what happened. Some days later, Slytherin and Gryffindor had a fierce quarrel over this issue, and then Slytherin left the school.”

"Then what? Did Slytherin leave the Chamber of Secrets?" Hermione was most concerned about this.

"According to historical records, Slytherin built a secret room in the castle, and the other founders knew nothing about it. Of course, this may also be a legend. You must know that many facts are submerged in weird legends, so that It’s hard for people to distinguish between true and false.”

"This is not a legend, this is true. I heard that mysterious voice say it." Harry said with certainty.

"If true, then according to the legend, Slytherin sealed the Chamber of Secrets so that no one could open it until his true heir came to the school. Only that heir could open the Chamber and release the horrors inside. Come out and let it cleanse the school of all those unworthy of learning magic." Orlando shrugged and finished the story in one breath.

Ron and Hermione shivered, and they looked at Harry in horror.

"Why are you looking at me like this? You don't think I am the heir, do you? You know that I am the student of Gryffindor House that Slytherin hates most. How can I be the heir?" Harry was a little angry.

Orlando patted Harry on the shoulder and said earnestly: "Harry, don't be discouraged. There is nothing wrong with being an heir. You know, when I was in the first year, Professor Snape wanted me to transfer to Slytherin over and over again. Maybe, if he knows the news, he will also strongly ask you to transfer to another hospital."

"You, I want to break off our relationship with you." Harry said angrily.

"It's just a joke, Harry. Of course. To be honest, if you are really the heir, there is nothing wrong with it. You must know that Slytherin is a world-famous wizard. If you inherit his legacy, you will have to struggle less. decades."

Orlando's words made Ron very excited. "Will there be a lot of gold coins?" he asked with bright eyes.

"I thought there would be something more valuable than gold coins, something that even gold coins couldn't buy."

"What could it be? An ancient magical weapon? A curse that would destroy the world?" Ron asked excitedly.

"Then I don't know."

At this time, the class bell rang. In order to be next to Orlando, Hermione gave up her seat in the front row and chose to sit at the back.

"Hermione, why don't you sit in the first row?" Harry asked strangely.

"I want you to take care of it. I think the air here is good."

Harry touched his nose, wondering what happened to this eager to learn guy today.

Professor Binns' History of Magic was the dullest subject on their curriculum.

Of all their teachers, only Professor Binns, who teaches this course, is a ghost.

The most exciting thing in his class is when he crosses the blackboard and enters the classroom. This way of appearing is different from other professors and makes people never tire of it.

Professor Binns was very old, and his skin and flesh were severely shrunken. Many senior students said that he did not notice that he was dead.

Because while he was alive, he stood up one day to go to class and accidentally left his body in an armchair in front of the fire in the staff room.

Since then, all his daily activities have remained unchanged.

Orlando could feel the light of wisdom from the soul of Professor Binns. He was a respectable man who devoted all his time and life to academic research. His consciousness and soul were integrated into one. This is also why his soul was so solid after his death.

Today, Professor Binns' class was as dull and boring as ever.

I saw him opening the prepared lesson plan, pushing up his non-existent glasses frame, and then reading in his dry, low and monotonous voice, like an old radio.By the end the whole class was in a daze, occasionally coming to their senses and copying down a name or date before falling back into a semi-sleep state.

Harry lay on the table, still thinking about what Orlando said.

Ron saw that he was not in a good mood and poked his arm, "Harry, have you forgotten what Wood told you?"

"What? Oh, by the way, I almost forgot." Harry slapped his head.

"Orlando, Wood said he ordered a batch of amulets?" Harry turned his head and asked in a low voice.

"Is that what happened? Give it to you now?" Orlando took out the metal little man from the iron box.

"If you have it, give it to me. We have a competition tomorrow so we don't forget it again."

"Okay." Orlando put his hand into his pocket and took out a stack of yellow paper from the psychic bracelet.

"Give you."

Harry quickly took it and said happily, "Thank you, Orlando."

"Harry, you're welcome."

After saying that, Orlando took out a small metal man, placed it on the desk, and started practicing soul magic again.

Ron wanted to speak, but Hermione was afraid of disturbing Orlando, so she glared at him hard. Ron quickly swallowed what he was about to say. He stared at Orlando for a while and found it boring, so he followed Harry's example and covered it with a book. In front of me, I put my head on the table and dozed off.

While Hermione listened carefully to the class and took notes, she turned to look at Orlando from time to time, her eyes full of admiration.

When Orlando enters the state of cultivation, he is highly concentrated and will not be disturbed by external things. This is why he has achieved remarkable achievements in both lives.

Nico Flamel opened the door to the practice of soul magic for him and taught him how to strengthen and use soul magic. This step-by-step training is the best way to temper a person's character and is also the safest and most reliable way to practice.

Orlando, who had experienced a life-and-death test, did not dare to have any objections to the teacher's arrangement. After all, the soul was different from others. It was the foundation of the human body. It was not only mysterious but also fragile. He did not want to get himself and the teacher into trouble because of another recklessness and impulsiveness. A dilemma between life and death.

"Orlando, Orlando," Hermione called softly.

"Hey, what's wrong? Hermione."

Although he was in a highly concentrated state of cultivation, Orlando kept some of his meaning out. As soon as Hermione called, he withdrew all his soul power.

"get out of class is over." Hermione looked at him resentfully. Although she didn't show any displeasure, Orlando still felt the lowness of being ignored.

"Oh, let's go then." At this time, the students in the classroom had already dispersed, leaving only a few of them.

"You're really good at it. You stared at it for more than an hour." Ron turned around and left with his schoolbag on his back.

He made a bet with Harry and took out half a year's pocket money - a gold galleung. He bet that Orlando could not last for an hour. As expected, Harry won, which made him very unhappy after losing the galleung.