I'm a priest at Hogwarts

At this moment, the door to the ward suddenly opened, and the Gryffindor team members came to see Harry.They were all covered in mud, like drowned rats.

"Harry, you fly so well," said George. "I just saw Marcus yelling at Malfoy. He couldn't see the Snitch right over his head. Malfoy looked Not too happy."

"Have you finished the summary meeting?" After hearing this, Harry sat up happily.

"It's over. With Wood here, no one can be lazy." Angelina pointed at Wood and said softly.

"Look, Harry, what I brought for you." Wood came in last, carrying a large cardboard box.

The team members stepped forward and took out cakes, candies and pumpkin juice.

"Hey, Orlando, help me." Chaser Katie wanted to move the free bed out because there was almost no room for standing here.

"Okay, please stand aside." Orado motioned to Hermione and Katie to stand back. As soon as he mentioned being single, an empty bed rose into the air, shocking everyone.

"That's great, Orlando. Are you interested in joining our Quidditch team?" Wood patted Orlando's shoulder hard and said, "The batsman position is very suitable for you."

"Hey, Wood, isn't it good to say that in front of me and Fred?" George said dissatisfied.

"That's right, we just defeated Slytherin. It's so unkind to kick us aside so quickly." Fred said in a tone imitating a resentful woman.

"Ah, ha, why is your hair so wet?" Wood quickly changed the subject and wiped his wet hair vigorously.

"If it were someone else, George and I would definitely not agree, but if it were Orlando, I can choose to be a substitute. How about Orlando consider Wood's suggestion." The twin brothers of the Weasley family hugged each other. said Orlando's shoulder.

"Really?" Wood's eyes widened.

"Look, the true colors are revealed."

Everyone laughed.

"Thank you Wood, and Fred and George. I think I won't join. You also know that my time is tight and I can't insist on training. This will disrupt your rhythm, which is not beautiful." Orlando tactfully said.

"What a shame." Wood looked disappointed.

"It doesn't have to be like this. You know that even if I'm off the court, I can still help, right, Harry?" Orlando said with a smile.

"Yes, thanks to Orlando today. If he hadn't solved the threat of the Bludger, I wouldn't have won the Golden Snitch so smoothly." Harry nodded.

After hearing this, everyone asked about what happened. Ron came over and loudly told how he broke through the siege to deliver the message and how he was sent off the field.

The Weasley twins kept patting him on the shoulders and cheered loudly: "Well done, Ron." "Well done."

The noise alerted Madam Pomfrey outside, and she rushed in with a roar, "This child needs to rest. Do you want his bones to grow crooked? Get out! Get out of here!"

As a result, Harry was left alone in the ward, with nothing to distract him.

Back in the Gryffindor common room, it was crowded with people celebrating. Wood and the others drank a cup of butterbeer, said a few words, and then went back to the dormitory to wash up. They were very tired today.

People were unwilling to disperse, they were still immersed in the joy of victory.As a result, Ron became the best commentator. They surrounded him and listened to him tell the thrilling inside story of the arena.

Orlando and Hermione looked at each other and silently found a quiet place to sit down.

"Orlando, are you using lightning?"

"Yes, the lightning technique is a method I created by combining, uh, how should I put it? An oriental thunder magic."

"It sounds very powerful. Can you teach me?" Hermione asked expectantly.

"I'm afraid that won't work." Orlando shook his head, "I am following the path of an attribute magician, majoring in thunder magic and minoring in soul magic. It is a path that is different from ordinary people, so it may not be suitable for you."

"Well..." Although she had known this would be the answer, Hermione couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

"Hermione, don't be like this. You have good talents and are in the period of rising magic power. There is no need to choose a path too early like me. What you need now is to solidify your foundation. When you become an adult, it will not be too late to make a choice." Orlando couldn't help but sigh in relief.

"Harry said that you are different from ordinary people, a genius among geniuses. Ron said that you are a monster and cannot be compared with ordinary people. I always thought that I could catch up with you, but the more I came into contact with you, I found that I was different from you. The wider the gap." Not only was Hermione not relieved, but she was even more frustrated.

"This..." Orlando couldn't tell her that he was reborn through time, so he could only scratch his head in distress, "I'll take you to meet my teacher, Nico Flamel, another day!" Orlando gritted his teeth. , made this promise.

"The legendary master of alchemy, Nico Flamel?" Hermione's dim eyes suddenly lit up, and she stared at Orlando and said in disbelief.

"Yes."

"That's great, thank you, Orlando." The excited Hermione kissed Orlando's cheek excitedly. When she came to her senses, she blushed, didn't dare to look at anyone, and ran away with her head down in embarrassment. Out of the Gryffindor common room.

"I, this..." Orlando's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and he was kissed without warning. His heart beat rapidly, and a strange feeling hit his heart. He was thinking wildly: "Is this being kissed?" Was it forcibly kissed? My first kiss ended like this? Is this considered the first kiss? Doesn’t it count?”

The messy thoughts made it difficult for him to calm down.

Back in the dormitory, Orlando was lying on the bed. It was supposed to be a time for meditation and practice, but he couldn't clear his mind, so he had to stare blankly at the roof. This was the first time this happened since his rebirth.

He tossed and turned on the bed and thought about it over and over again, but in the end he still couldn't figure it out. Orlando decided not to think about it anymore and just let nature take its course!To live a new life, you need to live a wonderful life and live your own life. It would be too boring if you were restrained.

What Orlando didn't know was that his idea not only changed his own destiny, but also changed the destiny of many people.

With the decision made, Orlando closed his eyes, no longer confused and hesitant, and was about to have a good sleep.There was a knock on the door. Orlando stood up and opened the door. It was Percy. He was stamping his feet anxiously, "Orlando, something happened in the castle. Don't ask me what happened. Dumbledore gave a silence order. Now You'd better stay in the house and don't go anywhere, I have to rush to inform other people." After that, he hurriedly left.

"Did you show up?" Orlando, who was familiar with the plot, thought in his mind. He used to let the plot develop with the idea of ​​​​watching a drama, but just now, when he made up his mind to live out his life, he was no longer a bystander, but a bystander. He is the writer of the script.