I'm a priest at Hogwarts

"I'll get him away..." Lockhart shouted.

"I know how to deal with it, let me do it." Lockhart shouted again, as if he was afraid that others would not know that he could.He raised his wand and waved it threateningly at the snake.

Suddenly, there was a loud bang. Not only did the snake not disappear, but it jumped up to a height of more than ten feet, and then fell heavily to the floor.It was furious after being attacked, and swam straight towards Lockhart, hissing and spitting out words. Then, it raised its head, exposed its fangs, and assumed an offensive stance.

Lockhart was frightened. The script was wrong. It shouldn't be like this. His heart was screaming crazily. He wanted to escape, but the students around him blocked his escape. At this time, he had no idea what to do. .

The students around him screamed in terror, and Harry didn't want the students to suffer unreasonable disasters because of him.

Harry didn't understand why he did this, he didn't even realize why he did it.All he knew was that his legs moved forward automatically, as if on casters, and then he subconsciously shouted to the snake: "Let him go."

A miracle happened, or it was simply incredible. The snake gave up its attack and slumped down on the floor, like a pile of thick, black watering hoses. Its eyes were fixed on Harry, as if this was it. The owner, it is waiting for further instructions from the owner.

Harry felt his fear disappear little by little. There seemed to be a voice in his heart telling him that this snake would never attack anyone again. How he knew this, he couldn't tell.

Many students in the audience were shocked and stunned. Ron twisted his arm hard to confirm that he was not dreaming, and muttered: "This is true. How did Harry do it? This... this It’s incredible.”

Snape stepped forward and waved his wand, and the snake turned into a plume of black smoke and disappeared.

Snape looked at him with a look that surprised Harry: it was a sly, calculating look that Harry didn't like very much.

He was also vaguely aware of the ominous murmurings of the crowd around him.At this moment, he felt someone tugging at the back of his clothes.

It was Ron, who whispered in his ear: "Let's go, get out of here quickly."

At this time, Hermione was waking up from meditation, "Orlando, thank you."

"From now on, in the dead of night, meditate according to the method I taught you. Don't take it too long at a time. You must do it step by step and don't do it too hastily." Orlando warned again.

"I remember." Hermione looked at him lovingly. She felt Orlando's concern for her from the bottom of his heart, and a warm current flowed into her heart.

"Let's go, Harry seems to be in trouble." Orlando, who was always paying attention to the situation on the field, knew that he was going to be in trouble the moment the big snake appeared.

Ron led Harry out of the auditorium. Along the way, people backed away to both sides, as if they were afraid of getting into trouble. Harry had no idea what was going on, so he just followed mechanically.

"Orlando, I..." Seeing Orlando, Harry seemed to have found a backbone. He was about to ask, but was interrupted by Orlando.

"This is not the place to talk. Let's talk when we go back." Orlando waved his hand and said.

The group of four people remained silent until they arrived at the empty Gryffindor common room.Ron then pushed Harry into an armchair and said, "You're a Parseltongue. Why didn't you tell us earlier?"

Ron couldn't hold back his anger when he said this, as if he had encountered betrayal and distrust.

"What am I?" Harry had no idea why Ron was angry.

"Parseltongue," Ron said angrily, "You can talk to snakes, why didn't you tell us?"

"I don't know, is this important?" Harry looked at him confused, as if he had thought of something, "I mean, this is the second time I've done this. The first time was in the zoo, and I accidentally I released a big python, and the python pounced on my cousin Dudley. This is a long story. The big python told me at that time that it had never been to Brazil, so I unknowingly took it away. I didn't mean to let him go. At that time, I didn't know I was a wizard..."

"A python told you that it has never been to Brazil?" Ron seemed to believe Harry's explanation, and his tone was no longer so angry.

"Yes, what's the matter?" Harry asked in confusion, "I bet anyone here can do it, right, Orlando?" Harry looked at Orlando hopefully.

"Don't look at me like that, Harry. With my current ability, I can't communicate with animals, unless I can reach the level of my teacher Nico Flamel." Orlando shrugged.

"Nicholas Flamel? Are you kidding?" Harry was extremely surprised. The omnipotent Orlando actually said that he couldn't do it either.

"I'm not kidding you, Harry. Parseltongue is a natural ability, and not everyone has it. Of course, if your soul magic is cultivated to the point where all things merge, then you can also control snakes."

"I...you...are really as powerful as you say?" Harry swallowed, in disbelief.

"No matter how powerful your talent is, if you can't use it effectively, it will be in vain." Orlando shrugged, "You'd better find someone knowledgeable to ask for advice. It may be easier than trying to figure it out yourself."

"Orlando, did you overlook something?" Seeing that Orlando had strayed away from the topic, Ron couldn't help but said.

"What have you overlooked? You want to say that Parseltongue is a talent of dark wizards?" Orlando sneered, "In my opinion, talent is not good or bad, but lies in the person who uses it. If you use it for good, it will be good or evil. "

"But, you didn't realize that everyone... is afraid of Harry, can't you see?" Ron was a little angry, but felt that he could not convince Orlando.

"Why are they afraid of me?" Harry looked at Ron blankly.

"This is not an ordinary skill, Harry, this is terrible." Ron didn't know how to explain to Harry. He waved his hands vigorously, as if to enhance the power of his words.

"What's so bad?" Harry asked, starting to feel anger growing inside him. "What's wrong with everybody? Look, if I hadn't told that snake not to attack Lockhart—"

"Oh, that's what you said to that snake?"

"What do you mean? You were there at the time and you heard what I said."

"I heard you speaking in Parseltongue," Ron said. "The hissing sound is the language of snakes. Anything you say is possible. No wonder Justin was so frightened. The sound of your voice made him laugh. It's like you're egging on the snake. That's creepy, you know." Harry stared at him, dumbfounded, in disbelief.

"Harry, humans are often afraid of unknown things. You don't need to worry about this. Instead, you should be grateful." Ron said the matter so seriously, which severely damaged Harry's self-confidence. Orlando didn't want Harry to Give up a rare talent because of this matter.

"Lucky? Lucky for what?" Harry's eyes were straight and unfocused.

"Do you know Dumbledore's Phoenix Fawkes?" Orlando asked.