I'm a priest at Hogwarts

"Harry, tell me." Ron poked Harry.

"We have already obtained Slytherin's password. He is a purebred. At this time, Goyle and Crabbe are still eating in the auditorium. They happened to be separated from Malfoy. This is a good opportunity for us to take action." Harry thought about it. Want to say.

"It is indeed an opportunity. Harry, Hermione and I will be responsible for dealing with Goyle and Crabbe, and you two take the opportunity to take Polyjuice Potion and sneak into Slytherin. How about it?" Orlando didn't wait for Hermione to speak and hurriedly put forward his thoughts. After all, he didn't want Hermione to take any chances.

"Okay." Harry nodded.

"Is this okay?" Ron was a little unsure.

"That's it, time waits for no one." At this time, Orlando had noticed Crabbe and Goyle leaving the auditorium, and he was ready to take action.

Orlando took out his wand and cast an invisibility spell on himself, fearing that he might not have affixed an invisibility charm on himself.

A voice came from the air, "Hide well and don't get discovered. I will follow you quietly and put them down."

"Hermione, will we be expelled if we are caught doing this?" Ron suddenly felt uneasy.

"Is it too late to say this now? It's not Gryffindor's style to run away from the battlefield." Hermione, who had always been a good student, actually regretted it a little, but now she had to take action.

After a while, Orlando came back. He lifted the invisibility spell, tore off the invisibility charm on his body, and appeared from the void.

"How's it going, Orlando?" Harry asked anxiously.

"OK, I knocked them down and applied the coma spell. They won't wake up within three hours. You follow me."

Several people came to the bathroom in the foyer corridor and opened the last cubicle door. Two people were stuffed inside, it was Goyle and Crabbe.

"Hermione, give them the Polyjuice Potion. I'll guard the door to prevent anyone else from suddenly coming in."

Hermione nodded, took out two bottles from her pocket and handed them to them.

Harry pinched his nose and swallowed the potion in two mouthfuls.It tastes like overcooked cabbage.Immediately, his insides began to churn, as if he had just swallowed several live snakes - he bent over, wondering if he would fall ill - and suddenly, a burning sensation quickly passed through his stomach. Spreads throughout the body, reaching to the fingers and toes.

Then there was a terrible melting feeling, as if his skin was bubbling like hot wax, which made him lie on the ground panting;

Hermione wanted to help him, but was afraid of disturbing the transformation process, so she had to look to Orlando for help.

"It'll be okay. This is a normal reaction. It will be fine in a while." Orlando cast a mirror magic on the bathroom door so that no one outside could see what was going on inside.

Ron watched in horror as his hands began to grow in size, his fingers thickened, his nails widened, and his knuckles bulged out like bolts.His shoulders began to stretch, causing him excruciating pain; a pinprick of pain in his forehead told him that the hair was creeping toward his eyebrows; as his chest expanded, his robes were stretched, like The bucket broke the iron hoop; his feet were squeezed into the shoes that were four sizes too small, and it was painful... It happened suddenly and went away quickly.

Orlando replaced Hermione and asked her to guard the door. He took off the clothes from Goyle and Crabbe and handed them to them.

"Hurry up and put them on. You guys made a lot of noise just now. It won't be good if you delay it any longer and someone finds out."

Harry and Ron hurriedly changed their clothes without caring about adapting to their new bodies.

"Ron, are you okay?" Goyle's deep, gruff voice came from his mouth.

"I'm fine, I'm just not used to it." Crabbe muttered in a rich voice from his right.

Harry reached out and brushed away the hair blocking his eyes. What he touched was short hair as thick as steel wire, and the low hairline extended to his forehead.It was then that he realized that it was his glasses that were blurring his vision, since Goyle obviously didn't need them.So he took off his glasses.

"Orlando, hold it for me and give it to me when I get back."

"Go on, be careful, we will deal with the aftermath here."

After Harry and the others left, Orlando stuffed Goyle and Crabbe back inside again. Just in case, he cast a Disillusionment Charm on them. Then he closed the compartment and put a "Do Not Use for Maintenance" sign on the door. .

"Is it done?" Hermione asked quietly at the door.

"It's done. When Goyle and Crabbe wake up and find themselves stripped naked, they will probably collapse." Orlando said with a smirk.

"Wouldn't this be bad? After all, we are all classmates." Hermione felt a little soft-hearted and frowned.

"Then wait until Harry and the others come back to change out of their clothes before returning them. I hope Harry and the others are quick enough and can make it in time."

"That's it."

The two came out of the bathroom.

On the other side, Harry and Ron met Malfoy in the hall and bumped into Percy. A few people had a slight conflict. Fortunately, Harry reacted quickly and did not arouse Malfoy's alert.

The two followed Malfoy into the Slytherin common room. The Slytherin common room was a long, narrow basement with walls and ceilings made of rough stones. A lamp with a green light was tied to a chain and hung from the ceiling.

In front of them, under a beautifully carved mantelpiece, a fire crackled, reflecting the figures of several Slytherins seated on carved chairs around the kitchen.

This is the first time Harry and Ron have entered here. You must know that Slytherin is the most exclusive house in Hogwarts, and few students from other houses can enter here.

In the Gryffindor lounge, Hermione was absentmindedly flipping through "The Alchemical Achievements of the Fifteenth Century". From the fact that she looked up at the door from time to time, she knew that she was not as calm as she seemed.

Orlando controlled the four little metal figures to circle around the corner of the table. Seeing that Hermione was not interested in reading, he controlled the metal figures to do somersaults on her feet.

"Okay, don't worry about them."

As expected, Hermione's attention was attracted by the little metal man.

"When can I practice magic with a metal figurine like you?" She said quietly.

"You are different from me. The most important thing for you now is to strengthen your mental power and feed back your soul. Only when your soul power reaches a certain level can you carry out this stage of practice."

Although she had known this would be the result, Hermione was still a little disappointed. In the past, she always thought that she was a genius, but after meeting Orlando, she realized that her genius was only a little better than ordinary people. She was a little worried that if one day If she can't keep up with Orlando, will she be disliked by others?

"Orlando, do you dislike me?" Hermione hesitated and finally said.

"What are you thinking about? I'm just one step ahead of you. The road to magic has no end. The future is still far away. It's just the beginning. We need to support each other to go further. Isn't this what you expect? "Yes?" Orlando said, holding her hands.

"Well, I listen to you." Hermione turned her head shyly.