I'm a priest at Hogwarts

Chapter 100 Valentine's Day

Since the attack on Justin and Nearly Headless Nick, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Witchcraft and Witchcraft has never been attacked again. The students gradually came out of fear, and the campus also restored laughter.

At lunch that day, Madam Pomfrey happily reported to Dumbledore: "Mandrakes have become moody and reticent, which means they are rapidly slipping away from childhood. As soon as their acne is healed, they will It can be replanted. Then, in a short time, we can cut them off and refine them into medicine."

Filch, who got the news, was happy all day long, which surprised the mischievous students, who were not reprimanded.

Only Orlando curled his lips. Mandrakes are not such a rare thing in the magic world. There is no need to cultivate this thing by yourself, which is time-consuming and labor-intensive. You can buy it in Diagon Alley or Knockturn Alley for a little money. .

This is completely a trap set by Dumbledore!Orlando, as a bystander, understood that the so-called greatest white-robed wizard of this century was just like that. Didn't he sacrifice Justin and Nearly Headless Nick in order to achieve his own goals? In Lido's view, some sacrifices are necessary.The only one who makes Olado feel pitiful is Justin, this sad child has been petrified for so long, I hope there will be no psychological shadow.

There was a lively discussion in the restaurant, and many people began to say optimistically:
"Maybe the monster - whatever it is, has settled down now and is ready to hibernate for another 50 years."

"Perhaps the heir of Slytherin has lost his nerve and hid because he knows he will be caught if he shows up again."

"Orlando, do you think so?" Hermione asked a little shaken after hearing what the big guy said.

"I think it's the opposite. The lurking enemy is often the scariest. He hides in the shadows and waits for his prey. When the prey relaxes a little, he will show his fangs and bite hard." Orlando said coldly. said.

Ron shivered, and the pudding in his mouth fell on his lap without noticing it.

"Orlando, what you said is too scary." Hermione frowned, only Harry nodded frequently.

"I heard that weird voice again recently, and I have a bad feeling." Harry leaned over and whispered.

"What's that sound? That ghost who doesn't know where?" Ron hurriedly shook his legs and wiped his soiled pants.

"That's the voice."

"Harry, I suggest you go to Dumbledore, maybe he knows what this voice is?" Hermione looked at him worriedly.

"I'll think about it again." Harry hesitated, he didn't want to go to Dumbledore for such a trivial matter, he didn't want people to think he was naive.

"Or, let's go to Professor Lockhart. I overheard him telling Professor McGonagall that he knows what's going on with the Chamber of Secrets, and he has a complete plan to catch the monster."

"You can pull it off, I don't believe a word Lockhart said." Harry shook his head in disdain.

The second-year courses are not stressful for Orlando. He is already familiar with the application of these basic magic, so he is more often self-study.

Hogwarts has the most complete collection of magic books in England. Coupled with the collection of books he carries with him, these books have greatly enriched his knowledge, so he spends most of his time in class reading. For him, , the professors are used to it.

"Orlando, do you know what day is tomorrow?" Harry reminded him in a low voice during Transfiguration class.

"Yes, February 24, Valentine's Day!"

"I thought you forgot, just remember." Harry blinked and signaled Hermione.

"Don't worry." Orlando understood.

Early the next morning, Orlando received a gift. When he opened it, he saw that it was a scarf. Although it was a bit short, it was fine to wrap around his neck. The stitches were a bit uneven and the appearance was average. Orlando's heart warmed when Hermione wove it by herself.

Today's Hogwarts is extraordinarily lively, full of festive atmosphere, the auditorium is newly decorated, the four walls are covered with big and dazzling pink flowers, many heart-shaped confetti are constantly The sky floats down from the light blue ceiling, which is very attractive to girls.

Hermione had been sitting at the long table in Gryffindor early, and when she saw him coming in, she waved to him from a distance.

"Orlando, here you come."

Seeing the scarf she wove around Orlando's neck, Hermione smiled sweetly.

"Come on, have you received my gift?"

"Here it is."

Hermione stretched out her right wrist and showed him her own bracelet. This is a glazed bracelet that Orlando imitated with Void Mithril. It is not considered a magic weapon nor is it powerful. The only use is that there is a storage space of three cubic meters inside.

"Like it?"

"I like it, did you refine it?"

"Yeah, I originally wanted to burn some defensive formations, but unfortunately my formations are not good enough. I failed a few times and wasted a lot of void mithril. Fortunately, you like it, otherwise I would be in vain. scolded."

"Who scolded you? Nicole Flamel?"

"That's right, the teacher said that I was reckless, and I had to use such precious materials for things that can be done with a traceless space curse."

"Then why are you doing this?" Hermione was puzzled.

Orlando stretched out his left wrist to show her, and said playfully, "Bracelets one by one, so it looks like a pair."

Hermione blushed instantly.

Ron said sourly from the side: "Harry, we'd better stay away from them, so as not to be fainted by the sour smell."

Hermione was even more shy now, covering her wrists with her sleeves, pretending to be interested in the confetti falling from the ceiling.

"Don't be sour, both of you. If you feel unbalanced, hurry up and find one. There are so many girls in Hogwarts, it's not enough for you to choose!" Orlando thumped their shoulders and encouraged: "Hands are fast, hands are slow." , I think today is a good day, if you have someone you like, you'd better hurry up and confess."

Harry's heart skipped a beat when he heard that, and he secretly glanced at Ravenclaw's Cho Chang, feeling a little moved.

At this time, the students had already arrived one after another, and there was endless noise and play.

"What's going on today?" asked the belated Weasley twin brother, putting his arm around his younger brother Ron.

"What else, just look at Lockhart." Ron pouted.

"Does little Ronnie in our family have a sweetheart?" George Weasley teased his brother.

"Certainly not, who would take a fancy to him." Fred Weasley took the words unceremoniously.

"Poor little guy." They sang in unison, shaking their heads in a funny way and sighing, which made a group of people laugh out loud.

Ron blushed and tried to break free, but he couldn't.

"You two stop fighting, the banquet is about to begin." As a prefect, Percy was speechless to his two mischievous younger brothers.

(End of this chapter)