I'm a priest at Hogwarts

Chapter 134 If You Are Not Embarrassed, Someone Else Is Embarrassed
"I always feel that the arrangement of this sentence is wrong and should not be translated in this way." Hermione pointed to a piece of parchment and said.

"What's wrong? I tried five different combinations, and finally translated into three different versions. This version is the closest to the meaning of the original text in my opinion."

"But my intuition tells me that the three versions you translated are all a bit far-fetched, especially here, what is a god? What is an immortal? Why do you have to divide it into two paragraphs, because the immortals cannot be the same person, or the same kind of person ?”

Orlando was awakened by Hermione's words. That's right, gods and gods. There is no rule that gods must be gods, and immortals must be immortals. Immortals may also refer to the same type of people.

If this is the case, the starting point when I translated the stone drum text was wrong, and the conclusions I drew were naturally very different, which made Orlando fall into deep thought.

Hermione didn't disturb Orlando's thinking, she walked out of the study lightly with Crookshanks in her arms, today's big cat is so obedient, she needs to study it carefully.

As the night approached, Hermione packed up the salute early, when Orlando came out of the study, and said with a little frustration: "Hermione, you may be right, the stone drum text I translated only stays in the literal meaning, but I don't think about it." The meaning behind the words can only lead to wrong conclusions in the end."

"Don't lose heart, I'll help you, you know I'm a quick learner." Hermione comforted him, shaking his hand.

Nicole Flamel on the side was not surprised at all. You must know that any ancient language can only be mastered after the precipitation of time. It is no wonder that Orlando can learn it by himself, and then translate blindly as if eager for quick success.

"I've warned you a long time ago that it's okay to aim too high, especially in cultivation. You can't be careless. One wrong step may kill you."

"Now you have a strength far beyond that of your peers. This is your capital and your obstacle. Any power system has its unique features. Don't think that you can look down on magic after learning Taoism. Get used to it. Using Taoism to solve problems not only hinders your vision, but also limits your development. I have wanted to tell you these words for a long time, but I am afraid that you will not listen to them."

Orlando lowered his head. Before, he always thought that the teacher kept him at Hogwarts so that he would not live alone and live the life of the elderly at a young age. Now after hearing his warning, he understood what the teacher did. deep meaning.

"I understand, teacher, I will not make the same mistake again." Orlando solemnly stated.

"Okay, it's still a girl who is caring, and she can see through it. If I knew it, I would accept a girl as an apprentice. It's really a mistake." Nicole Flamel took a sip of tea, waved his hand and said: "Go back to school, don't be late." I can't make it to the party."

The two twisted and saluted and went out to return to the Hogwarts dormitory.

"Capri, make a hard trip, send Hermione's salute and Crookshanks back to the dormitory, and feed the cat some dried fish." Orlando looked at the time, and indeed he would not go to the auditorium again. I can't catch up with the sorting ceremony for freshmen.

"Okay, master, this is what Capri should do," Capri bowed, then raised his salute and disappeared with a "snap".

"Are we going to the auditorium like this?" Hermione asked a little shyly. Although it was not the first time she entered the boys' dormitory, she was still a little worried that people would gossip if they saw her.

"Put up the invisibility talisman, it will be peeled off halfway."

The two hurried to catch up so that they didn't miss the freshmen's banquet. As the youngest assistant professor in the history of Hogwarts, he must appear at the end of the teacher's table on this day every year. This is Dumbledore's request to him .

"See you later, Hermione."

"see you later."

Orlando shyly walked towards the teacher's seat, and sat a tired and decadent middle-aged man to start.

"You were almost late, Orlando." Professor Snape reminded him kindly, and then looked at the man next to him with disgust.

"Some things have been delayed for a while, I will pay attention to it next time." Orlando nodded in greeting.

"This is Remus John Lupine, the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor," the small Professor Flitwick introduced to Lupin enthusiastically, "This is a student of Gryffindor, Dumbledore Orlando Bloom, Lido's specially appointed assistant professor."

Although aware of the dark aura on Lupine, Orlando politely shook hands with him, "Hi, Professor Lupine, welcome."

"Hello, Assistant Professor Orlando." It seemed that he didn't expect someone to shake hands with him. Lupine didn't realize it all at once. He rubbed his clothes with his palm cautiously, as if he was afraid of getting something dirty, and then reached out to meet him. Orlando held hands together.

"Orlando, don't blame me for not reminding you, it's better not to hold the hands of strangers, especially those incorrigible and dirty creatures." Lupine's little luck made Snape furious, and he viciously Looking at Lupine said.

The other professors were a little unhappy, and looked at Snape with an ugly face. After all, is it necessary to be so stiff when we are colleagues?Professor Lu Ping hastily withdrew his hand, his pale face became more and more ugly, and finally he was able to step down the stairs under the persuasion of the good old Professor Sprout.

Orlando noticed that Dumbledore in the teacher's seat did not pay attention to these commotions, but wandered away, to be precise, staring at the dome above his head in a daze.

Orlando used the power of his soul to check in the direction of Dumbledore's field of vision, only to find that not far above the castle, there were hundreds of dementors gathered and wandering non-stop. So, Dumbledore was worried about these dementors. Ghost?

At this time, Professor McGonagall led the freshmen who entered this year into the room. The Sorting Hat sang its old-fashioned song as always. The freshmen lined up in a long line waiting anxiously for the final verdict. Some bold children walked around curiously. Looking around, some noticed Orlando on the teacher's seat, which made them very surprised. He shouldn't be a professor at such a young age. Why did he sit on the teacher's seat? Could it be Dumbledore's illegitimate son? muttering.

Fortunately, Orlando didn't pay much attention to them, otherwise he would have died of anger after hearing this.

Freshmen step forward and put on the sorting hat to decide which house they should study in, and the hat will call out the house they are most suitable for (Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff). or Slytherin).

At this time, the dining table was already full of delicious food, but the professors would not eat it until the sorting ceremony was over and Dumbledore announced the opening of the meeting. Orlando had no such scruples, and he was not an official teacher. Besides, so many good things The food tasted bad if it was cold in front of him, so he decisively grabbed a roast chicken and started to eat it.

Orlando, who was buried in cooking, didn't know that hundreds of teachers and students in the whole school were looking at him at this time. Hermione, who was sitting at the Gryffindor table, covered her face with her hands, annoyed and funny. The roommate beside her They all cast curious and gossiping eyes, which made her a little ashamed.

"It seems that our little guy is starved to death!" Dumbledore came back to his senses and laughed.

Orlando doesn't care about that much, his annual food expenses of 100 Galleons are not free and must be eaten back.

Harry and Ron walked in quietly in this weird atmosphere because they were delayed for some time by going to the school hospital.

"Hermione, what's the matter?" Harry asked quietly, sitting next to Hermione.

"Look at the teacher's seat and you'll know." Hermione lowered her head and replied in a low voice.

Harry and Ron looked towards the teacher's bench, and almost laughed out loud. At this moment, Orlando was eating a roast leg of lamb, and the table beside him was covered with a pile of broken bones, and the meat on the table had gone. After a flurry, Professor Lupine beside him seemed to be still in shock, and he didn't know where to put his hands.Orlando's behavior fully explained that what means that you are not embarrassed, it is others who are embarrassed.

The sorting ceremony was finally over, and the little wizards were assigned to different colleges. In order to ease the embarrassment, Dumbledore did not make a long speech, but said a few points for attention, and then announced the start of the dinner.

At this time, Orlando was already half full. He patted the table, and soon the residue in front of him disappeared, and then a pile of freshly baked delicacies appeared.

(End of this chapter)