I'm a priest at Hogwarts

Chapter 163 Campus Life in Winter
Ever since the newspapers published photos of Orlando killing a large number of dementors like a god, his name has become famous in the magical world. People with good deeds gave him the nickname "Thunder Star", implying that he is the master of the future of Thunder. Nova.

Many wizards from all over the world wrote to him one after another, some asked about the "stars shining" magic;

At the beginning, Orlando was still interested in replying, but as time went by, the number of letters increased instead of decreasing, with more than a dozen letters a day, dozens of copies came, which annoyed him, and finally Hermione, Harry and Ron Help, he was freed from this tedious reply.

"This is already the No. 18 letter today, and I can't understand the Spanish language." Ron complained while holding an envelope.If Orlando hadn't hired him at a galleon a day, he wouldn't have persisted for so long.

"Show me." Hermione took the envelope, took out a dictionary, and began to translate word by word.

"There's no need to be so serious, right?" Orlando put down the stone drum document in his hand, and said, "Anyway, I don't know them, so it doesn't matter if they reply or not."

"How can it be indifferent? Many of these people are well-known magic masters in the local area. They can take the initiative to write to you, which is a sign of goodwill. With this relationship, it is easy to establish friendship. The contacts in the world may be useful one day." Hermione said eloquently.

Orlando touched his nose, embarrassed.He understands what Hermione said, but no matter in his previous life or in this life, what he fears most is these entertainments, otherwise he wouldn't just stay on the university campus and do research.

Fortunately, Hermione reminded her that she didn't bother to take the matter of Orlando as her own, and meticulously wrote back letters to everyone who sincerely wanted to make friends with him. Harry burns.

This situation has been going on for more than a month. When the winter sun shines on the earth and Hogwarts Castle is covered with a layer of snow, there are finally fewer letters from all over the world, and Orlando no longer has to brave the biting cold Feng went to the owl house to send a reply. Fortunately, Hogwarts has a large number of owls for students to use. Otherwise, I really don't know what to do with the dozens of replies in a day.

"Orlando, are you and Hermione staying for Christmas?" Harry asked suddenly, who was filling out the application for staying in school.

"It depends. If the house is negotiated, we may stay."

"Are you really going to buy a house in Hogsmeade?"

"Yes, I have made an appointment with Mr. Fuad Shafiq to meet next weekend, and I will buy it directly if possible."

"You guys are really rich." Ron said sourly. He didn't even dare to think that when he could spend a lot of Galleons like Orlando to buy a manor of his own.

"This is also thanks to Lockhart. If he hadn't sponsored me a large sum of Galleons, I wouldn't have been able to afford it."

Two weeks before the end of the semester, the castle was filled with a festive atmosphere, and the little wizards were chasing and fighting to release their joy.The weekend was approaching, and there was no class this afternoon. A group of people gathered around the fireplace to read, but after a while, the sound of chasing and fighting outside the castle was noisy, making Orlando unable to read at ease.

"Let's go to have a snowball fight." Orlando said suddenly, putting down the "South China Scripture" in his hand.Recently, he has become a bit addicted to reading Daoist scriptures. Whenever he has time, he will take it out and read it. Every time he has different feelings.

"Okay, okay." Harry said hastily, throwing away the chess piece in his hand.

"How could it be like this? We haven't finished playing yet." Ron quit. Seeing that the game was about to win, Harry stopped playing.

"You've already won three hands," Harry said, spreading his hands, "You're the one who wins anyway, so it doesn't matter if you play or not."

"Let's go, Hermione, relax today, it's a rare sunny day, let's go to have a snowball fight." Orlando helped Hermione put away the book.

In the common room, the little wizards of Gryffindor responded to Orlando's words. They dropped their homework and followed Orlando, and the group left the castle in a mighty manner.

It snowed all night, covering the whole of Hogwarts in a white coat. The lawn, treetops, and roofs were all white, which made people feel like they had changed the world.

Under Orlando's command, more than a dozen of them were divided into two teams according to the ratio of men and women. Both parties agreed not to use magic. With the sound of thunder, the two groups began to chase each other and throw snowballs.

Orlando led Hermione, Harry, Ron and others to rush forward. They followed Ron's suggestion at first and hit the twin brothers of the Weasley family first.Orlando is the main pitcher, and Hermione is his deputy, who is responsible for pinching snowballs. Orlando, who has the spirit lock skill, can still shoot snowballs accurately even if he does not use magic.

Seeing that Orlando was so fierce, Harry and Ron chased the two of them alone, and decisively joined Hermione's ranks, responsible for passing ammunition to him. With their participation, Orlando threw snowballs at a speed like a cannon, and soon The twin brothers of the Weasley family who just hit were helpless.

The other teammates on the opposite side saw that this was paid off, and hurriedly gave up their opponents and concentrated their firepower to fight in Orlando. The few remaining people on Orlando's side saw this and joined the ranks of passing ammunition.

So this weird scene appeared on the playground. Orlando turned into a machine gun and beat seven or eight people by himself.

Many students from other colleges who were watching this interesting scene couldn't bear to join the ranks of the battle one after another. Orlando would not refuse anyone. Anyone who stood on the opposite side was his target. This is like stabbing a hornet's nest , less than half of the school's students participated.Fortunately, there are quite a few students who support Orlando, and the continuous firepower delivery ensures that Orlando can throw 1 snowballs in one minute, so this snowball fight becomes Orlando alone against more than 200 people.

After a big battle, no matter how good his body is, Orlando inevitably suffered a lot of snowballs, and his head, clothes, shoes and socks were all wet.

"Okay, let's stop here today, everyone go back and change clothes, don't catch a cold." When everyone was tired from playing and had no energy, Orlando suggested.

"It's such a joy, this is the most fun snowball fight I've ever had." George gave Orlando a hug with his wet hair, and rubbed the snowflakes all over his body by the way.

"That's right, it's so enjoyable, Orlando, how did you manage to hit every shot?" A Hufflepuff girl asked curiously.

"Well, it's just like practicing magic. As long as you concentrate on locking the target, you can hit every shot." Orlando explained vaguely.

"Let's go, your clothes are soaked, go back and change quickly." Hermione came out in time to make a rescue.

The crowd surrounded Orlando and returned to the castle laughing. What he didn't know was that when they were having fun, a black Labrador dog under the Whomping Willow was staring at them from a distance, with eyes full of love and sadness. .

(End of this chapter)