I'm a priest at Hogwarts

Chapter 2 Reconstruction of Taoism
On this day, before the first ray of sunlight climbed up the mountain, little Orlando got up from the bed lightly, and slowly opened the door without making a sound.The dark corridor did not affect his actions at all. He walked through the stairs, climbed into the forehead, climbed out of the window, and came to the roof. After sitting cross-legged, he started his daily morning class.

As the first ray of sunlight in the morning passed through the horizon and shone on the earth, Orlando took a deep breath, emptied his mind, and started a day of Qi practice.

As the sun gradually rose, Orlando, who completed a round of great luck practice, opened his eyes and let out a long breath. This is the stale air discharged from the body during Qi training. The stale air condenses and does not disperse. Mi Kaiwai gradually dispersed.

Stretching his waist and moving his numb hands and feet, Orlando sneaked into the window of the front floor lightly, and went back to his bedroom to lie down in a familiar way.

What Orlando didn't know was that there was a British Bobtail cat with lacy eyes hidden on the back of the roof not far from his morning practice.The cat watched him quietly for a long time.If anyone is here at this moment, they will definitely find the expression of human surprise and doubt on the face of this peculiar cat.

At seven o'clock sharp, Mary began to prepare breakfast for the day, while Orlando's father, Edward, brushed his teeth and read the newspaper.

Emily walked out of the bedroom rubbing her sleepy eyes and muttered to her mother, "Has the pot-bellied kangaroo woke up?"

"Don't call your brother that, he's just growing up." Mary said dissatisfied.

"I'm growing too, so why can't I eat as much as him?" Emily murmured softly.

Orlando, who heard the sound, knew that everyone had already gotten up, so he quickly opened the bedroom door and walked out.

He was dependent on his grandfather in his previous life, and he cherishes the family affection in this life, and greets everyone happily.

"Good morning Mom, good morning Dad, good morning little Emily."

Mary rubbed the butter on her hands, walked forward happily, kissed Orlando's forehead lightly, and said, "My little Orlando, you are so polite."

Emily on the side had a bit of a taste, she pouted and said, "Mom is really partial."

Mary hurried over and kissed Emily too.

Edward, who was reading the newspaper with relish, raised his head and laughed loudly: "Our Emily is two years older than my brother, I think it should be two years younger."

After hearing this, Emily became unhappy, and made trouble on her father's newspaper, preventing him from reading it.

"Dad hates it. I am obviously older than Orlando. I am the older sister and he is the younger brother."

Looking at the happy family, Orlando felt very warm in his heart. After all, God treated him well. The parental love that he could not experience in the previous life finally got what he wanted in this life.

After breakfast, Orlando sensibly helped mother Mary tidy up the tableware, Emily wiped the table reluctantly, father Edward rolled up the newspaper, picked up his coat and prepared to go to work.

Edward was going to the port of Cardiff, on the north shore of Bristol Bay, at the mouth of the Taff River.It is the capital of Wales, England, and the most important port, industrial and service center in southwest England.

Edward works at the Cardiff Port Freight Center. As the chief engineer of engineering and transportation, he is a veritable senior white-collar worker.

The summer vacation is coming to an end, and Orlando's mother, Mary, is a well-known local lawyer, but today, instead of going to work in a law firm, Mary took a special day off.

Today, she will take her son and daughter to go shopping in Cardiff's largest commercial center, and by the way, order two sets of school uniforms for Orlando, who is about to enter middle school.

Her son, the talented Orlando, was admitted to the most famous Cardiff Secondary School in Cardiff, the capital of Wales, which is something for the family to boast about.Therefore, Mary is in a particularly good mood today, and she asked for leave early.

After clearing the tableware, Orlando squatted on horseback in boredom as he watched his mother direct Emily to run in and out of the outfit while she was putting on makeup.

Inadvertently, Orlando saw a British Bobtail cat with lacy eyes sitting on the door window.

He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he felt that the cat was looking at him. This is the kind of eyes that only intelligent creatures have.

Out of curiosity, Orlando picked up a piece of leftover pizza and walked over. The British Bobtail cat was not afraid of people, and stared straight at him.

Orlando raised the pizza in his hand, beckoning him to give it something to eat, and then gently placed it in front of the cat. The bobcat sniffed the pizza, then turned his head and looked at Orlando with disgust.

Orlando was shocked by the cat's humanized expression. Is this really a cat?
Orlando took back the pizza and was about to study this magical cat up close when Mary and Emily, who had finished their makeup, came over.

Emily said with a look of surprise: "Kangaroo with a big belly, he ate so much for breakfast, he got hungry so quickly, and he didn't forget to eat pizza before going out."

Orlando touched his nose and said awkwardly: "This is for cats, but it's a pity that it won't eat it."

As he said that, he was about to point it out to Emily, but when he turned his head, the cat squatting by the window jumped off the window sill and ran out.

"There is really a cat." Mary said in surprise, looking at the cat running away.

"Son, don't touch this kind of wild cat in the future, be careful of infectious diseases."

"Got it, Mom."

Looking at the cat running away, Orlando was a little disappointed. He always has a strong curiosity about magical things.

"Let's go, let's go, I have a lot of things I want to buy today." Emily said impatiently.

Orlando has no interest in shopping, and he enjoys the time of practicing alone at home. The process of Taoist cultivation is boring and boring, but he enjoys it.

It is with this spirit of persistence and concentration that he in his previous life was able to find his own way and walk a different path in this era of declining Taoism.

Sitting in his mother's car, Orlando rolled down the window and looked into the yard. He wanted to see where the cat had gone, but he looked around but found nothing.

All day, Orlando was absent-minded, and the figure of that strange cat couldn't get rid of his mind.

Mary and Emily have no such troubles, they are immersed in the joy of buying, buying, buying.

As a professional lawyer, Mary can speak eloquently, and will double the price of every item she likes, and she can bargain successfully every time, which makes the eyes of the eldest daughter Emily shine brightly. I can't worship the eloquence of my mother Mary.

As the only male among the three, Orlando has become a tool man, more often responsible for unscrewing bags, pushing carts, and looking at things.

Not to mention the large and small bags filling the trunk of the car, the rear seats of the car are also full of goods.

Mary and Emily couldn't get enough of it, and it was Orlando who ended the day's shopping in the end.

On the way home, Mary was driving the car, chatting enthusiastically with Emily in the passenger seat about the joys of shopping, while our little Orlando was pitifully squeezed in a pile of goods, listening to the two of them in a dull mood. to chat with.

In Orlando's heart, no matter what age, era, or country, women are all crazy when shopping. After rolling his eyes, Orlando automatically filtered out the conversation between the two of them, and closed his eyes to rest.

When I got home, it was already eight o'clock at night. At this time, Edward was lying on the sofa watching TV. He heard the sound of parking in the garage from a distance. He came out, looked at the people with big bags and small bags, and hurried over to help.

The family entered the room talking and laughing, and Emily couldn't wait to take out a gift box with a gold border, which contained a blue silk tie, and handed it to her father Edward as if offering a treasure, and said, "Dad , look at the gift I brought you."

Edward took the gift, hugged Emily in a circle, kissed her on the cheek, and said, "Thank you, my little Emily."

Putting down the big and small bags in his hand, Orlando slumped on the chair. He felt that shopping was more tiring than practicing, and now he just wanted to lie still.

"Orlando, what's the matter with you? Come on, how about Daddy's new tie?"

Edward couldn't wait to unpack and put on his tie.

"It's beautiful, but the silk is easy to get dusty. Dad, I think it's best not to bring it to work." Orlando commented sincerely.

After hearing this, Emily became unhappy, and hurriedly said: "This is the most popular style this year, a must-have for the upper class, why can't I bring it to work?"

Edward touched the tie around his neck. He liked this tie very much and agreed with Emily's words.

Seeing that her father agreed with her words, Emily raised her chin and winked at Orlando proudly.

Orlando curled his lips, hum, don't bother with the brat.

After resting his legs for a while, Orlando, who was thirsty, was about to look for a cup to drink water, when he accidentally found that the cat on the window sill had appeared again.That's right, it was the one that appeared in the morning. The brown-green glass eyeballs shone brightly in the dim night, and there was a circle of silver-edged patterns around the cat's eyes.

Orlando was about to go forward, but the British bobtail cat jumped off the window sill, and then heard the doorbell ring.

Orlando froze in place wondering all this.

Mom's voice came over: "Orlando, go and open the door."

"Okay, Mom."

Opening the door, Orlando was so surprised to see someone coming that he forgot to speak.

I saw a middle-aged woman wearing a tall hat and a purple cloak standing at the door. When she saw Orlando who opened the door, she said, not unfamiliar at all: "Little Orlando, don't you invite me in to have a seat?"

"May I take the liberty to ask, who are you?" Orlando was not really only ten years old.

"I'm McGonagall, a professor and vice-principal at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. You can call me Professor McGonagall."

Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Professor McGonagall, could it be.

At this moment, Orlando's brain was in a state of shutdown. Although he was not a Harry Potter fan in his previous life, he had read this series of novels that were popular all over the world.

"Professor McGonagall, hello, please come in."

Orlando opened the door and ran into the house, shouting loudly while running: "Dad, Mom, Professor McGonagall has come to visit my house."

The whole family sat together, looking at Professor McGonagall opposite, Mary and Edward could not believe that there is magic in this world, and there is a school dedicated to teaching magic, which completely subverted their outlook on life and values.

Professor McGonagall is well-informed about this kind of suspicion in the Muggle world, and he didn't panic at all. He pulled out his wand from his arms, recited a spell, and tapped the teacup on the table. The teacup disappeared and appeared on the spot. A gray and white mouse.

Edward stared at the mouse on the table dumbfounded, with the sound of swallowing saliva in his throat.

Mary looked up and down at the strangely dressed man opposite her. She felt that this was not magic, but a trick. She wanted to discover her loopholes and expose her.

Emily watched all this with great interest. She was very interested in Professor McGonagall's magic of turning the cup into a mouse. In order to confirm that the mouse was real, she, who had always been afraid of mice, picked up the new makeup that her mother bought. The pen poked the mouse vigorously, and after confirming that the mouse was real, he screamed excitedly: "It's a live mouse."

Orlando, who knew the plot, was not surprised at all of this, but he was a little secretly happy in his heart. Does this mean that magic can be integrated with Taoism, and he can walk a different path.

The performance of this family was seen by Professor McGonagall, and she murmured in her heart, "Weird family."

Lightly tapped with the wand, the gray-white mouse instantly turned back into a teacup.

"Mr. Edward, Ms. Mary, can you prove everything I said now?" Professor McGonagall said slowly.

Mary glanced at her husband Edward. She still didn't believe everything the stranger said. She couldn't accept that her son was a wizard.

"Dear Professor McGonagall, are you the wizard you mentioned, who must be educated by Hogsmokers." Edward was reluctant to part with his son, and he did not want his son to leave him.

"It's Hogwarts, sir. This is an ancient school of magic, and it is the most famous school of magic in the whole of England, and even in the entire continent of Europe. Where, your son Orlando can receive the purest magic education, I believe I, Mr. Edward, Ms. Mary, you will definitely not disappoint yourself with your decision today."

After Professor McGonagall finished speaking, he took out a letter from his arms. On the bronze oil leather envelope, there was a coat of arms with a capital "H" on it, surrounded by a lion, an eagle, a badger and a snake.

On the envelope was written in emerald green ink: To Mr. Orlando Bloom
Edward took the envelope, and the inner struggle prevented him from making a decision. Mary saw her husband's anxiety, stood up, bowed to Professor McGonagall, and said, "Thank you for your visit, Professor McGonagall. If something happens suddenly, we may need some time to think about it."

Professor McGonagall also stood up, shook hands with Mary, and said, "Okay, I understand."

(End of this chapter)