I'm a priest at Hogwarts

Chapter 219 Tool Man Orlando
Orlando didn't speak, just looked up at the sky, and after a while.

Over the Forbidden Forest, a huge object, much larger than a broomstick, or a hundred broomsticks, was rushing across the dark blue sky towards the castle, gradually getting bigger and bigger. .

"Ah, if I'm not mistaken, Beauxbaton's representative has arrived!"

Without Dumbledore's reminder, Orlando, who has "Hawkeye Eye", has already discovered this flying behemoth.It was a huge powder-blue carriage, the size of a house, and it was soaring through the air by twelve golden winged horses, all silver-maned horses, each about the size of an elephant .

The huge carriage passed over the treetops of the Forbidden Forest, the body flew lower and lower, and landed at an extremely fast speed.

Orlando, who sensed something was wrong, arranged a dozen Thunder Shields in front of him without thinking. His fast casting speed without a stick stunned Dumbledore, who didn't react for a long time.

There was an earth-shattering loud noise, which made the students scream, and saw those horseshoes thumping on the ground, each of them was as big as a vegetable plate.In the blink of an eye, the carriage also landed on the ground, and the huge body continued to slide forward under the effect of inertia, heading straight to meet the team.Twelve golden silver-maned horses straightened their front hooves and wanted to stop the car, but they still bumped into Thunder Shield and stopped.

Fortunately, there was a buffer of some distance. These silver-maned horses were not injured, but the sudden impact made them dizzy.They shook their huge heads, and their big fiery red eyes rolled around, as if they didn't understand how the person in front of them stopped them.

"It's amazing magic, Orlando. I have to say you are always amazing every time you make a shot!"

"You have flattered the professor."

Then the carriage came to a halt, and Orlando noticed that there was a coat of arms stamped on the door—two golden crossed wands, with three stars emerging from each.

Just as he was wondering what the coat of arms meant, the door opened, and a boy in a light blue robe jumped out of the carriage, bent down, fumbled for something on the floor of the carriage, and opened a golden spiral staircase.

He jumped back reverently, and out of the carriage stretched out a shiny black high-heeled shoe—the shoe was as big as a child's sleigh—and followed by a woman of enormous size. , twice that of normal people.

"Dear Madame Maxime," he said, "welcome to Hogwarts."

"Dumbledore," Madame Maxime said in a low voice, "I hope you are well."

"Very well, thank you," said Dumbledore.

"Your student?" Looking at Orlando, who was wearing the Wizengamot youth representative dress, Madam Maxim asked with a little emotion.

"Yes, Orlando Bloom, perhaps you have heard his name."

"Oh my god! I know him, the star of Thunder, the youngest youth representative of the Wizengamot, known as the No.1 Orlando of the younger generation, right?"

"It's an honor for you, ma'am, it's an honor to meet you." Orlando followed Dumbledore's example and gave her a hand kiss.

"What a formidable young man! These are my students." Madame Maxime said, waving her huge hand carelessly behind her.

Her huge body blocked Orlando's sight, and it wasn't until she turned her body sideways that Orlando noticed that about a dozen male and female students had gotten off the carriage and were standing behind Madame Maxime at the moment.

Judging from their appearance, they were all about eighteen or nineteen years old, and their bodies were trembling slightly.This is not surprising, after all, they came from a hot place, wearing only thin and delicate silk gowns, and no one wore a cloak.

They walked over, and everyone stared at Orlando curiously. It was the boy in front of him who had just fired a dozen lightning shields to block the carriage. They could see clearly from inside the carriage.A few bold girls smiled and nodded at Orlando, but he ignored them. He is a man of principle, and besides, his girlfriend is watching from the queue behind him.

"Is Karkaroff here?" Madame Maxime asked.

"He will come any moment," said Dumbledore. "Would you rather wait here to meet him, or go in first to warm yourself?"

"Let's keep warm," said Madame Maxime, "but my horses—"

"Our Care of Magical Creatures teacher will be more than happy to take care of them," said Dumbledore. "He'll be back after a little mess, and there's something wrong with something else in his - well - he's got to look after it."

Orlando covered his mouth and smirked.

"My steeds require - er - strong people to tend them," said Madame Maxime, as if doubting that Hogwarts' Care of Magical Creatures teacher would be up to the job, "they've got a lot of temper. "

"I assure you, Hagrid is perfectly capable of the job," said Dumbledore, smiling.

"Very well," said Madame Maxime, bowing slightly, "can you tell this Hagrid that these horses only drink single malt whiskey?"

"I'll take care of it," said Dumbledore, also bowing.

Orlando took a step back out of the way and stood in front of the Gryffindor procession.

"Come," Madame Maxime said solemnly to her students.So the Hogwarts crowd stepped aside to allow her and her students to walk up the stone steps.

"How big do you think Durmstrang's horses will be?" Seamus Finnigan leaned forward and whispered in Orlando's ear.

"I don't know, don't hope too much." Orlando shrugged, he didn't want to be a human shield.

Then Harry craned his neck over Seamus' head and said, "Well, if they were bigger than these horses, I'm afraid even Hagrid wouldn't be able to handle them. I mean if he hadn't been bitten by those snails. No Know what's wrong with them?"

"Probably ran away," said Ron hopefully.

"Oh, don't say that," said Hermione with a shudder, "think about it, these guys are crawling all over the field..."

Orlando was getting a little impatient for waiting. Anyway, Dumbledore didn't call him over, so he just huddled in the crowd and chatted.

In early winter, the temperature difference between day and night in the British Isles is relatively large, and the temperature plummets after nightfall. Many students are already shivering slightly from the cold.

Seeing that Hermione was cold, Orlando was about to take off his coat and put it on for her, but she stopped him.In front of so many people, she was too shy to accept it.Besides, Orlando is a student representative today, so he can't be allowed to welcome the distinguished guests wearing a shirt.

Most people looked up at the sky anxiously.For a while there was silence all around, except for the snorting and stamping of Madame Maxime's giant horse.Just then a loud, strange sound floated toward them from the darkness: a muffled rumbling and sucking sound, like a giant vacuum cleaner moving along a river bed.

Orlando took a closer look, and there were huge splashes on the calm surface of the black lake, and the waves crashed against the wet shore.Then, right in the middle of the lake, a large whirlpool appeared, as if a huge plug was suddenly pulled out from the bottom of the lake.From the whirlpool rose slowly a long black pole-like thing, then the sails, then the rigging, and finally the whole hull.

The big boat was quickly heading towards the lake shore, and under Dumbledore's signal, Orlando walked over to stand side by side with him.

After a while, there was a "plop", and an iron anchor was thrown into the shallow water, and then there was another "snap", and a plank was put on the lake shore.

This is a magnificent ship, shining in the moonlight, with a simple and slightly old shape.One can tell that it is a product of alchemy, giving people a sense of age, like the remains of a shipwreck that has just been salvaged, and the portholes are flickering with dim, misty light, which looks like the eyes of ghosts.

(End of this chapter)