I'm a priest at Hogwarts

Chapter 31 Troublemaker

Before Orlando could finish speaking, Ron volunteered to stand up, "It's my turn, it's my turn."

"Okay, then you, have you memorized the spell?"

"remember."

"let's start."

The over-excited Ron used too much force the moment he threw out the palm thunder. The palm thunder deviated from the original direction and hit the ceiling. In an instant, a big hole was pierced in the wooden ceiling, and the overflowing electric light destroyed the ceiling. Structure, a large piece of the ceiling fell down, and Orlando, who was on the side, had quick eyesight and quick hands, knocked the ceiling flying, and Ron was not injured.

"I, I didn't mean to."

"If you meant it, you'd be lying in the hospital right now." Orlando said angrily.Such a simple action can cause some accidents, and he is also drunk.

"Ron continues to practice. When you can send and receive like you want, try again."

"Okay." Ron lowered his head, not daring to speak.

"Hermione, it's your turn."

"Yes, that's it. After the magic power is activated, the shot must be fast; yes, the target's head and eyes are the best. Perfect, that's it."

If Orlando’s excellence is beyond compare, Harry and Hermione’s success makes Ron a little frustrated. The same teaching, the friends can learn it quickly, but when it’s their turn, accidents happen frequently. This can’t be frustrating. .

As if seeing what was on Ron's mind, Orlando walked over. Ron's temperament is not bad, which may be related to his living environment. The brothers have their own strengths, but he has been mediocre since he was a child, without any talent. Let him sometimes be too eager to become the focus of everyone. This kind of eagerness for success can often only lead to bad things.

"Ron, don't think about it and concentrate on it." Orlando, who had experience as a doctoral supervisor, was no stranger to this kind of student, and directly reprimanded him.

Sure enough, this trick worked, and Ron, who was distracted, quickly recovered his mind.

"Magic is the external manifestation of a wizard's spiritual power. If you can't control your emotions well, how can you concentrate your power? If you want to be strong, you must first learn to control your emotions. If you can't even control your own emotions, no matter how powerful magic is It's just a castle in the air."

This is not only for Ron, but also for Harry and Hermione.After hearing this, several people fell into deep thought.

Harry seemed to gain something. Recently, the scar on his forehead would hurt for a long time, and he always dreamed of the same scene at night, which made him very distressed, but he couldn't find a solution.Hearing Olado's words today seemed to give him some inspiration suddenly. Controlling emotions and concentrating thoughts is a good way to get rid of dreams, but how can it be done?He was going to talk to Orlando in private.

The special training in the afternoon was very effective. The three-person team gradually formed a tacit understanding. One was the main attacker, and the other was supporting the defense. This was a perfect combination.

Looking at Ron who had regained his confidence, Orlando said little by little: "Ron, maintain the current state, and don't be complacent."

Ron nodded vigorously. He is still very grateful to Orlando. This friend is not only strong in himself, but also treats him very well. Although he is sometimes a bit harsh and fierce, he is generally a trustworthy friend.

Regardless of the excited trio, Orlando decided that he had to go back tonight. Although the teacher said that he would not let him worry about it, he was still a little worried, so it was better to go back and have a look.

Called Capri, gave him a ten-year-old mango, and asked him to go to the school kitchen to help stew an old chicken soup.

After dinner at school, Orlando was about to go back to the dormitory, when he heard Harry and Ron muttering something, Hermione looked anxious, and seemed to vaguely mention some dragon, Orlando walked over.

"What are you talking about?"

"Ah, haha, I didn't say anything." Harry said haha, insincerely.

"Orlando, we went to Hagrid's house in the afternoon, his house..." Hermione was about to tell the truth, but Ron hurriedly stopped him and interjected, "Hagrid's house is so dirty, yes, it's so messy, you can't even imagine it. "

"Is that so?" Orlando frowned, apparently Ron and Harry didn't want them to know the truth.

"It's like this, it's too messy, and I'm still thinking about how to clean it up for him." Harry added hastily.

"Okay, you can do it yourself!"

Since you don't want him to intervene, then pretend you don't know.

Orlando turned around and went up the spiral staircase. Tonight he was going back to the hidden hut. Although the teacher told him to study at school without worrying about things outside the school, Orlando was really worried with his unhealed body. Go back and look good.

Capri had already been waiting in the dormitory with the old chicken soup. Orlando took it through the portable library and came to the back garden of the hidden hut. After waiting for a long time, Yuri did not come to open the door. This is wrong, someone has entered here , the magic in the castle will sound immediately, there should be no one right.

After waiting for another half an hour, Yuri came late, bowing and apologizing, "Master, Yuri is late, Yuri made a mistake, please punish me, master."

"Hmph, I'm too lazy to argue with you, take me to see the teacher quickly." Knowing that Yuri must not have done it on purpose, and punishing it is not Orlando's style of doing things, but he has been shut down by not opening the door for so long. There are also bad moods.

"Orlando, you are here. Let's see what this is. Wine that has been cellared for a hundred years. This is a good thing. It took me a long time to find it, your teacher. I will make an exception today and let you have a taste." Nicole Le Mei looked at Orlando with joy, as if she was focused on looking for wine just now, so she didn't pay attention to his arrival.

It's almost enough to coax a child, so he doesn't believe it.

"Teacher, I don't drink, and neither can you. Before your soul injury is cured, you have to quit drinking and smoking. It's best to stop all bad habits except medicinal food."

Nicole Flamel held an unsealed bottle of white wine, and held it up in the air in embarrassment, "Isn't it?"

"Teacher, there is a saying that illnesses come and go like a mountain, and you are still hurting your soul. If you are not careful, how can you do it? This is a fatal thing, and you must be careful." Orlando's tone was firm, his life was at stake. He can't back down.

"That's right, that's right, the little master is right, master, you have to listen to the little master." Yuri said hastily.

"As long as you talk too much, I don't know yet."

"Teacher, this is the old chicken soup that I asked the school cafeteria to stew. You can drink it while it's hot." He took the soup can from Capri.

"Alright, drink soup instead of alcohol." Nicole Flamel put down the bottle in his hand and found a step for himself.

This student is good at everything. He is talented, hard-working, and filial at the same time. But sometimes he is too strict, and he doesn’t know who is the teacher and who is the student. Nicole Flamel feels a little bit emotional thought of.

"Teacher, these days I have classes at school during the day, and I will come back to accompany you at night, okay?"

While the teacher was eating the soup, Olado discussed that he was really scared. Don't look at Nicole Flamel who has lived in seclusion for nearly a hundred years and looks like he doesn't care about world affairs, but his temper is so hot, it's really scary. In order to prevent the teacher from making big moves behind his back, causing magic backlash and worsening the injury, he needs to supervise him from time to time.

"It's so troublesome. It's too tiring to run on both sides. Your teacher, I am taking the soul-suppressing pill now, and my health is getting better every day. I don't need anyone to take care of it. Besides, there is Yuri here."

"No trouble, the school's courses are very simple, and it won't delay my study. Moreover, when I come back every day, I can ask the teacher if I have any questions. Teacher, your knowledge is much better than that of the school teacher."

The reason for this is very strong. Does the teacher teach the students to be justified?Nicole Flamel was speechless, so he could only say, "Well, you can stay as long as you want."

In the evening, in order to appease the teacher's emotions, Orlando said a lot of small things, just to make the old man happy. He is really an old child, an old child, and the older he is, the more he looks like a child.

"Yuri, do you have something to hide from me?" Orlando asked Yuri while the teacher was asleep.

"Little master, the old master won't tell you." Yuri replied anxiously.

"Teacher didn't use magic, did he?" Seeing that he couldn't ask anything from the front, Orlando had no choice but to attack from the side.

"No, but did not stay in bed as you ordered."

"I knew something was hiding from me." Orlando frowned.

"Yuri, these days, I'm at school during the day, please help me watch more, don't let the teacher use magic, you must know that the soul is injured, but one cannot be separated, this is a matter of life and death. Follow the teacher's temper." Orlando emphasized again worryingly.

"Little master, Yuri understands that Yuri must watch over the old master and prevent him from using magic." Yuri solemnly promised.

"Okay, you should go to rest early. Be vigilant these days, and you can't stop the medicinal diet. I reckon that after taking the pill for another month, the teacher's body will be basically fine. This month is a critical period. We are all careful. point."

"Okay, little master, Yuri is going."

"Go."

Sitting cross-legged, Orlando began to meditate for a day. He has become accustomed to using meditation instead of sleeping. Soon he entered a state of no thoughts, no thoughts, and his mind was empty. The magical elements in the world immediately gathered and were slowly absorbed by him. .

Since completing the blood training, Orlando's body seems to have undergone a qualitative change. Not only has his physical body been strengthened, but his affinity for magic elements has also become stronger. It seems that his blood has mutated in the dark. This kind of mutation is what all wizards dream of. of.The teacher couldn't figure out what was going on. In his words, this might be the favor of the God of Magic, which is a great thing.But Orlando knew in his heart that this must be the credit of the supreme Taoist training book "The True Explanation of the Way of Alchemy", which strengthened his determination to continue practicing.

There was nothing to say all night, Orlando was steady and steady, making progress every day, Tene's magic power was slowly growing.After serving the teacher to take the elixir, he repeatedly asked: "Teacher, you should take a good rest. When you are free, you can bask in the sun and grow flowers. If you are really bored, you can come to the school to find me."

"Okay, okay, don't worry about going to school. The teacher is hundreds of years old and knows how to take care of himself. Go, go to school." Nicole Flamel waved at him kindly.

"Yuri, take care of the teacher."

"Let's go, let's go, why are you more verbose than an old man like me."

"Then I'm leaving, and I'll see you again tonight."

"let's go."

After returning to school in Orlando, Nicole Flamel closed the castle, and Yuri and the two started messing around in the underground arsenal, which occupies a huge area and uses traceless space magic to store the treasures he has accumulated over the past few hundred years. The alchemy works, these are all big killers. In the Middle Ages, they were once popular, but today, Nicole Flamel is going to make it come back to the sky.

"Master, do we really want to do this?"

"Hmph, what else do you want? Your master, I haven't appeared in the world for a long time, and the world thinks I'm dead. Hmph, it's fine to bully me, old man, I've lived long enough, and I don't have the same knowledge as them. But bullying my only disciple , That’s not okay, if you don’t give them some color, they really think that my alchemy lineage is a soft persimmon.”

"But the little master said, you haven't healed yet, you need to recuperate, and you can't use magic."

"Do you listen to him or me, I'm not dead yet." Nicole Flamel said angrily.

Yuri's face was ugly, it promised the little master to watch the old master, what should I do?
"Okay, okay, don't put on a bitter face, you know it's for my own good, I didn't use magic either, besides, it will not be a day's work to assemble this giant armor of the devil. The injury is almost healed, so there is no need to worry." Nicole LeMay said eloquently.

"Hey, master, you rest, you command me, and I will do it."

The two got busy in the underground arsenal.Orlando, far away at Hogwarts, was eating breakfast and reading letters. He picked up some that he thought were necessary and wrote a reply. As for the interviews with the newspaper, he declined one by one because the Medal of Merlin was still in the approval process, and the interviews were too early. For those who asked for advice, he briefly answered questions about the quantitative production of potions and the formulation of standards; as for those boring people who were uneasy and threatening letters, he swept them all into the fireplace.

"Harry, Ron, what's going on with you?"

I saw Harry and Ron coming back from outside the castle, covered in mud.

"It's nothing." Harry gasped, and Ron had a burnt hole in the hem of his tattered wizard robe.

"You don't have breakfast?"

"It's too late, don't eat." The two hurried away.

These two troublemakers seem to be really doing trouble, forget about them, after all, they are under the nose of Dumbledore at Hogwarts, no one can afford to make big waves, let them do whatever they want. go.

Orlando didn't think too much about it. He just needed to make sure that the Philosopher's Stone was still in school and within his sensing range. This was a unique secret skill taught to him by Mr. Nico, and only Mr. Nico could know it.

(End of this chapter)