I'm a priest at Hogwarts

Chapter 38 Final Exam
"Harry! Harry, are you all right?"

"I'm fine, you go to rescue the soldiers, Orlando is fighting Voldemort."

Hearing the name, Hagrid rolled his eyes and trembled violently. He swallowed hard and said in a trembling voice, "Harry, aren't you joking?"

"This is not a joke, it's true. Voldemort wants to use the blood of a unicorn to continue his life. Orlando is stopping it. The roar of thunder and lightning in the forest is him fighting. Hagrid quickly go to Professor Dumbledore for help." Harry's voice trembled Shouting dumb, he regretted it so much, why did he let Orlando follow him, if something really happened, he would not forgive himself.

Hagrid was already overwhelmed by the shocking news of the explosion. He waved his umbrella and said a spell three times, but it was wrong.

Orlando, who was not far away, really couldn't stand it any longer, so he had better show up, otherwise the trouble would get worse and it would be difficult to deal with it. He tore off the invisibility talisman on his body, and jumped down from the treetop.

A figure suddenly appeared, and Firenze suddenly stood up on his hind legs in fright. Unprepared, Harry fell off the horse and let out a ouch in pain.

"Who?" Hagrid didn't care about the magic he hadn't cast, and stood in front of Harry with a big stride, using his big body to protect the two of them.

"It's me, Hagrid, don't get excited."

"Orlando?"

"Yes, it's me, Harry."

"It's great that you're okay!" Harry happily got up from the ground, and was about to give Orlando a hug.

"Calm down, calm down." Orlando held up a hand to block Harry's embrace, "I've already beaten Voldemort away, so there's no need to make a fuss."

"Mysterious man? Are you sure?" Hagrid's tongue was sticking out. This night, he felt that there was something wrong with his ears. Why did the news he heard become more and more unreliable.

"I'm sure, he used the Avada Kedavra on me, and of course I bounced it back."

"Rebound, are you sure?" Harry touched the scar on his forehead, "Is he dead then?"

"Probably not. I cast a Heaven's Punishment Punishment Thunder and hit him, but he ran away."

At this time, the centaur Firenze came over, bowed his head and curtseyed, and said, "Respected Sir Alien, please accept the worship of the centaur family."

"The appearance of a foreign star has changed the fate of the stars. It seems that everything has changed." The centaur Firenze sang in an aria. It seems that this is not the case, and he cannot express his awe of the fate of the stars.

He turned around, saluted Orlando again, and then slowly ran back to the depths of the forest.

"Orlando, what is Alien?" Ron came over at this time, he only heard the second half, so he asked.

"How do I know that, let's go back to the castle quickly, Hermione is already freezing."

Hagrid still wanted to find the injured unicorn, so Orlando took the three of them back to the castle.

Back in the Gryffindor lounge, Harry couldn't contain his excitement. He was pacing up and down, his body trembling, and he kept muttering: "Voldemort is coming back, he killed the unicorn, To drink its blood to live on."

Orlando poured himself a cup of hot tea, then handed a cup to Hermione, and sipped it happily. Today, after a big battle, he felt extremely refreshed.As for Voldemort, if he was facing him in his heyday, Orlando would hide as far away as possible. Now, just a remnant soul does not make him tremble with fear.

"Don't say that name again!" Ron whispered in alarm, as if worried that Voldemort would hear.

Hermione was also terrified at first, but for some reason, after drinking the tea Orlando handed her over, she seemed to be less terrified.

"Snape was going to get Voldemort the Philosopher's Stone Voldemort was waiting in the forest and we thought Snape was just trying to get rich with the Philosopher's Stone..."

Harry seemed absorbed in his own reasoning, without any regard for Ron's feelings.

"Firenzie saved me, he shouldn't have done it. Bane was very annoyed saying that this would mess with what the Fate stars foretold. The astrology must be showing that Voldemort is coming back and Bane thinks Firenze should let Voldemort kill me I guess That's also shown in the astrology."

"Can you stop saying that name!" Ron growled, completely enraged.

"Oh, yes, Ron, I'm sorry." Harry scratched his hair, as if he had discovered some secret.

"Orlando, do you think Professor Snape will steal the Philosopher's Stone?" Hermione asked.

Both Harry and Ron listened, and turned to look at Orlando.

"impossible."

"Why not?" Harry and Ron asked in unison.

"Because Voldemort has possessed a person and he can use a wand. I've played against him and he's very good at the Dark Arts."

Ron almost choked with a creak, and his voice began to cry, begging: "Orlando, can you not mention this name, I beg you?"

Orlando rolled his eyes and said, "I beat him half to death. There's nothing to be afraid of, coward."

"really?"

"Why are you lying to me? Didn't Harry see me using the Evil God Thunder?"

Both Hermione and Ron looked at Harry, and Harry stammered and said, "I heard a loud noise, and a bolt of lightning fell from the sky. I just took a look, and then passed out. You all know about it."

"Okay, it's almost dawn, I'm going back to sleep for a while, how about you?"

Harry looked at Ron, but Ron didn't dare to look at him, so he just lowered his head and said, "I have a leg injury, I'm going back to sleep."

Harry looked at Hermione again, and Hermione drank the tea in one breath and said, "There is class tomorrow, we'd better go back and rest." Then she left.

Orlando shrugged, clapped his hands and said, "Okay, let's go, I think there will be a lot of things waiting for us tomorrow."

"Orlando, aren't you worried at all? If Voldemort gets the Philosopher's Stone, he can be resurrected, completely resurrected." Harry was a little hysterical, and he couldn't understand why these little friends didn't understand the matter seriousness.

Patting Harry on the shoulder, Orlando said earnestly, "Who do you think could steal the Philosopher's Stone from under the nose of the greatest white mage of this century—Dumbledore? Didn't he leave behind? Think about it Think about it, Harry, sometimes you can be brave, but you have to learn to use your brain."

After finishing speaking, Orlando Shi Shi ran out of the common room. The fight tonight exhausted the magic power in his body. Fortunately, his body was fine, so it was a small advantage.

Sure enough, early the next morning, Orlando, who was still eating breakfast, received a summons from Professor McGonagall, asking him to go to the principal's office and look at a table of unfinished desserts. Orlando was also polite and packed them away. .

Harry, Ron, and Hermione watched Orlando leave, and the three friends hurriedly followed without caring about their half-eaten breakfast.

Sure enough, Hagrid reported last night's situation to Professor Dumbledore early in the morning. Of course, he didn't hide anything about Orlando, because the matter was important after all.

Orlando didn't hide it either, and explained everything that happened last night in detail. Of course, he made up a very good reason, that is, he accepted the invitation from Harry and Ron, and he took the risk because he was hindering the friendship between friends. Followed into the Forbidden Forest.

Dumbledore didn't seem to be very interested in why Orlando violated the school rules, but asked in great detail about the soul magic and thunder spells he used against each other.

Orlando was not prepared to hide anything at all, he would answer whatever Dumbledore asked, and as for some inconvenient explanations, he would evade and say that it was a secret technique taught by his teacher.

In this regard, Dumbledore has nothing to do, because a wizard like Orlando who cultivates the soul attribute is inherently immune to all instigating thoughts, even a master of instigating thoughts like him cannot easily read the other party's thoughts.

After listening to Orlando's narration, Dumbledore looked contemplative. Although the punishment of confinement in the Forbidden Forest was an experience he arranged for Harry, the intervention of Orlando seemed to make the original intention deviate from the track. Of course, He didn't mean to blame Orlando, after all, he was able to severely injure Voldemort's remnant soul, which was something he had always wanted to do but failed to do.

"Okay, young man, you have given me so many surprises this year that I can't even treat you as a first-year student. I look forward to your future going further and further." Dumbledore The words are like a spring breeze, which makes people feel very good after listening to them.

"How about it, Orlando, have you told Professor Dumbledore about Snape?" At the corner of the escalator, seeing Orlando coming out of the principal's office, Harry rushed over and asked eagerly.

"I've said it, Principal Dumbledore asked very carefully, and I told him about your judgment, and he didn't seem to care about it. Of course, he also asked me to tell you, Professor Snape no matter what It will not harm you, it seems to be related to your mother, of course, the first sentence is what the principal said, and the latter sentence is my guess."

Hearing this, Harry's face darkened a bit. Why didn't everyone believe him? He had heard Snape threaten Professor Quirrell with his own ears.

"That's right, how could someone as powerful as Dumbledore not know." Ron breathed a sigh of relief.

"Orlando, why did Snape threaten Professor Quirrell?" Hermione asked puzzled.

"That's right, I heard it with my own ears, Snape threatened Professor Quirrell, what do you say about Orlando?"

"Harry, sometimes what you see may not be true, and what you hear may not be true. Don't you find that Professor Quirrell's behavior is weird?"

"Professor Quirrell, do you suspect it's him?" Ron snorted, as for Quirrell's cowardly character, what bad things could he do.

"That's right, he's so timid."

"Hehe, you guys, you always look at things on the surface. If Quirrell is really a cowardly and incompetent person, will Principal Dumbledore hire him as a professor? Think about it." Orlando patted Ron shoulder, turned and left, some things would be meaningless if they were clarified, after all, it was contrary to the development of the plot.

Time passed quickly, and the final exam came as scheduled. Although Orlando said he was not worried, he couldn't stand the nagging of Harry and the three of them. He wanted to go back to the hidden hut and get familiar with the lightning spells by the way, but Yuri But he told him that the garden at the back of the castle was being renovated, and that herbs were planted according to his request, so the portal was temporarily closed.

In desperation, in the Gryffindor common room, Orlando had to read a book while answering the three of Harry. As more and more people asked questions, all the first-year Gryffindors sat around After coming over, there were even many senior students who rushed to ask questions, hoping to get answers from Orlando quickly.

Orlando, who was tireless, had no choice but to hide in the dormitory and not come out.

The exam came as scheduled. Some of the students were frowning, some were anxious, and some were muttering with their small notebooks. Only Orlando was leisurely with his hands behind his back.

It was a very muggy afternoon, and it was uncomfortably hot in the big classroom.The teacher sends them new quills specially for exams, all of which have anti-cheating spells.

Orlando glanced at the questions, and quickly answered them. He even reported to the teacher after finishing the test papers that there was a question wrong, and gave a reasonable argument, which stunned the invigilator.I have seen a student who is awesome, but I have never seen such an awesome student. It has been a long time.

Then came the practical exam, where Professor Flitwick made them walk into the room one by one to see if they could get a pineapple to tap dance across a desk.When it was Orlando's turn, his pineapple perfectly explained what tap dancing is, and Professor Fleetwee was amazed.

Professor McGonagall watched as they turned a mouse into a snuffbox - the more elegant the box, the higher the points; points were deducted if the mouse's whiskers were still on the box.There is no doubt that Orlando is another perfect score. The snuff box he created is not only perfect, but also lifelike.

During the Potions exam, the students tried their best to remember the procedure of mixing the forgotten potion.Snape stood behind with a straight face and watched closely. They could feel his breathing on the back of their necks, which made them very nervous.But when it was Orlando's turn, Snape showed a rare smile. This student's level of potion refining has already surpassed blue and surpassed blue.Undoubtedly, another perfect score.

The last test is History of Magic, as long as you persist for an hour and answer which weird old wizards invented the automatic stirring cauldron, they will be free and can play for a whole week with ease until the test results announced.This is not too easy for Orlando, who has the ability of photographic memory. It only took him 10 minutes to complete all the questions.Of course, it was impossible to hand in the papers in advance, so he had to close his eyes and meditate to accumulate magic power.

When the ghost of Professor Binns told them to put down their quills and roll up the answer parchment, Harry couldn't help cheering with the other students. Orlando opened his eyes, and then handed in the test paper. Worry.

(End of this chapter)