I'm a priest at Hogwarts

Chapter 40
It was dark and the teacher hadn't come back yet. Orlando was a little anxious. He didn't know if Professor Dumbledore had arrived. He hoped that the teacher would be fine.

"Little master, this is your dinner." Yuri prepared a large roasted whole lamb, and Orlando was not polite, turned anxiety into appetite, and ate it with big mouthfuls.

After eating the whole sheep, Orlando made himself a pot of tea, preparing to get rid of the smell in his mouth. At this time, the ground seemed to be hit by something, and the defensive magic in the castle was instantly activated, and then went out again. Orlando knew that the teacher came back at this time, and he hurriedly put down the teapot and ran out.

Sure enough, a huge steel puppet giant landed on the lawn outside the castle. Nicole Flamel laughed and walked out of the cockpit on the chest of the puppet monster. When he saw Orlando who came to greet him, he called out "" It’s fun! It’s fun!”.

Seeing that the teacher returned safely, Orland suppressed the surprise in his heart and used his soul power to check the teacher's body. There was no sign of soul collapse, and the injury did not worsen. Orlando felt relieved.

"Orlando, you didn't see it. When these old people saw me, their expressions were wonderful, hahaha." Nicole Flamel patted Orlando's shoulder vigorously, full of excitement.

"Teacher, how did you promise me back then? Magic is not allowed during the healing period, have you forgotten?" Orlando kept a straight face, not giving Nicole Flamel any face.

Nicole Flamel clapped half of his hands and stopped in the air, and said awkwardly: "Ah, haha, I really didn't use magic. You saw the giant steel puppet I used, didn't you?"

This is obviously an act of exploiting loopholes. Orlando feels that it is necessary to take it seriously. Treatment will do nothing.

"I don't believe it. Such a big steel puppet monster can be activated without magic power."

"Magic power is not magic, it doesn't need to consume mental power." Nicole Flamel argued sophistry.

"Teacher, you are completely sophistry. If you are told not to use magic, you can use magic power. Can your current body use magic power?"

"Isn't this very low consumption, otherwise I wouldn't have gotten this big guy out." Nicole Flamel's voice became lower and lower, and he knew he was in the wrong.

"Besides, I'm not here to help you vent your anger, okay, okay, it's okay, I've been hungry all day, and I'm exhausted, let Yuri get something to eat, okay?"

Now that the matter has come to this point, it is useless for Orlando to say any more, so he has no choice but to keep a straight face and not speak, who made the old man so self-willed in his old age.

"Yuri, where are you going? Get me some food, you want to starve me to death." Seeing that Orlando stopped talking, Nicole Flamel hurriedly changed the subject and started yelling.

After eating supper with the teacher and listening to him bragging about today's deeds, Orlando knew that the teacher's departure not only represented the return of a generation of legendary alchemists to the magic world, but also an impact on the existing wizarding forces. The great influence and the far-reaching shocking effect were unimaginable for a boy who had just entered the magic world.

It can be said that this appearance, especially accompanied by the big killer of the steel puppet behemoth, suddenly reminded the wizard family who was used to the peaceful era of that bloody era.

Seeing that the teacher was beginning to show signs of fatigue, Orlando hurriedly stopped talking and let him have a good rest. Although the injury has not deteriorated, necessary cultivation is indispensable.

"Yuri, remember that the medicinal diet cannot be stopped. From now on, the three meals a day will be mainly medicinal diet, supplemented by others, do you understand?" Orlando ordered again after the teacher fell asleep.

"Okay, little master."

"Yeah, you persevere these few days. Summer vacation is coming soon. I will take my family to stay for a while and take care of the teacher. You take the time to clean up a few rooms and come out. Also, they are not wizards, just ordinary people. So don’t use some magical facilities and traps. I’ve already told the teacher about this, and he agreed, so you just do it.”

"Yes, little master, please rest assured that Yuri will take care of it."

"Go, go to bed early, this is a healing pill, I will give you one, half of which is applied externally and the other half is taken internally, and your injury will be healed tomorrow." Orlando spread a pill and handed it to Yuri.

"Thank you, little master, the little master is so kind to Yuri!" Yuri was moved to tears, and now he sincerely supports this little master.Not only did he heal the old master's injuries, but he also treated the house elf very well. Where can I find such a master.

Sleepless all night, now Orlando is used to using meditation instead of sleeping. Although the magic power is growing slowly, the power of the soul is improving every day. Although he still can't get out of the body, he can feel that the mud pill in his mind The soul is constantly growing and enriching.

The next day, the aftermath of yesterday has not dissipated. No matter where Orlando goes, students and professors he knows and don’t know come to strike up a conversation. Everyone is very curious about how he became a legendary alchemist Nicole Flamel under the door.

Some descendants of wizard families even came here to make friends, and some even threw out olive branches and sent expensive gifts to express their goodwill.In this regard, Orlando refused all of them. You must know that he is short-handed and short-sighted. He doesn't want to cause trouble for himself in the future.

This Nicole Flamel accepted many disciples in his early years, it was extremely difficult to get started, and the rules of the school were also strict. Unfortunately, none of these disciples survived him, and they all left him first. Later, he became discouraged and stopped. Accepting apprentices, living alone in seclusion.As for the apprentices of his apprentices, he didn't recognize any of them, and let them spread around.

Now, at the end of the day, he accepted a closed disciple on a whim, but none of the previous strict rules existed. Of course, it was also because the newly recruited disciple was really likable, and he couldn't bear to restrain him.

"Orlando, where have you been?" Harry leaned over and asked in a low voice.

"Yes, yes, we knocked on your door, but we didn't see anyone from you," Ron continued.

"Are you really worshiping under Master Nicole Flamel? The mysterious master you mentioned is Master Nicole Flamel?" Hermione still couldn't help asking this question.

"Yes, I have answered this question a hundred times today, Hermione." Orlando rolled his eyes, why did everyone ask the same question repeatedly? Didn't Principal Dumbledore already announce it? asked, he couldn't figure out what was going on in the heads of these little wizards.

"Orlando, where?"

"Before I finish my breakfast, you'd better not ask me anything, or the relationship will be broken?" Orlando interrupted Harry's question and said viciously.

Ron swallowed, and swallowed back the words that came to his lips.

Several people surrounded him and ate in silence. At this moment, an owl flew over and dropped a golden envelope. On the front of the envelope was a large and exquisite silver "W" shining brightly.

"This is?" Hermione said in disbelief.

"What is it?" Ron asked.

"Sign of the Wizengamot."

"What's that?" Harry also wanted to know, but he didn't dare to ask Orlando, so he had to ask Hermione for help.

"You should really read more books, Harry, the Wizengamot is an organization that existed before the Ministry of Magic. It is the oldest and most authoritative organization. It represents the interests of the vast majority of wizards. It is equivalent to the Muggle world. It is a combination of the court and the parliament, consisting of about fifty members, and the chief executive is known as the chief wizard of the Wizengamot." Hermione opened her eyes wide, looked at Orlando in disbelief, and let out a long sigh He said in a tone: "The most important thing is that the Merlin Medal was awarded by this organization."

"You mean?"

"impossible?"

Both Harry and Ron stared wide-eyed, Order of Merlin, my God!
Orlando didn't bother to care about this. He opened the envelope directly. The content of the letter was not long. The main purpose was to inform Orlando that he had been nominated by the International Federation of Magic and confirmed by the Wizengamot, affirming his outstanding contribution in the field of potion manufacturing. , decided to award him the Order of Merlin, Second Class Sorcerer Medal.

"Why did it become a second-class medal? Didn't Principal Dumbledore say it was a third-class medal?" Orlando was confused, and read it over and over again. It was right that it was a second-class medal.

"How is it, Orlando?" Hermione asked cautiously.

"You are right. It was a letter from the Wizengamot, awarding me the Order of Sir Lin, Second Class."

"Medal of the Order of Lord Lin, Second Class?" Harry and Ron shouted in unison after hearing this.

This voice directly alarmed the other students in the auditorium, and everyone crowded around and squeezed forward.

Seeing the situation, Orlando knew that something was wrong. This time, he learned to be smart. Instead of being passively surrounded, it is better to take the initiative. He jumped onto the dining table and snapped his fingers. Two small lightning bolts rubbed between his fingers, making a loud noise. bang.

The loud noise silenced the crowd, and Orlando raised the envelope in his hand and said loudly: "Students, I just received a letter from the Wizengamot, and they decided to award me the Order of Merlin, Second Class of Magician. My personal honor is also the honor of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Witchcraft and Wizardry. I hope that the students will continue to work hard in the future, work hard together, and let our school be proud of us and proud of us."

After hearing these words, the students shouted excitedly and applauded one after another, as if they were the second Orlando and would soon become the next winner of the Order of Merlin.

Orlando bowed and jumped off the table in a hurry. Today, he was in the limelight. This is not his style.

At this time Dumbledore walked over from the crowd, he waved his wand, and the whole auditorium instantly became radiant, the dining tables of the four colleges were covered with flowers, and the ceiling of the auditorium turned into a dazzling star map, All kinds of birds on several colonnades fluttered and danced, and two big peacocks seemed to come from behind the curtain and appeared in mid-air.

The students were attracted by this beautiful scene and gradually became quiet.

"It's great to be young!" Dumbledore pinched the corners of his eyes and said with emotion, "Children, I hope you can maintain this enthusiasm. You know, the world is infinite, and so is magic. On the road of life in the future, I can always remember this day and this moment.”

The students applauded excitedly again, and many senior students didn't know that their palms were red.

Dumbledore waved his hand for silence.He continued:

"Our Orlando, a little wizard from a Muggle family, was awarded the Order of Merlin by the Wizengamot today, the smallest Order of Merlin since the founding of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. The recipient of the Order of Merlin is also the youngest recipient since the award of the Order of Merlin. This great honor is not only due to his personal talent, but also his acquired diligence and hard work, which we all have witnessed. I hope that all of us Teachers and students must learn this spirit of diligence and assiduous study. Only in this way, the wizarding world will be more exciting because of you. Now, I announce that in order to reward this spirit, I have decided to exempt Orlando students from all the penalties during their studies at school. Tuition and miscellaneous fees, and at the same time grant him the title of assistant professor, of course, after he graduates, if he wants, he can be a professor at any time."

The school couldn't stay these days, so Orlando cleaned up, asked Professor McGonagall for a leave, and ran away.

"It's still comfortable to live here, teacher." Orlando sighed.

"You boy, you don't look like a child of this age at all. You shouldn't be celebrating with your friends at this time. What's the point of running back to accompany me, an old man?" Nicole Flamel looked puzzled.

"Don't always treat me like a child, I am a disciple of a generation of legendary alchemists, how can I be as superficial as a child." Orlando happily drank a sip of tea. If the wizard doesn't drink, it will be cheaper for him.

"You! You! It's not okay to live as if you were hundreds of years old in your teens. There are still many days in the future. It's really going to be my age. You still don't live like an old antique. That's not good." Nicole Flamel shook his head and said that he sincerely hoped that this little apprentice would have a happy childhood.

"Teacher, you said that Principal Dumbledore asked me to be an assistant professor. For what purpose?" Knowing that Dumbledore was playing a big game of chess, he was likely to become a pawn on the chessboard. He was hesitant to jump out. This chessboard, after all, he is now apprenticed to Nicole Flamel, so there is absolutely no need to waste it in school.

"Hmph, you boy, it was I who instructed Dumbledore to let you be an assistant professor."

"What, teacher, your idea?"

"Yes, don't you think it's a pity that the teacher's ability is not known to the world?"

"You want me to apprentice you at Hogwarts?"

"I'm a big-headed ghost, you think too much, Dumbledore has always wanted to open an alchemy course at Hogwarts, the best candidate is of course me, but how can I have time to teach and educate people like a bad old man? , I think you are quite suitable, so I recommend you. Firstly, as the only disciple under my sect, you have the responsibility to carry forward alchemy; secondly, wizards live in groups after all. I can't live alone, old man, I'm still waiting to have a great-grandson." Nicole Flamel's face was full of pride, his two long beards kept shaking, he was really a disrespectful old man.

(End of this chapter)