I'm a priest at Hogwarts

Chapter 88
But she was fast, and Orlando was faster than her. At this time, there were no other students dueling on the stage, and everyone was divided into two groups, one group hid behind Snape, and the other group hid behind Lockhart.

At this time, Hermione has turned into a fort, firing spells non-stop. Although Orlando dodged these spells, they inevitably accidentally injured other students. The reason they are all around.

"That's amazing. This is already No. 20 five dispelling curses. How did Hermione do it so many times in one go?" Ron's jaw dropped in shock, and he murmured to Harry.

"How do I know?" Harry replied a little depressed. He was accidentally injured by Hermione's spell just now. "Didn't you find out? The most outrageous thing is Orlando. He didn't even take out his wand. Dodge all spells."

As the battle progressed, a puff of green smoke filled the entire venue. Neville and Justin were both lying on the floor, panting. Unfortunately, they were hit by "stray bullets". After all, the auditorium is so big. With so many students, Snape and Lockhart could not take care of them at all.

Seeing this situation, other students formed a group, for fear of becoming the second victim.

Seeing that the situation was uncontrollable, Snape took out his wand and cast a spell on the ceiling. A huge ball of light emanated from his wand and exploded in mid-air with an explosion-like sound. The loud sound interrupted Fortunately, Hermione's magic power has been exhausted at this time, so there is no danger of magic power backlash.

Hermione, who was out of breath, managed to stand still. Although she was not backlashed by the spell, the strong dizziness still made him dizzy.

Orlando dashed over, hurriedly supported Hermione, checked through the power of the soul, and confirmed that it was only the magic power exhausted, and after he was exhausted, he let out a sigh of relief, "Don't talk, I'll help you go and have a rest. "

The dizziness made Hermione afraid to open her mouth, for she was afraid that if she opened her mouth, she would spit it out.

Snape stood aside in embarrassment, not knowing what to say. Although he acted in a hurry, he did not take Hermione's safety into consideration. Orlando had objections to this, and it was reasonable for him not to talk to him.

"What are you looking at, you bastards, you can't cast such a simple stopping spell, especially you, Longbottom..." Snape vented his depression heartily, and Neville's round pink face blushed even more. .

Orlando helped Hermione to the corner. All the students along the way looked at them without speaking, and their eyes revealed awe and worship for the strong.

"Don't talk, Hermione, I'm transmitting your consciousness." Orlando helped Hermione to sit cross-legged. "Now listen to me, concentrate on emptying your brain, and take a deep breath to remove the air in your body. Imagine a flower blooming in your abdomen The lotus flower, when inhaling to fill the abdomen with air, the petals of the flower unfold; when exhaling to remove the air from the abdomen, the flower closes up. Repeat this cycle, don’t stop, until the mind and mind are united, start to meditate.”

Hermione was very smart, she didn't panic because of the voice that suddenly appeared in her mind, out of trust in Orlando, she emptied her mind and followed his guidance to start the first meditation in her life.

At this time, in the middle of the stage, Lockhart and Snape began to demonstrate how to use the defensive spell to resist the attack of the curse.

"I think I'd better teach you how to stop unfriendly magic." Lockhart said, standing in the middle of the auditorium with a flustered expression.

He glanced at Snape, saw a cold gleam in Snape's dark eyes, and looked away immediately. "Volunteer to come up a couple, please—Longbottom and Finlayly, how are you? Very well, I knew you wouldn't refuse, my boy, come here quickly."

"That's a bad idea, Professor Lockhart," said Snape, gliding across the stage like a large malevolent bat. "Longbottom can wreak havoc with even the simplest of spells, I don't think so." I don't want to cause a big mess."

"How about Malfoy and Potter?" Snape said with a smirk, as if he wanted to vent all his depression today on Harry.

"Brilliant!" said Lockhart, motioning for Harry and Malfoy to move into the middle of the Great Hall as the people stepped back to make room for them.

"Why not Orlando, I think he's better?" Harry called to Snape.

"Orlando? Do you think ten of you can beat him?" Snape snorted, seemingly disdainful of answering his idiot's question.

"Well, Harry, this is a rare learning opportunity, listen to me," said Lockhart, "When Draco points his wand at you, you do it."

"How? Spit at him?" Harry said, glaring at the back of Snape's head.

Lockhart raised his wand, waved it left and right, trying to conjure complex tricks, but accidentally dropped it on the ground.Snape sneered, Lockhart hurriedly picked up his wand, and said playfully, "Ouch—my wand is a little overexcited today."

Harry had given up all hope for Lockhart. He looked down the stage, and looked across the crowd to Orlando by the wall. At this moment, he wished Orlando could stand aside for him.

"Harry, focus, you can do it, you're the best." Ron on the stage cheered him up, pumping his fists.

Snape approached Malfoy, bowed his head and whispered to him for several decades, and Malfoy also sneered.

Harry looked up at Lockhart nervously, wanting to say something, but finally gave up, he thought it would be better to save some energy and fight Malfoy instead of asking the silver pewter tip.

"What? Scared?" Malfoy said in a low voice, out of Lockhart's ear.

"You're dreaming." Harry said these words from the corner of his mouth.

Lockhart patted Harry on the shoulder happily. "Just do as I did, Harry."

"What, dropped the wand?" Harry thought he heard it wrong, but at this moment Lockhart jumped off the stage in three steps, not listening to what he was saying at all.

"You scumbag, I'm shit." Harry spat viciously in his heart.

"Ready? One-two-," Snape commanded.

This time Harry was smarter, he raised his wand before he called three, but Malfoy was more cunning than him, when Snape called ready, he started to cast the spell, and when he called two By the time he finished preparing the spell, he yelled, "Oolong comes out of the hole!"

A black light shot out from Malfoy's wand, turning into a cloud of black mist, and a long black snake suddenly jumped out of it, landed heavily on the floor between them, then raised its head, ready to attack.

Harry stood there in panic, his fingers turning white from too much force on his wand, his mouth trembled a few times, and he couldn't utter a single spell.The crowd under the stage screamed and quickly backed away, leaving a large space.

"Don't move, Potter," said Snape lazily, obviously taking pleasure in seeing Harry standing motionless in panic, staring at the angry snake.

(End of this chapter)