I'm a priest at Hogwarts.

Chapter 111
"Why do you say you are doing this? Is it necessary to care about other people's opinions?"

Hermione was still angry when they were eating dinner. Just now, they were studying in the library. Hermione was so angry that a Hufflepuff girl pointed behind Orlando's back and said some dirty words. The Chippaqi girls rant, which ends up attracting the librarian, Mrs. Pince, and the two are kicked out of the library, and Orlando is involved.

"Why are you not angry at all." Hermione fiddled with the food on the plate.

If it was before, Orlando might have asked for leave. Anyway, he has already finished the lower grade courses, and he is self-studying the upper grade courses. If you have any questions, you can write them down and ask the professor after class or go back to the teacher.

He can leave, but Hermione can't. It is impossible for him to leave Hermione in school alone until he eliminates the hidden danger of the Slytherin heir and eliminates the threat of the basilisk.

"What's there to be angry about? They say theirs, and I have a lot of meat. Is there any need to be angry?" Orlando poured himself a glass of milk.

"Hmph, I don't want to hear them say that about you." Hermione poked the plate hard.

"Okay, okay, don't be angry, it's easy to get wrinkles when you are angry, you don't want to age prematurely. Be good, drink this glass of milk. Drinking milk at night can not only promote sleep, but also beautify the skin. It kills two birds with one stone." Orlando Poured her a glass of milk.

Harry, who had been watching them both, accidentally sprayed the salad all over his mouth, and Ron hurriedly poured himself a glass of water, which he accidentally choked on just now.

"Can't the two of you not show your affection during dinner?" Harry rolled his eyes and complained.

"Who told you to gossip like this, you deserve it when you eat with your ears pricked up." Hermione was ashamed and angry.

"Okay, okay, don't worry about them, let's eat quickly, we're going back late, and there's no good place in the lounge again."

Since Dumbledore announced the implementation of semi-closed management, the students of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry have complained and suffered unspeakably. Every day, except for classrooms, there is a cafeteria, and the only space for activities is the common room. For active students, life is like a year.

No, as soon as he returned to the Gryffindor common room, Orlando saw a group of people surrounding the twin brothers of the Weasley family, watching them play tricks, and Lee Jordan acted as a guide to liven up the atmosphere.

Orlando was about to go back to the dormitory, but was stopped by a voice. It was a portrait in the Gryffindor lounge. At this time, Phineas Nigellus ran in. The so-called Hogwarts The most unpopular headmaster in the history of Cici School of Witchcraft and Magic, said arrogantly: "Boy, Dumbledore told you to go to the headmaster's office quickly. I brought the message. You can go or not. Remember the password: jackfruit .” After finishing speaking, he ran away, as if staying for a second longer would stain his eyes.

"Who is he, it looks like we owe him money." Hermione pouted unhappily.

"These pure-blood wizards look down on Muggle-borns like us the most, so don't pay attention to them. There will always be such people in any generation." Orlando could understand.

"Just wait for me in the common room, and I'll come as I go."

"Be careful, do you want a teacher to accompany you?"

"Don't worry, I've been prepared for a long time." Orlando took out the anti-direct vision periscope glasses and put them on his head, packed the antidote elixir Wudusan with him, and went out of the door.

There was only the sound of his kicking footsteps in the deserted castle, and the brave Orlando went straight to the principal's office.

"Professor, are you looking for me?" Orlando greeted politely.

"Sit down, what do you want to drink?"

"Milk tea."

"You have been wronged recently, I hope it didn't cause trouble to your study and life."

"It's not a matter of being wronged or not, thank you for your concern."

"I came to you today to ask you for a favor. I wonder if you would like it?"

"What's the matter?" Although he guessed it, Orlando didn't want to take the initiative to poke it.

"I need you to draw out the basilisk." Dumbledore did not go around in circles, and said directly: "The school board of directors held a meeting today to dismiss me as the headmaster. Although I stopped it, if this trouble cannot be resolved as soon as possible, I would like to continue Once I wasn't so lucky."

"As you know, my teacher Nicole Flamel has always disapproved of my taking risks. After all, it goes against his philosophy of life." Orlando is not the magic novice a year ago. Precepts and deeds, he is not so easy to fool now, only fools are willing to do things that are not beneficial, let alone use him as bait.

Dumbledore seemed to have been prepared for a long time. He took out a book from the drawer and handed it to Orlando, "This is a secret book of Eastern Taoism. I have been cracking it for decades, but I still can't understand it. Now it belongs to you."

Orlando suppressed the joy in his heart, and stroked the book lightly. The leather-tanned book cover gave off a heavy sense of history. When he opened the book, Orlando recognized at a glance that it was written in "Stone Drum Text", which was written before the Western Zhou Dynasty. Writing, in his previous life, he cultivated immortality and asked, and he once specially studied it.

Old God Dumbledore looked at him comfortably without saying a word, as if he was sure of him.This old fox, worthy of being the greatest white-robed wizard of our time, immediately grabbed Orlando's vitals, making him jump into it even though he knew it was a trap.

Orlando took a deep breath, and put away the books without talking nonsense, "What do you want me to do?"

"Find it out and wipe it out."

"I'm not a Parseltongue, and I need Harry's help."

"Okay, but you have to make sure he's safe."

"I'm not % sure about this. You also know that the petrification skill of Basilisk Eye is very difficult to resist without a strong magic foundation. As far as I am concerned, I can use some foreign equipment to prevent Harry from dying directly. But it's almost impossible to guarantee his safety percent."

"Very well, as long as Harry's life is guaranteed, a little setback is also a good experience for Harry."

"Then it's settled. In addition, during this period, I need authorization to walk freely in the school castle."

"Don't worry about this, I will inform you. When will you start to act?"

"Tomorrow, I need to draw up a plan, and I also need to communicate with Harry to make him mentally prepared."

Since he decided to participate in the event himself, he had to do something like that, otherwise he would be caught by Dumbledore, an old fox, and he might be eradicated as a monster one day. Then for one thing, Orlando decided to act and do a full set.

After drinking all the milk tea in his hand, Orlando got up to say goodbye.Although he was very upset at being calculated by others, but thinking of the heavy book in his arms, he was delighted again. He had a premonition that as long as he understood this book, he would reappear the power of Taoism in the not-too-distant future .

(End of this chapter)