I'm a priest at Hogwarts

Chapter 115 Return to school

After the two discussed the details, they prepared to go to Hogwarts.

"Capri?" Orlando shook the house elf that fell to the ground.

"Ah, Master, I'm sorry, Kabri didn't mean to do it, it...it's just too sleepy." Kabri stood up unsteadily and kept apologizing.

"Have you been staying here these past few days without sleeping?"

"Yes, Master, Cabri failed to complete the task and still fell asleep. Cabri will punish himself for his dereliction of duty." Cabri looked frightened and regretful, and kept hitting his head on the corner of the table. Orlando was He grabbed it.

"Okay, I don't mean to blame you, you don't have to punish yourself. Has anyone looked for me in the past few days?"

"Yes, Dumbledore looked for it once. The owner's friends Harry and Ron come over every day to ask."

"Nothing happened at school these days, right?"

"Uh..." Kabri looked confused.

"Forget it, I guess you don't know the situation outside here. Send a message to Dumbledore for me, tell him that I have something to ask him, and ask him to come to my dormitory. After sending the message, you can go back and rest. Go ahead."

"Okay, master."

Then there was a crisp "pop" sound, and Cabri disapparated and left.

There was only one chair in Orlando's dormitory, and he moved it over to Nico Flamel. Thinking that Dumbledore was coming soon, he used transfiguration to conjure two more chairs.

"You're good at transfiguration. It seems you learned a lot at Hogwarts." Nico Flamel praised.

"Compared with Professor McGonagall, I'm still far behind." Orlando took out his communication letter and handed it to the teacher. "This is a new communication method that Hermione and I have recently studied. Currently, it can only be used in a single way. Contact, you can’t send too much information at one time, teacher, please take a look and give me some guidance.”

As an apprentice, he has not been very interested in alchemy, and he has not been very interested in it. This has made Nico Flamel sad for a long time. Today, it was rare that he took the initiative to ask him about alchemy knowledge. Nico Flamel suddenly became interested. He looked down and checked.

The two masters and apprentices exchanged alchemical knowledge. In just a short time, Nico Flamel understood the principle of making communication letterheads. Just as he was very interested, he was ready to take this opportunity to instill some alchemical knowledge into Orlando.

At this time, suddenly a low cry of a phoenix sounded, and then a ball of flame appeared out of thin air and gradually transformed into a human form. It was Dumbledore who came with his fire phoenix.

"Old man, why are you here?" Dumbledore shook hands with Nico Flamel warmly.

"It's okay if I don't come. I'm just a disciple, and I've been tricked by others. If I wasn't afraid that he would lose his life for no reason, and asked me, a white-haired person, to send a black-haired person away, do you think I would be willing to come?" Nico Flamel said slightly dissatisfied.

Dumbledore laughed "haha" to cover up his embarrassment, "Old man, what you said is serious. It is always good for young people to have more experience. After all, you and I are old, and there will always be people to take over, right? "

"You always have a point. I can't argue with you. This time, my disciple begged me for a long time before I agreed. Let's make an agreement first. I can lure out the basilisk. You can help me subdue him. I want to come here. Take this basilisk back to the Gate Guard House."

"Old man, when did you give up the mechanical puppets and use the basilisk to guard the house?" Dumbledore was a little confused.

"You don't have to worry about it. Anyway, I want to kill this basilisk. Just tell me if I can do it?" Nico Flamel said vaguely.

Orlando didn't speak the whole time. Although he has been born in two generations, his combined age is not as much as a fraction of the two old men. Therefore, he is far behind in terms of scheming and resourcefulness. He cannot play or fight, so Just pretend to be deaf and dumb.

Dumbledore said nothing. He looked at Nicolas Flamel and then at Orlando, stroking his beard and thinking for a long time.

"Okay, I agree, but there is one condition: the battlefield cannot be inside the school." Hogwarts is a magic school after all, and there is a basilisk hiding in the dark like a time bomb that doesn't know when it will explode. Rather than doing this, it is better to draw it out and detonate it actively. This can eliminate a potential danger and minimize the risk. Dumbledore weighed it for a while and nodded in agreement.

"Okay, then it's settled, where do you decide to place the battlefield?"

"Forbidden Forest, I will clear a place and use magic to build a cage. How do you ensure that the basilisk comes back?"

"Don't worry about this. Since I dare to boast, I am absolutely sure." Nico Flamel winked at Orlando.

"Professor, let me lure out the basilisk."

Dumbledore looked at Orlando thoughtfully, but out of trust in his old friend, he did not hesitate on this matter. Instead, he finally made the decision and said: "Since you have already planned it, let's do it today." The operation begins at 9pm."

"Okay, old friend, I won't bother you here today." Nico Flamel stood up and shook hands with Dumbledore.

"I will arrange for house elves to bring you food. If you have other needs, you can always call them."

After saying that, the fire phoenix on Dumbledore's shoulder let out a low roar and turned him into a ball of flame again and disappeared.

"It would be great if I had a phoenix." Orlando smacked his lips and sighed.

"You're the typical kid who eats from the bowl and looks into the pot." Nico Flamel rolled his eyes at him with ease.

"Haha, I just feel sorry for you. Teacher, why don't you take a rest first?"

"Don't worry about me. You can go do your work. I'll read here for a while."

"Okay, I'll bring you dinner."

"Go ahead." Nico Flamel waved his hand.

After looking at the course schedule on the wall, it was found that Professor Sprout's herbal medicine class was in the afternoon. Orlando picked up the textbook and stuffed it into his backpack and left the dormitory.

As soon as they reached the foyer, they saw Snape leading the queue out, with Harry and Ron walking at the end, and Orlando followed lightly.

"Orlando, you're back." Harry suddenly saw him and shouted in surprise.

"It's really you. Where have you been these past few days?" Ron turned around and gave him a hammer.

"Hon, we'll talk later." Seeing Snape looking back, Orlando quickly stopped them.

"Hurry up, I'm taking you all to Herbology class," Snape shouted to the sluggish team.

The students quickened their pace and lined up two by two out of the hall.

The atmosphere in the Herbology class was very depressing. Two classmates were missing from the class, Colin Creevey and Neville Longbottom.

Professor Sprout arranged for everyone to prune Abyssinian shriveled figs.Hermione was happy to see him back, and she took the initiative to team up with Orlando. The two of them divided the work, one was responsible for pruning and the other was responsible for composting.

After finishing what she was doing, Hermione asked quietly: "Has that matter been done?"

"Done." Orlando winked at her.

Harry and Ron, who were eavesdropping on the side, looked at each other. Ron poked Orlando's arm and asked in a low voice, "Are you hiding something from us?"

"Hermione didn't tell you?" Orlando put down the scissors and went to pick up the fallen figs.

Harry and Ron also pretended to help.

"She said you had something to take off for a few days, but she didn't say anything else."

"Oh, that's it. I asked her to keep it a secret. You will know it in the evening."

Several Slytherin students were pointing and muttering something not far away. Orlando didn't want to get into trouble, so he decisively ended the topic.

At this time, Hermione came over, holding some dead branches and placing them on top of the compost pile.

"Nothing happened at school these days, right?" Orlando asked.

"Fortunately, everything is normal except for getting more and more depressed." Hermione clapped her hands and cleared away the dead leaves stuck to her body.