I'm a priest at Hogwarts

Chapter 174 The commotion caused by a Firebolt

A group of little lions who were still doing homework gathered around them regardless of their unfinished homework. Orlando only glanced at them and stopped paying attention.

"Oh my God, it's so beautiful. I've only seen it in magazines." A junior boy was so surprised that he couldn't speak. He asked with trembling hands, "Can I touch it?"

"And I."

"And I."

The crowd surged forward and pushed Ron aside. Harry was so anxious that he quickly opened his arms to protect the table, "Don't crowd, don't crowd in one by one."

Harry's face turned green, as if he had made a big mistake and shouldn't have taken out the Firebolt when there were so many people.

Fortunately, Wood rushed over in time and blocked the crowd with his broad body. After he shouted a few words, the turbulent crowd calmed down.

"Come one by one, you can only look but not touch." Wood took Harry's place. He actually wanted to touch it, but it was hard for him to be special with so many people.

"What? Why aren't you allowed to touch?" George looked unhappy.

"I won't let you go if I don't want to, and you'll pay for it if it's damaged?" Wood's eyes widened. He couldn't scold others, but he still dared to do so to his own brother.

George shrank his head, he didn't want to go back and get beaten.

"Wood, don't you think there's a problem?" Hermione hesitated for a long time, and when there were fewer onlookers, she finally stood up and said, "Who would spend so much money to give such an expensive thing to anyone who is not a relative? Besides, haha Leigh has been in danger several times during Quidditch matches, and I suspect it's a trap."

Harry on the side heard this and quickly put the box away and held it in his arms without saying a word. He was not afraid that Hermione would cause damage, but he was just worried that Wood would confiscate his Firebolt if he made a mistake.

The little lions who were originally smiling were now frowning and talking about each other. Soon they were divided into two groups due to different opinions and became a quarrel.

"Okay, stop making noise." Orlando added a loudspeaker spell to himself, and the crowd quickly quieted down and looked at him.

"This matter is actually easy to solve. We only need to write to Nimbus Racing Broom Company to inquire and ask if the broom was mailed as soon as it left the factory. You must know that the Firebolt only accepts customization. If there is any problem in the middle, If it has not passed through other people's hands, then there is no possibility of being tampered with."

"Orlando, you are so smart. They say you are the replica of Dumbledore when he was young. I think this sentence couldn't be more correct." Wood excitedly gave him a hug. Harry also wanted to get one, but unfortunately he was pregnant. Holding a box in it.

Fortunately, Orlando is physically strong, otherwise he would have been seriously injured by Wood.

"I'm going to write to Nimbus Racing Broom Company and hope they can reply quickly. You must know that even the best athletes need time to spend time with their favorite rides." Wood is an action man and does whatever he thinks of, but he Just as he took a step forward, he took his foot back again. Hermione's words still made some sense. He gave another instruction: "Harry, for your own safety, promise me not to use the Firebolt until I receive a reply. Can it be done?”

Harry nodded, anything would be fine as long as he didn't hold back his Firebolt.

"Don't worry Wood, I will be responsible for supervising him, I promise you." Ron said confidently.

There's nothing more frustrating for Hogwarts students on a cold January day than taking Care of Magical Creatures lessons outdoors.Hagrid seemed to be aware of this. He decisively adjusted the order of the lessons and asked the students to take care of the salamanders on this cold winter day, so that the students could gather around the fire to keep warm while taking care of these cute little guys.

Of course, in Orlando's view, these guys are not small or cute at all. These flaming lizards like to jump around in the piles of burning wood blocks. In order to avoid harming innocent people, he had to secretly cast it on himself. A spell of invulnerability to water and fire to prevent his robes from being burned by flying sparks.

Harry shook the robes on his body. Several holes were burned in his clothes. Ron was even worse. The green sweater on his chest was charred and black and leaked out.

"Why can't Hagrid be normal and learn from Professor Wymirna? 6? 1 Professor Graplan?" Ron complained softly on the way back to the castle. This was his only robe, and it was ruined like this.

"Okay, stop complaining." Orlando said before Hermione got angry: "Stand still, I'll fix it for you."

Orlando waved his wand and said the incantation, "Repair it as before."

He clicked on Ron's robe, and soon the holes in his clothes were restored to their original state. Except for a few areas that were a little dark, there was no difference from before. Then he helped Harry repair the robe.

"Thank you, Orlando."

"Thank you."

"You shouldn't be helping them. It's all basic magic, but you still don't know how to use it after learning it for so long. They just rely too much on you. You will hurt them." Hermione was dissatisfied with Harry and Ron. Orlando suffered an unreasonable disaster, and in order to avoid being implicated, he decisively abandoned these two harmful friends.

"I heard you two, don't always count on me in the future, take care of yourself, spend more time on your studies, don't just study Quidditch and wizard chess all day long." Orlando said while winking at the two of them, Harry and Ron understood instantly, nodded in agreement and promised to study hard, and Hermione let them go.

"Orlando, do you know the Protection Charm?" After lunch, on the way to the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, Harry came over and asked.

"I haven't tried it. The function of this spell is too simple, so I didn't pay much attention to it."

"That's right, your thunder magic is more powerful than the Divine Protection Spell, but it's a pity that I can't learn it." Harry said frustratedly.

"Everyone has their own destiny, Harry, and you also have your strengths, so don't take it too seriously."

Professor Lupine's Defense Against the Dark Arts classes are always lively and interesting. In order to let students master more knowledge, he always tries to find some magical creatures for practical teaching. This is a rare experience for Orlando. After all, he was only a student of books. Although he had a photographic memory, it was only on paper.

"Does Professor Lupin agree?" Ron quickly stuffed Scabbers into his coat pocket, because Hermione's cat came out from under the chair and was staring at him. "Can you keep your cat away from me, Hermione?" .”

"Agreed, he thinks I need a Dementor." Harry sat down.

Hermione hugged her cat hard and scratched its chin using the technique Orlando taught her. Soon Crookshanks calmed down and curled up on her knees, making a comfortable sound of "purring".

"Dementor, my God, what is he going to do?" Ron couldn't believe it.

"He said that only using the trance guard against dementors can be considered successful, because the trance guard spell is used to deal with dementors, and I, as you know, fainted before I could use the spell." Ha. Lee said mockingly.

"Professor Lupine is right. Harry must first overcome his inner fear and release the Divine Protection Spell before he can succeed." Orlando patted Harry on the shoulder and said: "You concentrate on practicing the Divine Protection Spell, and you can't worry about the Dementors." Don’t worry, leave it to me.”

"Orlando, you can't take any chances." Hermione was anxious. The last time the Ministry of Magic came to investigate about the dementors, Orlando was almost captured. She didn't want her boyfriend to make another mistake. "You forgot to go to school." Was it because of the Dementors thing that the Ministry of Magic almost didn’t arrest him?”