I'm a priest at Hogwarts

Chapter 21
The small life at home is comfortable. Although he has been acting like a child for more than ten years after his rebirth, Orlando has never relaxed, either studying or practicing, or playing with spells.

Like now, it was the first time to dawdle leisurely every day.I stay at home and don’t go out every day. My mother cooks delicious food in different ways every day. My sister Emily is curious about everything in the wizarding world. There are hundreds of thousands of whys every day. Orlando is not too annoying and answers every question. Although his sister probably didn't understand what he said, it didn't hinder the communication between the two.

The Cardiff Port Freight Center where my father works has closed down early, and he, who is the chief engineer of engineering transportation, also has a holiday.I have nothing to do in my free time, except reading newspapers, watching TV, and drinking secretly.No, Edward, who was crooked by the fireplace and drinking Scotch whiskey, was caught by his mother.

"Adam, how many times have I told you that your liver has problems and the doctor doesn't allow you to drink alcohol, don't you know?" Mary was really angry, this was not the first time.

"Dad, what's the matter with your liver?" Putting down the book in his hand, Orlando took the document package from his mother. A thick stack was full of seeking legal aid. His mother was doing volunteer work recently—helping the poor as legal consultants for free .

Edward put down his glass, "Didn't I just take a sip?"

"Not even a small sip, it will kill you if you go on like this." Mary said firmly.

"Dad, how about drinking juice? The passion fruit juice brought back from Orlando is delicious." Emily, who loved her father, took out her most cherished juice and said.

"Mom, can you show me Dad's medical records? You know, I'm an assistant professor of Potions at Hogwarts, and I'm also a senior consultant hired by St. Mungo's Wounded and Magical Hospital. Maybe I can cure Dad's medical history." illness." In order to increase his credibility, Orlando had to give himself a gold medal.

"It's okay to see a doctor for you, but the problem is that you are sure you will see a doctor?" Mom said with some disbelief.

"Let me try, Mom."

"Let him try. Orlando has been very assertive since he was a child. We should trust him." Dad expressed his support as always.

"Okay then." Mary hesitated, not because she didn't believe her son, but because she was a little worried, maybe because she didn't trust magic, after all, it was beyond her cognition.

After all, Orlando in his previous life had studied Taoism for many years, and "Taoism" and "medicine" were not separated.In Chinese history, the vast majority of well-educated people must be masters of medicine.Although Orlando focuses on cultivating Taoism, he has also been involved in medical skills. In addition, he has been exposed to potion refining in this life. The body, the medicine that cures the disease and strengthens the foundation.

Mom brought the case book, which was full in a thick kraft paper bag. Orlando opened it and looked through it carefully. Emily was afraid that the sound of the TV would disturb her younger brother, so she hurriedly turned it off.The whole family sat around him, panting quietly.

"It's not a big problem, Dad." Closing the case book, Orlando heaved a sigh of relief. It's really not an intractable disease. If it is really a terminal illness, with his current level of Taoism, it is not impossible to cure it with a lot of effort. .

"Really?" Mom asked incredulously.

"My son said it's not a big problem, so it can be done." Dad laughed loudly, he had more confidence in his son than his mother.

"Brother is really amazing." Emily said with envy.

"Father, don't go out these few days. I'll take care of your body first and eliminate the toxins in your body. Then I'll make a pot of liver-nourishing and kidney-protecting pills. You have to be prepared to endure hardships."

"Son, what do I need to do?"

"Mom, you can help me buy some things tomorrow, and I will give you the list later."

"In addition, the grocery room needs to be vacated for me. I need to use it for a few days."

After arranging these, Orlando began to count the medicinal materials. Most of the medicinal materials were in his glazed bracelet. The few missing medicinal materials had to ask his mother to purchase them during the day.

Another day later, everything was ready, and Orlando began to prepare medicinal materials. When he put a bowl of boiled Chinese medicine in front of Edward, Edward's hard days came.

In the next few days, Edward spent a Christmas vacation that he will never forget.

"Son, can you not drink this?"

"No."

"Son, it's really too bitter, can you stop drinking?"

"No."

"Son, I feel like I'm going to die, can you stop drinking?"

"No."

"Son, I promise I won't drink alcohol in the future, so don't let me and Chinese medicine, okay?"

"No."

"Son, for God's sake, just let me go, I really can't drink it?"

"Must drink."

A bowl of traditional Chinese medicine after meals every day has become Edward's irresistible task.

At first, mother Mary expressed doubts about the traditional Chinese medicine her son made, but she didn't say anything under Orlando's insistence.Although she didn't stop it, she always had some doubts in her heart, so two days after Edward took the medicine, she called the family doctor and told Orlando about a routine physical examination.

The results of the examination surprised the doctor. It took only a week before and after, and the results of the two examinations were very different. This happened because there was something wrong with the previous examination, or Edward took special medicine during this period. The contrast between before and after is so great The doctor was puzzled and checked again in detail. During the examination, he repeatedly asked Edward what medicine he had taken. Fortunately, Mary had quick eyesight and quick hands, and interrupted the doctor's question.

With the endorsement of his family doctor, it is impossible for Edward to escape the fate of drinking traditional Chinese medicine.No, whenever he pitifully begged for mercy and didn't want to take the medicine, the whole family stood together and opposed it.

After more than ten days like this, the toxins in Edward's body were almost discharged. These toxins were accumulated in the high temperature, high humidity, and heavy metal environment during the past ten years of dock work.

After checking his father's body again, Orlando announced that he could stop drinking traditional Chinese medicine.

After hearing this, Edward danced excitedly, he never wanted to experience the days of drinking bitter medicine again.

"Father, although the toxins in the body have been exhausted, the deficit is still there. Then I will prepare a pill for you - Yanggan Hushen Pill. If you keep taking it every day, within half a year, you will regain your youthful vitality."

Edward, who was smiling all over his face, thought it was another traditional Chinese medicine when he heard this, and immediately turned from joy to sadness, with an expression of wanting to cry but not tears.

"Dad, don't worry this time. This time, the preparation is a pill. You can just swallow it directly. It's not bitter at all." Orlando also couldn't laugh or cry. Dad is so grown up, and he is so afraid of taking traditional Chinese medicine.

Edward hugged his son and made a double throw, "Son, what do you want for Christmas? Dad will buy it for you."

"I want it too, Dad, you're partial." Emily, who was watching the fun, said loudly.

"Okay, I'll buy them all for you."

Holidays always go by quickly. After curing her father's illness, Mary no longer objects to her son learning magic. Her change is directly reflected in her attitude. With the understanding of her parents, Orlando can be blatant at home Refining medicine and body, which made his winter vacation life extremely fulfilling.

In just one month, his "Tiger Shock" body training secret technique has entered the stage of bone forging from tendon training. If it hadn't been for spending a lot of century-old medicinal materials to prepare the medicine for his father, and he didn't have more medicinal baths in stock, he could have done it. Complete the training of bone forging in one breath.Even so, his cultivation level in the realm of bone forging is still advancing rapidly.At this time, if he faced the giant monster again, he believed that he could knock it down with just one punch.

On the first day of the new term, the students were sitting around the auditorium eating delicious food when Percy came over.

"Orlando, you are the most special one among the freshmen." Percy smiled mysteriously.

"What's the matter? Percy, you're so secretive." Ron hated his brother's seriousness the most.

"Professor McGonagall approved a separate dormitory for Orlando, and this is it." Percy handed Orlando a note with Professor McGonagall's signature and Dumbledore's magic seal on it.

"Oh, my God, this is the treatment only for prefects, Orlando, are you a prefect?" Harry asked exaggeratedly.

The black line on Percy's face, saying this in front of him as a prefect, isn't it a slap in the face.

"Oh, I'm sorry, Percy, I didn't mean to."

Hermione let out a chuckle and sprayed the pumpkin porridge all over the place.

"I didn't. Hold back, don't be mean, Ron." Hermione interrupted, apologizing vaguely.

Ron looked surprised, "Orlando, is this true?"

"I think it's true. I mentioned it to the principal last semester, because I always go back to the dormitory late and will disturb you, so I want to move out."

"It's so sad, we still want to be together at night..."

"What are you doing at night? Ron, I warn you, if you dare to violate the school rules and wander around at night, if I catch you, I will punish you severely regardless of whether you are my brother or not." Ron was given a stern warning by Percy.

"Who wants to be your younger brother." Ron, who knew he was slipping, made a soft sophistry.

After a sumptuous dinner, with the help of Harry, Ron, and Neville, Orlando moved the dormitory to the end of the corridor, opposite to the prefect's dormitory where Percy lived.

After seeing everyone off, Orlando turned around happily, and finally had his own independent space, so that he didn't have to run around when he practiced.

This is also thanks to Professor McGonagall. She is cold on the outside and hot on the inside, but she made an exception for Orlando's legitimate request. As long as excellent students don't make mistakes and don't go out of their way, the teachers will take care of them. This law seems to be the same everywhere.

On the first day of school, Orlando noticed that the three of Harry were a little absent-minded, and ran to the library after class, as if looking for something. Several times Hermione hesitated to speak, as if she wanted to ask him something, but the result was rejected. Harry and Ron interrupted.

Orlando understood after a little thought. It seemed that the plot would inevitably continue to develop in the established direction. He didn't say much, and let them figure it out by themselves.

Most of the magic books before the Middle Ages were written in ancient runes, which brought great inconvenience to Orlando's research, especially the research letters left by the medieval attribute magic masters, which involved many profound ancient Magic words, in order to study them, Orlando had to gnaw one difficult book after another. He upholds the mentality of asking if he doesn’t understand, and humbly asking for advice. Whether it is in class or after class, any professor he can meet There is no one who is not asked by him.

Soon, a student in Gryffindor who could ask questions spread among the professors, and they nicknamed Orlando privately - One Hundred Thousand Whys.For this reason, the professors had a lot of headaches, not because the student asked too many questions, but because the students asked tricky and weird questions, which made them feel ashamed that they couldn't answer them.

Orlando doesn't care so much, the teacher preaches and accepts the karma to solve the doubts, and he is still a student, so it is not normal to ask if he doesn't understand.In order not to embarrass themselves in front of the students, the professors had to delve into the ancient runes and complain to Professor McGonagall.

Professor McGonagall also wants to cry, but there is such a gifted student on the booth, he can learn everything thoroughly, and he has already mastered the knowledge in textbooks. Now the content of research has far exceeded the scope of knowledge taught in class. The professor is also the dean, so you can't discourage students' enthusiasm for learning, right?I had to go to the principal to discuss it.

On this day, during Professor McGonagall's transfiguration course, after completing the transformation of the snuff bottle, Orlando concentrated on looking at the books borrowed from the library. In his black leather notebook, he densely recorded many questions about the ancient runes. Waiting to consult Professor McGonagall after class.

After class, the students swarmed out of the classroom. Before Orlando could speak, Professor McGonagall stopped him, "Are you free on Friday afternoon?"

"Yes, Professor." Orlando was confused.

"Well, remember that at two o'clock in the afternoon, there will be a person in the principal's office. You will be very happy to see him. Of course, I want to remind you that you must be humble. If you can enter his It’s a big deal for you.” At this moment, Professor McGonagall looked at Orlando as if he had won a 500 million jackpot.

"A person? Who is it?"

"I can't say now, Principal Dumbledore asked for secrecy. What I can say is that this is a good opportunity for you, and you should take advantage of it." After speaking, Professor McGonagall patted Orlando on the shoulder, holding the copy After leaving the classroom, Orlando was left in a mess in the wind.

So mysterious, who could it be?Orlando couldn't figure it out, and then put this question behind him. He had prepared a bunch of questions to ask, but now he didn't ask any questions, and he left. It seems that he had to go to the laboratory to find Professor Snape.

Recently, Professor Snape didn't go to his laboratory much to guide experiments, and finally he just threw him a potion refining notebook, saying that if there were any problems with refining medicine, he could look it up in it, and then he ran away.

(End of this chapter)