I'm a priest at Hogwarts

Chapter 50 The first lesson of school

"Capri, you stay here, I'm going to see the teacher."

After washing, Orlando took out the portable moving box, opened the lid of the box and got in.

"Little master, are you here?" Yuri, who was cleaning up the goblins in the garden, put down the pole in his hand and walked over.

"is the teacher here?"

"Master is reading a book, please follow me."

In the study, four oil lamps were hung high, illuminating the room brightly.

"Are you here?" Nicole Flamel, who heard the footsteps, put down the book in his hand and looked up.

"Here I am, teacher. This is a cake made by Emily herself, and she asked me to hand it over to you."

Orlando opened the gift box in his hand. The cake inside had been deformed. It looked like a rugby ball with buttercream. A few English letters could be vaguely seen in the center of the ball. It might be because the technique was too clumsy to tell the letters clearly. what is it.

Nicole Flamel didn't care so much, he took the box happily, and didn't dislike the ugliness of the cake. He pinched a piece with his hand and stuffed it into his mouth. He ate and asked, "Is the little guy okay at home?"

"It's good, but I'm just clamoring to learn magic."

"Hey, there's no way around it. Not to mention that the child has a low affinity for magic elements, and his spiritual power is not obvious, it's difficult to learn magic."

"That's what I told her too, but I can't stop her messing around, so I have to promise her that I will find a way for her after a few years when my soul magic goes further."

"What can you do?" Nicole Flamel asked curiously.

"Spirit potion."

"Spirit potion? The materials are hard to find, and the success rate is extremely low. Are you sure you want to refine this thing?"

"Then what should we do? Only spiritual potions can greatly improve a person's spiritual power, which can barely change the fact that Emily cannot learn magic."

"That's true, you concentrate on learning potion refining, and I'll take care of the materials." Putting down the cake in his hand, Nicole Flamel signaled Yuri to put it away, and he planned to continue enjoying it tomorrow.

"we can only do this."

After talking with the teacher for a while, Orlando said goodbye and returned to his bedroom. On his bedside, a strange instrument was placed on the bedside table. This was exactly the magical conversion device.

Orlando originally wanted to name it the Magic Power Accelerator, but Nicole Flamel thought the name was too earthy, so he decided to name it the Sage Accelerator.Xi's arm couldn't twist his thigh, so Orlando had to pinch his nose to recognize it.

After taking off his shoes and sitting cross-legged, Orlando activated the Sage Accelerator. With the Philosopher's Stone as the source of magic power, the Sage Accelerator can continuously deliver magic power to Orlando for cultivation.

After entering the foundation building period, the magic power in Orlando's body changed from a gaseous state to a liquid state. Although the amount is small, the energy density is even better.If you practice step by step according to the exercises, it will take at least 50 years to reach the late stage of foundation establishment with the current progress.

Of course, now that there is a sage accelerator, a lot of time is saved, and the progress of cultivation is more than ten times faster.

I saw Orlando put the output tube of the sage accelerator in his palm, and the magic power entered from the Laogong point in the palm, and entered the sandalwood through Kongzui and Tianfu. With the operation of the kung fu, the magic power entering the body was gradually refined, and part of it was gaseous. Transformed into a liquid state to strengthen the magic power; the other part travels through the whole body with the operation of the exercises, expanding the tendons in the body and strengthening the physical body.

Cultivation is a persistent thing, boring and tedious, but Orlando is immersed in it, and every bit of progress can make him ecstatic.

Orlando, who had practiced all night, woke up, opened the shell of the Sage Accelerator, and conducted a routine inspection.Orlando found that the constant use had fatigued the Sorcerer's Stone, and the originally dark and glossy surface had become dull.

"It seems that the time to use the Sage Accelerator must be well controlled in the future. It should not exceed eight hours at a time, otherwise continuous high-intensity use will greatly reduce the service life of the Sorcerer's Stone." Orlando muttered to himself.

Back at school, Capri had already prepared the timetable. Orlando picked it up and glanced at it. Seeing Lohar's name, he curled his lips.

Today's breakfast consisted of bowls of porridge, plates of pickled herring, hills of bread and plates of eggs and bacon.Sitting in the first row of the dining table, Orlando can easily get a bunch of his favorite food without bending down, because there is basically no one to compete with him here.

When he was eating with gusto, a deafening voice came over. Orlando turned his head and looked at the dining table. Black smoke was rising from the four corners of a wet red envelope, and he was opening his mouth wide, roaring loudly and loudly. Filling the auditorium, shaking the dust off the ceiling:

".I won't be surprised if they fire you after stealing the car. Let's see how I deal with you. You probably never thought about how your father and I felt when we found out that the car was gone. .”

It was Mrs. Weasley's shout, a hundred times louder than usual, rattling plates and spoons on the table, echoing deafeningly from the four stone walls.

Everyone in the auditorium turned around to see who had received the roaring letter. At this time, Ron shrank in his chair, only seeing a red forehead, and he was so ashamed that he couldn't bear it.

Harry on the side was already dizzy from the loud sound, and tried his best to pretend that he didn't hear the sound of hitting the eardrum.The classmates who were sitting around them dispersed at this moment, staying far away for fear of being affected.

It was the first time for Orlando to see the power of roaring letters. According to Capri, he received many such letters last semester, but they were all dealt with by it. Silently solved a lot of troubles.

The roaring letters finally stopped, and the students all returned to their original positions and continued to eat breakfast. At this time, Harry and Ron sat limply on their chairs as if they had just been washed by the tide.

Orlando saw Hermione lowering her head and talking to Ron, and gradually the two began to quarrel.

Orlando shrugged. He wasn't their nanny, so he couldn't control that much. It was important to continue cooking. He took two slices of bread, wrapped them with bacon and eggs, and started eating.

The first class of the day is herbal medicine, with the Hufflepuff students, this kind of class is not necessary for Orlando, but it is always bad to skip class on the first day of school, so go ahead.

When they left the castle, Harry, Ron and Hermione caught up.

"Orlando, you're so mean, seeing us flying in the sky, you can't think of a way to get rid of us." Harry said jokingly.

"How to save, a flash of lightning will strike you down?"

"Or don't, I don't want to be an electric grilled fish." Ron shivered at the thought of flying in the air and being smashed into charcoal by lightning.

"I think it's better to let Orlando chop you off, so that you don't have to be punished by the school." Hermione hated their behavior of violating the school rules on the first day of school, and she would make a few words whenever she had the opportunity.

"It's agreed not to mention this, Hermione." Ron said dissatisfied.

"Okay, you two stop arguing." Harry said a little irritably.

"Okay, it's just a joke, you have also been taught a lesson, let's turn this matter over."

They approached the conservatory and saw other students standing outside, waiting for Professor Sprout.As soon as the Orlando people joined in, they saw Professor Sprout striding across the lawn, accompanied by Gilderoy Lockhart.

There are many bandages on Professor Sprout's arms, and Orlando can see from a distance that several branches of the Whomping Willow are hung with bandages.

"That tree?" Orlando pointed to the distance.

"It is." Harry nodded a little guilty.

Orlando noticed that Professor Sprout was a squat witch with a patched hat on her flowing hair and a lot of mud on her clothes. She seemed to be a frugal person.

In contrast, Gilderoy Lockhart was spotless from head to toe, with a flowing turquoise robe, and a turquoise top hat with a gold rim on top of his shiny blond hair.Well-dressed and noble, the type that little girls like.

Many of the girls in the team were already staring at him. If it wasn't for the class, many of them might have rushed over to show their courtesy.

"Oh, how are you!" Lockhart greeted the students with a smile on his face.

"Just now, Professor Sprout showed us how to heal Whooping Willow. But I don't want you to think that I am better at herbalism than she is. I just happened to see a few trees in my travels. This magical plant is just..." Lockhart said boastfully.

Hearing this, Orlando curled his lips. At this time, he was just at the back of the line, closest to Lockhart. Before he could react, Lockhart rushed over as if he had discovered a new continent. He was about to grab Orlando's hand, which startled him. Reflexively, Orlando stretched out his hand and pushed. Although he controlled his strength, he still pushed Lockhart flying, falling five meters away. It startled Professor Sprout on the side.

"Orlando, what are you doing?" Professor Sprout was very dissatisfied with Orlando's behavior. Although she hated Lockhart very much, she couldn't tolerate beating someone, even a professor.

"I'm sorry, Professor, I didn't mean it. I just read in Lockhart's book that he once fought a mountain monster with his bare hands, so I thought."

"It's okay, it's okay, Professor Sprout. It's beyond my expectation! I didn't expect Orlando to be so powerful. I was caught by accident without any precautions, otherwise I would use my ability to fight the monster I will never be overthrown by him. The most unbelievable thing for me is that my classmate Orlando is also a fan of my books. I’m going to give Orlando a whole set of books with my name on it, and a set of photobooks as well.” As soon as Lockhart finished speaking, there was warm applause from the students, especially the girls who took the photos the loudest. .

Orlando was disgusted by these words, and he wanted to punch him again, just to knock this disgusting guy into the air, but considering the consequences of doing so, he finally gave up.

"Okay, okay, it's time for class, please go to the third greenhouse, now, immediately, immediately." Professor Sprout seemed to be disgusted, she was obviously sullen, and her usual cheerful demeanor was different , Forcibly pulled away the students.

The students hadn't recovered from the excitement just now, they were whispering about Lockhart, not a few were fascinated by him.

"Orlando, can I ask you something?" Hermione blushed and asked in a low voice.

Orlando, who had never seen her like this before, asked curiously, "What's the matter?"

"Can you give me a book signed by Lockhart, I just need one." Hermione looked at him expectantly.

Harry and Ron, who were eavesdropping, glanced at each other with incredible expressions in their eyes - Hermione actually likes Lockhart, that gorgeously dressed little boy?

"Where is one book enough? All of them are given to you." This kind of useless books would only be used as firewood in Orlando, so he gave them all to Hermione without hesitation.

"Really?" Hermione looked at him with bright eyes, "Orlando, you are so kind!"

Not to mention, Hermione's two dimples are pretty when she smiles.

"Okay, let's concentrate on class and don't get caught by Professor Sprout. I don't think she is in a good mood today."

Sprout is ungroomed and slovenly, but her lessons are exceptionally attentive.She was standing behind a stool in the middle of the greenhouse, and there were twenty pairs of earmuffs of different colors on the stool.The students all looked at her curiously, looking forward to learning new knowledge in this class.

"We're repotting the Mandrake today. Now, who can tell me what the Mandrake has to offer?"

Orlando doesn't bother to answer this kind of question. No matter how well he does now, he won't add points to Gryffindor. This has become the consensus of all teachers and students in the school, because starting from this semester, his The status of assistant professor has been officially recognized.

Not surprisingly, Hermione was the first to raise her hand. "The mandrake, also called the mandrake root, is a powerful restorative used to restore a deformed or enchanted person to their original state."

"Very good, ten points to Gryffindor," said Professor Sprout. "The mandrake is an important part of most cures, but it's also dangerous. Can anyone tell me why?"

Hermione, who tasted the sweetness, raised her hand again, and Professor Sprout looked at her again.

"Hearing the cry of a mandrake can kill a man."

"Exactly, plus ten points." Professor Sprout said, "You see, our mandrakes are still very young here." Professor Sprout said, pointing to a row of deep-bottomed plates.

Everyone leaned forward to get a better look, and there were about a hundred greenish-purple seedlings lined up.Orlando could feel the weak fluctuations of magic power emanating from these young mandrakes.

"A pair of earmuffs each," said Professor Sprout.

Everyone robbed for a while, no one wanted to get a pair of pink fluffy earmuffs, and finally this pink fluffy earmuffs fell into Orlando's hands.

(End of this chapter)