I'm a priest at Hogwarts

Chapter 112 Making a Plan
Back in the lounge, Hermione was concentrating on her homework, and Orlando sat quietly beside her without disturbing her.

"you're back?"

"What do you want Dumbledore to do?"

Harry and Ron, who were completely absent from their homework, immediately dropped the quills in their hands and asked in a low voice.

Orlando looked around, thought for a while and said, "Go to my dormitory and talk about it?"

"What about Hermione?" Ron asked.

Follow me, I have a solution, Orlando took Hermione's hand, and several people walked out of the doorway.

Orlando casts a Disillusionment Charm on Hermione.

"Wouldn't that be a bad idea?" Harry was a little unsure.

"There's nothing wrong with it. Orlando lives alone, and it's not our dormitory." Ron felt that it would be okay to visit the boys' dormitory building.

"Let's go, while there are few people now."

After closing the door, Orlando lifted the Disillusionment Charm for Hermione. It wasn't the first time she came here and she was not nervous at all, so she took the initiative to invite Harry and the others to sit down.

"I asked Capri to bring some food, and we ate and talked."

"What happened?" Hermione took a sip of a glass of milk, since she only drank milk at night after hearing Orlando's words.

"Dumbledore was impeached by the school board. If he can't find the murderer as soon as possible and kill the basilisk, he will most likely be expelled from the school." Orlando didn't keep his secrets, and directly shook out the conversation tonight.

"So Dumbledore asked you and Harry to be bait to trap and kill basilisks? Such an unreliable idea, what did he think?" Hermione frowned tightly, she couldn't imagine Dumbledore letting two juniors students to do such dangerous things.

"I think Dumbledore has no choice but to know that there have been two attacks in a year, and neither of them has caught the murderer. Dumbledore is under double pressure from the school board and the Ministry of Magic. Maybe this year is Hogwarts' school. In the last year, if we really come to this point, Dumbledore will become the eternal sinner of the school."

"Is the situation so serious?" The Ron family are all die-hard fans of Dumbledore, and he doesn't want to see Dumbledore fall.

"Stop talking, Orlando, I agree, tell me, what are you going to do?" Harry said extremely firmly.

"I have a general idea. Listen to me first. I have two pairs of anti-direct vision periscope glasses. They are products of alchemy that can prevent direct contact with the eyes of the snake. Take a pair, Harry. This can only protect you. Don't be killed instantly when being directly looked at by the basilisk." Orlando handed him a pair of glasses, which were originally prepared for Hermione, and Hermione had a substitute puppet that she couldn't use for the time being, so Orlando gave it to him Harry, Harry wasn't too polite, he hurriedly put on the anti-direct view periscope glasses, and looked left and right.

Ron looked at Harry enviously, he actually wanted one too.

"Harry, you can understand Parseltongue, I need you to help me find it. From the fact that I was framed this time, it can be seen that the mastermind behind the scenes has hatred against me, or hatred of Muggle-born wizards .So in the following days we will be in the light and in the dark, and I will be responsible for luring the enemies hiding in the dark, and you will follow me invisibly and give me an early warning."

"What about us?" Hermione asked anxiously.

"You and Ron have to cover for us, don't alarm the others, firstly, to paralyze the enemies hiding in the dark, secondly, don't cause panic among the students, and make room for me to deal with the basilisk."

"Having said so much, what's the matter with us?" Hermione was upset.

"That's right, if you and Harry can risk themselves, so can we." Ron was not to be outdone.

"This is not a problem that can be solved by a large number of people. Hermione and Ron, you have to understand that a large number of people will make you panic. Judging from the previous two attacks, this hidden enemy is very cunning. He will never attack when there are many people." action, so it's best for me and Harry to be in the dark."

Orlando's words convinced everyone, and Hermione was still a little worried, because her heart was actually very tangled.On the one hand, she doesn't want her boyfriend to take risks; on the other hand, she doesn't want Dumbledore to step down and Hogwarts to close down.

The next day, Professor Flitwick escorted them to the classroom. Today's Potions class was with Slytherin students.

As a result, the two teams joined together in the corridor, and Draco Malfoy seemed to enjoy the atmosphere of panic and suspicion. As soon as he saw Orlando, he exclaimed: "Look, everyone, our murderous king, the violent wizard Still in school, I thought he was in Azkaban by now."

Hermione roared and was about to rush over, but was held back by Orlando. There were more than a dozen people standing beside Malfoy, and he didn't want Hermione to suffer.

"Malfoy, you really remember eating but not beating. How long has it passed? The scars are healed and the pain is gone. Do you need me to deepen your memory?"

Orlando glared, his voice naturally filled with soul shock, and the dozen or so Slytherin students who were standing with Malfoy all took a step back, their pale faces not daring to meet his gaze.

"What are you doing?" An indifferent voice sounded from behind. It was Professor Snape. He didn't need to ask and look at the situation, he could understand what happened.

"Okay, Orlando don't bully them, hurry up and finish what Dumbledore told you." Snape patted him on the shoulder, turned and left after speaking.

Seemingly having found a backing, the pale Malfoy regained his pride, he let out a "hum", and walked past them with a high spirit.

"I really want to beat him up." Looking at Malfoy's back, Harry couldn't help but say.

"One meal is enough, his father won't recognize him if he wants to beat him, you don't know, George told me this morning that old Malfoy colluded with the school board to suspend Dumbledore." Ron snorted angrily Said.

"No wonder Dumbledore came to me in such a hurry last night, that's why." Orlando murmured thoughtfully.

"What's that?" Hermione asked, who couldn't hear clearly.

"It's nothing, class time is coming, let's hurry up."

In class, Malfoy seemed excited, and many of the Slytherins cheered at his words, but the Gryffindors were silent and heavy-hearted.

"I knew father would get rid of Dumbledore," Malfoy said, not taking care to keep his voice down.

"Let me tell you, he thinks Dumbledore is the worst headmaster the school has ever had. We'll probably have a decent headmaster now, the headmaster who can drive these criminals out of the school and put them in Azkaban, and McGonagall It won't be long, she's just filling in temporarily..."

"Okay, don't be angry, just treat him as a dog barking, why bother." Orlando shook Hermione's hand and shook his head at her.

"I just can't bear the way they insult you. They target you like this even though they know you are not an attacker. This is a disease that needs to be cured."

Harry and Ron burst out laughing, and Hermione was led badly by Orlando, and the mantra was the same.

"Stop making trouble, Snape is here, be careful if he catches you and you will die." Orlando kindly reminded.

(End of this chapter)