I'm a priest at Hogwarts

Chapter 155 Late Night Patrol

Realizing the seriousness of the problem, Professor Dumbledore told all the Gryffindor students to go back to the auditorium, and 10 minutes later, students from Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, Slytherin and other houses also came Yes, these students are all confused.

"The teachers and I will conduct a thorough search of the castle, and Orlando will join you if you don't mind." Professor Dumbledore nodded to Orlando.

"No problem, professor, it's my honor." It's always a pleasure to be recognized for your strength, and Orlando agreed without hesitation.

At this moment, Professor McGonagall and Professor Flitwick closed all the doors of the auditorium.

"For your own safety, I think you may have to spend the night here. I ask the prefects to stand guard at the entrance of the auditorium, and the presidents of the male and female student unions stay in the auditorium to take charge of the management, and report to me immediately if anything happens."

Professor Dumbledore paused, and was about to leave the auditorium, as if he missed something, he said: "Oh, yes, you still need..." He waved his wand casually, and the long tables flew to the edge of the auditorium, Stand against the wall; with another wave, the ground is covered with hundreds of purple sleeping bags.

"Sleep well, did you bring the letter of communication with you?"

"In the bag."

"Okay, let's chat online if there is anything."

After Hermione was settled, Orlando hurried out of the auditorium. At this time, the auditorium was so noisy that the roof was almost knocked over. The students of Gryffindor College were busy telling other students what happened just now.

"Orlando, you and Severus have a set of specific matters to be arranged by him." Dumbledore quickly assigned the task, and he was already very experienced in handling such emergencies.

Orlando followed Snape around the castle. The two chatted at first, but then went about their business without much to say. Orlando took out the communication bookmark and talked with Hermione on the phone.

"The Transfiguration Charm is well used." Snape glanced at it and couldn't help admiring.

"At this stage, we can only achieve one-to-one single contact. I originally envisioned one-to-many and many-to-many contacts, but it will not be possible for a while." Orlando clapped the communication bookmark in his hand.

"You can ask Professor McGonagall for advice. She is a master of transfiguration. Of course, Dumbledore is the one with the highest achievement, but he may not be willing to help you."

Snape seemed to have some resentment towards Dumbledore, which is not surprising. He had been peeking at the position of the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, but Dumbledore would not let go, and pushed his arch-nemesis Lupine to this position. There will be resentment.

"It's not in a hurry, and I'm not planning to promote this thing. When I run out of money someday, maybe I'll think about it." Orlando had a good personal relationship with Snape, so there was no need to hide some words.

Until three o'clock in the morning, all patrol teams had completed their patrol missions, and no abnormalities were found.

"You seem to have known this would happen?" Snape asked, surprised by Orlando's calmness.

"Obvious thing, to be able to escape from Azkaban, Black is obviously not an ordinary person. This kind of person will not be so stupid as to stay where we are to capture him. At this moment, I think he must have escaped as far as possible."

"Let's go, let's go back and report back." Orlando's words completely extinguished Snape's fluke mentality. Among these patrolling people, he was the most concerned about arresting Black. Love and hatred have been deeply rooted in the bone marrow more than ten years ago.

After delivering the patrol task, Orlando returned to the auditorium alone. As for Snape's suggestion to Dumbledore to expand the scope of the patrol, it was not in his consideration.

"Orlando, are you back?" Harry and Ron, who had been sleepless, spotted him immediately, and they even left him an empty seat.

"How about it, did you catch it?" Ron asked impatiently, and there were many sounds of crawling on the bed around him.

"Escaped, we searched the whole castle but couldn't find him." Orlando took off his coat and shoes.

"Sleep, don't talk." Percy interrupted their conversation from time to time.

Orlando got into the sleeping bag. They divided the boys and girls into two pieces. The boys were at one end and the girls at the other end. In the dark environment, Riolando couldn't figure out where Hermione was.

The dark auditorium soon became silent, all the candles were extinguished, and the only light came from the silver ghosts, who wandered around and acted as tireless guardians.The enchanted ceiling reflected the sky outside, strewn with stars.

Every hour, a teacher patrols the auditorium to see if everything is safe. After all, all the students of the school and the young wizards of the entire British Isles are gathered here. If some daring guy throws a The Explosive Curse might cause an earthquake of magnitude [-] in the magic world, and the consequences were beyond the reach of anyone, including Dumbledore.

Orlando thought wildly for a while before falling into a deep sleep. In a daze, he heard Harry calling his name, but Orlando, who made up his mind not to interfere with the plot, did not open his eyes and pretended to be asleep.

Early the next morning, Orlando was surrounded by a group of young wizards asking about the situation last night. The chirping sound was like three hundred ducks surrounding him.As a last resort, Orlando had no choice but to simply tell what he knew and add his own conjectures, only then did he get rid of everyone.

For the next few days, all the school was talking about Blake, and the rumors about how he got into the castle became more and more mysterious.Orlando heard a Hufflepuff girl tell vividly how Blake escaped the dementors by turning into a flowering bush, and how he crossed the English Channel as a bird.

It was noon when the headmaster announced that the risk had been lifted, and the Gryffindor students discovered that the vandalized portrait of the Fat Lady had been taken down from the wall, replaced by Sir Cadogan and his fat gray dwarf. Portrait of a stallion.

This is a rude guy, no student likes it, and the person who made this portrait didn't know if there was something wrong with his brain. Orlando heard Ron complain about it more than once.

Fortunately, Sir Cadogan is a bully and fears nothing. Every time he faced Orlando, he dared not say a word of cruelty. He honestly carried out the task of opening the door with the password. This also made all the Gryffindor students very angry. Surprised.

After Ron babbled and showed off, they found out that Orlando had punished Sir Cadogan on the second day of school, which was why Sir Cadogan didn't dare to talk nonsense after seeing him.

"Harry, what's wrong with you? You look so bad." Ron asked in a low voice.

In the common room, Orlando and Hermione were reading their homework. Twelve courses were not too much pressure for him, but where the homework was, it was impossible not to spend some time and energy, so he didn't notice Harry. exception.

"Orlando, can you accompany me to the Quidditch pitch for training in the evening?" Harry didn't answer Ron's question but looked at Orlando expectantly.

"Well, what's going on?" Orlando didn't refuse outright, he wanted to hear Harry's explanation.

"Professor McGonagall thought that during Quidditch training, I was exposed outside the castle alone, and only my teammates were vulnerable to Black's attack. She told me that the reason why Black sneaked into Hogwarts was most likely directed at me. , if my safety cannot be guaranteed, she will stop my training. She thinks that if she can convince you to join me, she will allow me to move outside the castle." Harry finished in one breath.

"It's okay, Harry, don't look at me like that." Orlando readily agreed, "We are friends, and I'm glad to help you."

"And me, Harry," said Hermione.

"And me." Ron was not to be outdone.

"Thank you! Thank you!" Harry's eyes turned red all of a sudden, and his heart immediately warmed up when he saw a few good friends. It feels so good to have friends.

"Okay, don't be so sensational, we have to speed up the progress of homework and squeeze out time, so that neither study nor training will be delayed." Hermione said with a smile.

(End of this chapter)