I'm a priest at Hogwarts

Chapter 157 Quidditch

"Then what should we do?" Hermione asked worriedly.

"Cold salad, eat what you need, drink what you need, don't worry about it." Orlando put down the newspaper and brought a sandwich for Hermione, "I'm going to watch Harry's Quidditch match today, I don't know what to order. How long does it take, eat more to avoid hunger."

"But in this way, your reputation will be rotten." Hermione didn't understand why Orlando was so calm.

"Fame? It's based on strength, so what if the reputation is bad?" Orlando has a deep understanding of the power that grows out of the barrel of a gun, and he has never cared about these false names.

"I can't say no to you." Hermione angrily picked up the sandwich and took a bite. If someone slandered her like that, maybe she wouldn't be so angry, but it was Orlando who slandered her. For some reason, she just couldn't control herself.

"Okay, don't be angry. It's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years. There's no need to be angry. Let's write down this account first, and we will pay it back one day. Trust me." Orlando shook Hermione's hand, Let her feel the power of her palm.

"Well, well, I'll listen to you." Hermione finally stopped worrying about this problem.

Harry and Ron were not here today, and they should have gone to the Quidditch pitch early to warm up. Orlando packed a few sandwiches and brought them fried eggs.

Today's wind is particularly strong, and the raindrops falling from the sky are all falling sideways. Orlando stood in front of Hermione, and cast a stabilizing spell on his umbrella to prevent it from being blown off by the wind. The other students would not be so lucky. , Their umbrellas were blown away by the strong wind as soon as they left the castle, and they had to brave the heavy rain to move forward.

The stand has been reinforced with a canopy, even with such a strong wind, the rain still floats in from time to time.

"Wait here for a while, I'll bring them breakfast." Orlando stuffed the umbrella into Hermione's hand, and walked towards the dressing room by himself.

"It's too bad, the weather." Harry muttered while eating the breakfast Orlando brought.

"Give me your glasses."

"What?" Harry almost choked with an egg in his mouth.

Orlando didn't bother to talk nonsense with him, so he took off his glasses directly from the bridge of his nose, tapped lightly with his magic wand, "water and fire will not invade".

Then put it on for him again, "This way the rain won't affect your sight, and this is an amulet, so you keep it close to your body."

Orlando took out a talisman. This enhanced version of the amulet can guarantee that he will not die if he falls from a height of 200 meters. It is the product of his refined Taoism.

"Thank you, Orlando." Harry swallowed hard the food in his mouth, choked up.

"Okay, come on." After finishing speaking, he left the locker room with Ron.

"Can't the weather in England be a little more normal?" Ron complained, stomping his feet, and he was soaked through at this time.

"Hermione, can you dry spells?"

"No, I haven't learned it."

"Me too, this seems to be a spell that is only used in home kitchens, forget it, let's try this." After speaking, Orlando shook his wrist and pointed at Ron with his wand, "Clean it up."

The rain stains on Ron's body were immediately cleaned up. Although it was still wet when he wore it, it was much stronger than before.

"Thank you, Orlando." Ron patted his clothes, feeling something was wrong.

"Well, sorry Ron, I made a small mistake."

Hermione couldn't hold back a "pop" laugh. It turned out that Orlando, who used this spell for the first time, used too much force and cleaned Ron's hair and eyebrows.

Only then did Ron realize something was wrong. He touched the top of his head, and it was bald.

"I haven't used the Hair Growth Curse before, how about I try it for you." Orlando asked, holding back a smile.

"No, forget that I'm afraid of you, I'd better go find Madam Pomfrey after the game." Ron shook his hand hastily to say no.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and with the lightning and thunder, the teams of the two colleges began to take off to compete in this weather, which made the little wizards watching the game break into a cold sweat.

Orlando, who has seen the Heavenly Tribulation, is the calmest. In addition, he is a player who plays thunder. This kind of weather is not only uncomfortable, but also very comfortable. After all, the elements of heaven and earth mines have become active, and the power of thunder he uses is naturally more powerful. big.

A group of Hufflepuff students happily waved banners and colored flags in the stands. Just now, Cedric Diggory completed a difficult twisting and accelerating movement. Although he failed to catch the golden snitch, But it also drew cheers from the crowd.

"Damn it, almost made Hufflepuff come back." Ron clenched his fists nervously.

At this time, Gryffindor leads Hufflepuff by 50 points. If Cedric Diggory catches the golden snitch to end the game, then Hufflepuff will win by 100 points.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the clouds were so thick that it seemed to cover the sky with a layer of black cloth. Except for the radiating lightning that pierced the clouds and flashed a little bit of light, it was almost invisible. Under such circumstances, the game could not continue, Huo Qi Madame had to blow the whistle to stop the game.

"Come on, let's go back to the castle, Hermione, you need to add a coat, don't catch a cold, and Ron has to go back and change out the wet clothes." Pulling the two of them back to the castle, they warmed up to the whole body It was all warm, so we returned to the stands.

The weather at this time was much better than before. Although it was still raining, it was not as strong as before, and the wind was much less. The sky was still dark, but the visibility was not so low.

The game continued, and the Quidditch players from the two colleges took off to continue the game. There was a lot of cheering and cheering in the stands. Keep a distance to avoid being affected by the pond fish.

"Not good." Orlando stood up suddenly and looked up.

"What's the matter? Orlando."

"Dementors, and there are more than one, Harry is in danger." The powerful soul perception made Orlando immediately realize that something was wrong.

"You can't take any more shots, I'll go find Dumbledore." Thinking of the content in today's newspaper, Hermione stopped him.

"What are you talking about, what happened?" At this time, the dementors were gathering at an altitude of [-] meters, and Ron couldn't even notice it.

"It's too late to explain to you, I'm leaving first." Hermione squeezed out of the crowd and ran to the classroom seats.

Ron turned to Orlando.

"Where, no less than a hundred dementors are gathering, and Harry may be in danger." Orlando pointed to the sky above the field. Ron didn't see anything, but out of his trust in Orlando, he still believed it.

"How can this be good? You and I both know how much Harry is afraid of dementors." Ron looked anxiously.

"With my amulet, there will be no danger to life, just be afraid."

As soon as the words fell, Harry fell from a height of 50 feet like a kite with a broken string.

The scene was chaotic, screaming again and again, the students didn't know what happened, they just felt cold all over, their limbs were weak, and their minds were blank as if they had been hollowed out by something.

"Harry." Orlando heard a scream, it was Hermione's voice, and then there was a "bang" sound. Harry hit the ground and splashed water half a meter high, and his Nimbus 2000 hit due to unmanned operation Spinning out of the court and disappearing.

(End of this chapter)