I'm a priest at Hogwarts

Chapter 167 The Vengeful Harry

"So, the reason why Black attacked Hogwarts at night was to deal with you?" Hermione quickly realized.

"It should be. He is Voldemort's loyal lackey, and I am the one who caused Voldemort to lose his body. It is only natural for him to seek revenge on me." Harry seemed to be talking about other people's affairs, his voice without a trace of emotion.

"Harry, I think it's better for us to go back to the castle." Hermione looked at Orlando. Although he was not afraid of him, the other party was a vicious Death Eater after all, and no one could guess what crazy things Black would do. Things, this had to worry her.

"I think Hermione is right," Ron hurriedly persuaded, ignoring Ms. Rosmerta, "Since Black has appeared in Hogsmeade, maybe he is hiding in the dark to observe at this moment, waiting for the opportunity to strike." , Harry, you can't take any chances."

Seeing that Harry was unmoved, Hermione winked at Orlando, asking him to persuade him.

"Harry, are you thinking about how to take revenge?" Orlando drank the beer in his hand in one go. To be honest, the taste is not as good as the beer brewed in the Muggle world.

"What?" Harry didn't recover for a moment, "I want to catch him with my own hands, and I want to ask him why he did that?"

"It's a good idea, but do you have the strength?" Sometimes it's not nice to throw cold water, and Harry is like this. He looked at Orlando stubbornly, "I'm not saying this to stop you, but to tell you a fact , There is an old Chinese saying that it is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years, this sentence is easy to understand, so I don't need to explain it!"

"But I can't wait. As long as I think of my father and mother dying at Voldemort's hands for me, I will feel heart-piercing pain. You can't understand this kind of pain." Harry gritted his teeth, the anger had already made him unbearable .

"I can understand your feelings, Harry. But have you ever thought that if you died at the hands of Sirius Black because of your adventure, wouldn't your father and mother sacrifice in vain? To keep you alive, Giving your life, you are the continuation of their life, have you considered this while taking the risk?"

"I..." Harry slumped on the chair in frustration, "what should I do? Hide? Hide forever?"

"Didn't I just say that ten years is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge? How old are you? How old is Black? As long as you improve a little every day, I believe that you can become a powerful wizard in less than ten years. If you have the strength, you will be afraid." Can't take revenge?"

"Orlando is right, Harry, the most important thing for you now is to improve your strength and hide." Ron beat the side drum.

"But I know the enemy is nearby, but I have to pretend not to see it. I feel bad." Harry put the wine bottle heavily on the table.

"Then make yourself stronger as soon as possible, how is your protection spell practice?"

"I haven't learned yet. I can't find the happy feeling that Professor Lupine said." Harry lowered his head in frustration.

"God's Guard is the most effective means to deal with dementors. If you can't even master this, how can you win against the dementors who are besieging and fleeing Black?"

"That's right, Harry, Black's ability to escape from Azkaban is very strong in itself. It's best not to act recklessly before you are fully prepared." Seeing that Harry was hit badly, Hermione felt a little worried. Can't bear it.

"Okay, don't worry about it, you have to eat one bite at a time, and you have to walk step by step on the road." Orlando patted him on the shoulder and said, "If you want, I will give you special training from next semester. If you insist As long as you live, your strength will definitely increase rapidly."

"Really?" Harry looked up.

"When did I lie to you, but you have to be prepared to endure hardships. Once you start, you can't give up halfway, otherwise don't expect me to help you again in the future, understand?"

"Yeah." Harry nodded heavily.He has never been so eager to have great strength like now, and he has never hated his own low strength as much as now. This feeling of being powerless in the face of the enemy deeply gnawed at his heart.

"Let's go, it's time to go back to school."

"Should I go back through the tunnel?" Harry suddenly remembered that he had sneaked out and shouldn't have appeared at the school gate.

"You'd better wear the invisibility cloak and follow me." Although he knew that Black could not hurt Harry, Orlando still said: "You are easy to be targeted if you act alone, it is best not to give the enemy any opportunity. "

"Orlando is right, Harry, don't act alone." Ron looked around and found that no one noticed them, so he helped Harry put on the invisibility cloak.

Back at the castle, Orlando and the others went straight to the auditorium, while Harry made a big circle, pretending to have just returned from the library.

"So you bought a manor for 6000 Galleons?" In the Gryffindor common room, Ron's eyes widened.

"Keep your voice down, I don't want everyone to know about it," said Hermione reproachfully.

"That's true." Harry was also shocked that his small coffers at Gringotts couldn't come up with so much money.

"It's true, we will take you to visit after we pack up."

Orlando put down the quill in his hand. This is already the No. 13 reply letter he wrote today. It is notorious that this is not good. There are many people looking for you, and many of them should not be offended.At the juncture of Christmas, he had to do it himself, writing greeting cards and letters one by one to pay his respects.

"Don't be busy, there are still these letters that need to be answered. I've prepared the greeting cards for you." Orlando, who thought it was over, was about to breathe a sigh of relief when Hermione brought another stack of letters and greeting cards.

"No way, this is endless." Orlando's head grew big.

"Let me see," Hermione took out a list and checked them one by one, and then said, "That's about it, I'll answer the rest for you."

Harry and Ron looked at each other with envy in their eyes. Anyone who received a pile of greeting cards and letters on this day would be honored. Of course, this does not include Orlando. He just wants to practice in peace.

He has been busy until the evening, and finally got all these done. Orlando stretched his waist, looked at Hermione who was still writing, and couldn't help complaining, "Is it necessary to be so serious? I don't know what it is. Where are people, is it necessary to deal with them like this?"

"Of course it is necessary. These will be your contacts in the future. Take the time to maintain the relationship now, maybe it will be useful someday. Besides, when others write you letters and greeting cards, this is your recognition and recognition." Blessings, if you accept the letter and ignore it, you won’t let others think. Is it because you look down on him? Or do you think he is not worthy of deep friendship? This will offend people invisibly, and will set up unnecessary enemies for you. We don’t need it in time These friends can't be made enemies, you know."

Orlando touched his nose, Hermione's words made sense, but he just wasn't used to this kind of entertainment.

"Okay, you're right, I'll get you something to drink, what do you want to drink?" Orlando said distressedly.

"Milk, if you have it." Hermione said without looking back.

At this time, the lounge was empty, and the students all went back to the dormitory to rest, leaving only the two of them.

"I'll go to the cafeteria to see if there's anything to eat, and I'll bring you some by the way." After speaking, Orlando walked out.

Orlando has never felt that time is so short. Now he only needs to see an owl to get a headache. Dozens of letters and greeting cards are received every day. These are the results of Hermione's maintenance of relationship. Orlando has to reply one by one under Hermione's supervision. With her help, he wouldn't be in a hurry.

This continued for a week until the day before Christmas.

Orlando finally breathed a sigh of relief while eating oatmeal, "It's great that I don't have to write a reply at last."

Hermione gave him a blank look, and she wrote most of the replies, okay?

"Have your parents allowed you to stay in school?" Orlando asked.

"They wrote me back and agreed."

"That's really great. Today we're going to hide in the hut. Taking advantage of the holiday time, let's decorate the manor. Have you decided on a name?"

(End of this chapter)