I'm a priest at Hogwarts

Chapter 174 The Riot Caused by a Firebolt

A group of lion cubs who were still doing their homework gathered around them regardless of the unfinished homework. Orlando just glanced at it and stopped paying attention.

"My God, it's so beautiful, I've only seen it in magazines." A boy in the lower grade was speechless in surprise, and he asked with trembling hands, "Can I touch it?"

"And I."

"And I."

The crowd rushed forward and pushed Ron aside. Harry was so anxious that he spread his arms to protect the table, "Don't squeeze, don't squeeze one by one."

Harry's face turned green, as if he had made a big mistake and shouldn't have taken out the Firebolt when there were so many people.

Fortunately, Wood rushed over in time and blocked the crowd with his large body. After he yelled a few words loudly, the commotional crowd calmed down.

"Come one by one, you can only see but not touch." Wood took Harry's place, and he actually wanted to touch, but it's hard for him to be special with so many people.

"What? Why don't you let me touch it." George looked unhappy.

"If I say no, I won't let it go. If it breaks, you will pay for it?" Wood stared. He couldn't reprimand others, but he still dared to reprimand his own brother.

George shrank his head, he didn't want to go back and get beaten.

"Wood, don't you think there is a problem." Hermione hesitated for a long time, and when the crowd of onlookers dwindled, she stood up, "It's not a relative, who would spend so much money to give such a valuable thing. Besides, ha Leigh has been in danger several times during Quidditch matches, and I suspect it's a trap."

Harry on the side heard this, and quickly put the box away and hugged it in his arms without saying a word. He was not afraid that Hermione would destroy it, but he was worried that Wood would confiscate his Firebolt if something bad happened.

The lion cubs who were originally smiling were also frowning at this time and began to discuss in a hurry, and soon they were divided into two factions because of their disagreement, and they quarreled.

"Okay, stop making noise." Orlando cast a megaphone spell on himself, and the crowd quickly quieted down, looking at him one after another.

"This matter is actually very easy to solve. We just need to write to Nimbus Racing Broom Company (Cloud Racing Broom Company) to ask if this broom was mailed as soon as it leaves the factory. You must know that the Firebolt only accepts customization , if there is no other person's hands in the middle, then there is no possibility of being tampered with."

"Orlando, you are so smart. They say you are a copy of Dumbledore when he was young. I think this sentence can't be more correct." Wood gave him a hug excitedly, and Harry wanted one too, but unfortunately he was pregnant. holding a box.

Fortunately, Orlando is physically strong, otherwise he would have been shot internally by Wood.

"I'm writing to Nimbus Racing Broom Company (Cloud Racing Broom Company) right now, hoping they can reply quickly. You must know that no matter how good an athlete is, he needs time to get in touch with his favorite ride." Wood is a man of action, and he does what he thinks , but just as he took a step, he took his foot back again. Hermione's words still made sense, and he asked again: "Harry, for your safety, promise me not to use it until I receive a reply." Firebolt, can it be done?"

Harry nodded, anything as long as he didn't charge his Firebolt.

"Don't worry Wood, I will be in charge of supervising him, I assure you." Ron said vowedly.

Few things can be more frustrating for Hogwarts students than being outdoors in Care of Fantastic Creatures class on a frigid January.Hagrid seemed to be aware of this too, and he decisively adjusted the order of the lessons, letting the students take care of the salamanders in the cold winter, so that the students could gather around the fire to keep warm while taking care of these cute little guys.

Of course, from Orlando's point of view, these guys are not small or cute at all. These flaming lizards like to jump around in the pile of burning logs. In order to avoid harming innocent people, he had to secretly cast the A fire and water inviolability spell, preventing one's robe from being burned by flying sparks.

Harry shook the robe on his body. Several holes were burned on his clothes. Ron was even worse. The blackened and green sweater on his chest leaked out.

"Why can't Hagrid be normal and learn from Professor Wilmerna Graplan?" Ron complained softly on the way back to the castle. This was his only robe, and it was just ruined.

"Okay, stop complaining." Orlando said before Hermione got mad, "Stand up, I'll fix it for you."

Orlando waved his wand and said a spell, "Restored as before."

After lighting Ron's robe, the holes in his clothes soon returned to their original form. Except for a few places where the color was a bit dark, there was no difference from before. Then he helped Harry repair the robe.

"Thank you, Orlando."

"Thank you."

"You shouldn't have helped them. It's all basic magic. After learning it for so long, they still can't use it. They rely too much on you. You'll hurt them." Hermione's dissatisfaction with Harry and Ron Orlando suffered an innocent disaster. In order to avoid being implicated, he resolutely abandoned these two bad friends.

"I heard you two, don't rely on me all the time, use your own snacks, spend more time on your studies, and don't just study Quidditch and wizard chess all day long." Orlando said while winking at them, Harry and Ron understood in seconds, and quickly nodded in agreement, promising to study hard, and Hermione let them go.

"Orlando, do you know the Protection Charm?" Harry leaned over and asked after lunch, on his way to Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

"I haven't tried it. The function of this spell is too simple, so I haven't paid much attention to it."

"That's right, your lightning magic is more powerful than the Guardian Charm, but unfortunately I can't learn it." Harry said dejectedly.

"Everyone has their own fate, Harry, you also have your strengths, so don't take it too seriously."

Professor Lupine's Defense Against the Dark Arts classes are always so lively and interesting. In order to let the students acquire more knowledge, he always tries to get some magical creatures for practical teaching. This is a rare experience for Orlando. After all, learning from books is superficial. Although he has the ability of photographic memory, it only stays on paper after all.

"Professor Lupine agrees?" Ron quickly stuffed Scabbers into his coat pocket as Hermione's cat came out from under the chair and stared at him. "Can you keep your cat away from me, Hermione?" .”

"Yes, he thinks I need a dementor." Harry sat down.

Hermione hugged her cat tightly and scratched its chin the way Orlando taught her. Soon Crookshanks calmed down, curled up on her lap, and made a pleasant "purr purr purr".

"Dementor, my God, what is he doing." Ron couldn't believe it.

"He said that only the use of ecstasy protection against dementors can be considered successful, because the protection spell is used to deal with dementors, and I, you all know that I passed out before I used the spell." Haha Leigh said mockingly.

"Professor Lupine is right. Harry must first overcome his inner fear and release the Guardian Charm before he can succeed." Orlando patted Harry on the shoulder and said, "You concentrate on practicing the Guardian Charm, and the dementors are yours." Don't worry, let me handle it."

"Orlando, you can't take risks." Hermione was anxious. The last time the Ministry of Magic came to investigate the dementors, Orlando was almost captured. She didn't want her boyfriend to make another mistake, "You forgot to go The second time it almost got caught by the Ministry of Magic because of the dementor thing?"

(End of this chapter)