I'm a priest at Hogwarts

Chapter 176 no zuo no die
The first time he cast this spell, Orlando didn't control the intensity well. The radiation range of the spell was a bit large, but the effect was exceptionally good. Suddenly, everyone in the huge lounge became quiet, and a refreshing tranquility swept over him. , People have a kind of indescribable peace, all troubles and distractions are swept away, as if they have been sublimated.

"A mistake, it's a pure mistake." Orlando was a little shocked to be stared at by everyone, no matter how thick-skinned he was.

"What kind of magic is this?" Percy was the first to react, and it was the first time he admired this junior student who was younger than him, "This feeling is really wonderful, it is an inexplicable and immersive A feeling of being unable to shake it off.”

"This is a type of soul magic. Well, the first time I used it, I didn't control the power well. I won't do it next time."

The little wizards who came back from this feeling crowded around excitedly, chattering and asking non-stop.

Orlando suddenly had a sensational idea, if the reverse deduction, could the Requiem Curse be turned into an Extermination Curse.If it is true, this spell is too terrifying. Let alone killing people without shadow or form, it is still an area of ​​effect skill, if it is widely used by people.Thinking about this scene, Orlando felt shuddering, and he decided to keep this secret strictly.

"What's wrong with you?" Hermione asked concerned.

"It's nothing, I'm just not used to being surrounded by a group of people, you know me." Orlando wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

"Thank you Orlando, I feel much better." The exhaustion and weakness were swept away, and Harry felt himself revived with full blood.

"You are busy, I have to go back to the dormitory in advance."

"Are you really all right?"

"It's okay, I'll contact you with a communication book later."

Back in the dormitory, Orlando dug out all the books on soul cultivation. He wanted to verify this idea. In his opinion, no matter how powerful magic is, it needs people to cast it. Magic itself is not good or bad.

After repeated arguments and deduction, Orlando's eyes became brighter and his expression became more serious. At this moment, he seemed to have insight into something extraordinary, something that directly pointed to the essence of the soul.

"Pa" Orlando snapped his fingers and called out in a low voice, and soon there was a soft "poof", and Capri appeared in front of him.

"Master, you are looking for me."

"Well, take me to Apparate to the outskirts of the Forbidden Forest, I'm going to do an experiment."

"Okay, master."

There was another soft sound, and Orlando appeared outside the Forbidden Forest, and the curtains of Hagrid's cabin not far away covered the candlelight.

"You go back first and wait for my call." Just in case, Orlando asked Capri to leave first, and he was going to go deeper. After all, it was too close here, and he was afraid that Hagrid would be injured by mistake.

"Good master, Capri is waiting for your call at any time."

After walking a few hundred meters further, the Forbidden Forest was completely silent in winter, except for the "rustling" sound of the cold wind blowing through the leaves, no other sound could be heard.

Orlando closed his eyes and used his soul power. Within the scope of his spiritual perception, the soul fluctuations of all life within a radius of 300 meters could not be hidden. Only then did he realize that there are so many lives hidden in this silent world. The hibernating black bear , Lin Mang, sleeping hedgehogs, woodpeckers, and weasels who are not afraid of the cold are carefully turning the dead branches, and a group of ants nest under the dead branches are working in an orderly manner in the underground palace.

Linlin always had billions of lives, so Orlando couldn't do it. He narrowed the range of his spiritual perception and controlled it within a radius of ten meters. Then he chanted the spell, and an invisible wave spread out. Instantly lost life.

Before he had time to rejoice, strands of obscure and gray breaths flew from all directions into Orlando's mind. Orlando felt that the mud balls in his mind seemed to have been painted with sand, which suddenly reduced the original 300-meter spiritual range to 50 meters.

"No, I'm breaking a taboo." Orlando shivered all over his body, as if someone had thrown a bucket of ice water in the dog days.

Just when he panicked and didn't know why.In Hogwarts Castle, Dumbledore, who was about to rest after a busy day, suddenly sat up from the bed, his muddy eyes became unusually bright, he walked to the window and stared at the distance as if he was perceiving something.

"Pa" snapped his fingers, and Orlando called out in a low voice.

"Master." Capri watched the words and expressions, seeing that the master was in a bad mood, he didn't dare to talk nonsense.

"Take me back to the dormitory." Orlando was as frustrated as he wanted, and that was all he said.

Orlando returned to the dormitory with his front foot, and a phoenix with his back foot appeared outside the Forbidden Forest with Dumbledore.

He took out the communication bookmark, sent a message to Hermione, briefly explained the situation, and then chatted a few more words, then he stopped talking and told Capri: "I'm going back to the teacher for a few days, tomorrow morning You go to Professor McGonagall and ask for a leave of absence for me."

"Okay, master."

Opening the portable mobile box, Orlando got in. Although it was a bit unreasonable to disturb the teacher's sleep in the middle of the night, the pollution of the Lingtai made him panic.

"Little master, why are you back at this hour?" Yuri opened the door for him.

"What about the teacher?"

"Just fell asleep, little master."

"Teacher, teacher." Orlando walked outside the bedroom and called softly.

Hearing the sound, Nicole Flamel woke up quickly. His sleep has been very light, and he would be disturbed by the slightest noise. This is one of the reasons why he chose to go back to the mountains and forests.

"What's the matter?" This disciple has always been very filial, and this was the first time that this kind of incident disturbed his sleep in the middle of the night. Nicole Flamel subconsciously felt that something was wrong, and he left the room in his pajamas.

"Master, little master, I have already fired up the stove in the study."

"Don't panic, go to the study and talk." Nicole Flamel said with a wave of his hand.

In front of Nicole Flamel, Orlando had nothing to hide, and told everything that happened tonight.

I thought that Nicole Flamel would be furious after hearing what happened, reprimand him, and even punish him not to use this kind of magic in the future.

Unexpectedly, he looked very calm, neither criticizing him nor losing his temper.

"Relax, don't resist, let me check the sea of ​​your soul." Nicole Flamel stretched out a hand to his forehead, and Orlando obediently relaxed his body to let himself have no thoughts.

Nicole Flamel sensed the situation in Orlando's body through the power of his soul. After 1 minute, he withdrew his arm, his frowning expression no longer so relaxed.

"The altar is polluted. Fortunately, you opened the sea of ​​souls early, and the soul power is self-contained. What you killed were weak creatures. After they died, they turned into grievance dust and attached to your sea of ​​souls. .Although the pollution is only on the surface, if you let it go, your achievements will stop here. The longer the time drags on, the ghosts will absorb the dust and absorb your soul power to further strengthen it, polluting the sea of ​​your soul. At that time, you are either schizophrenic or insane, and the end result is self-destruction."

Nicole Flamel threw two pieces of wood into the fireplace to make the fire burn hotter.

(End of this chapter)