I'm a priest at Hogwarts

Chapter 218 People rely on clothes and horses rely on saddles

The announcement in the hall had a lasting effect on those who lived in the castle.For the next week, Orlando found that wherever he went, people seemed to be talking about one topic: the Triwizard Tournament.

Rumors spread quickly among the students, spreading like a highly contagious Omicron virus - who will be the hero of Hogwarts?What items will the competition have?How are the students of Beauxbatons and Durmstrang different from them?These topics quickly covered up the gossip and gossip in Orlando. After all, the students are the most chasing new things. With the more exciting Triwizard Tournament as the topic, Orlando's amazing horses will be left behind. Exactly what he wanted, quiet.

The only thing that makes the students unhappy is that the school rules and disciplines have become more and more stringent, and some minor details that were not necessary to care about before have now become the objects that must be corrected.

Orlando also noticed that the castle appeared to be undergoing a thorough cleaning.Several grimy portraits were scrubbed clean, much to the displeasure of those scrubbed.They sat huddled in the picture frame, mumbling sullenly, and grinning in pain every time they touched the new pink tender flesh on their faces.

As a result, those armors that have not been used for a long time suddenly become shiny, and they no longer make "creaking" noises when they are active.

The happiest thing is the administrator Argus Filch, who was entrusted by Dumbledore with the important task of maintaining school spirit and discipline, so whenever he enters the hall and sees some students forget to wipe their shoes clean, he will viciously He lost his temper and frightened two first-grade girls into hysterics.

This trend quickly spread across the entire campus, and all the faculty and staff became unusually nervous. Even an outstanding student like Orlando was reprimanded for not turning in his homework as required.This is really a ghost, he has always done his homework depending on his mood, so he can only give in at this juncture, and finish the class work honestly.

"Longbottom, please do me a favor. Don't show your secrets in front of Durmstrang's people. Let them see that you don't even have a simple conversion spell." When the class was about to end, Professor McGonagall yelled road.That class didn't go very well, and Neville had inadvertently grafted his ear onto a cactus.

"I think they're all crazy," Orlando said angrily after being told to cancel the notice for day students to enter and leave the campus: "Isn't it just that there are students from other schools staying in the school? Why are you so nervous?"

"It's okay, don't we have an alternative plan, it's not a big deal." Hermione was calmer than Orlando, she had already thought about it, if it didn't work out, she would stay in the Room of Requirement, anyway, it wouldn't affect her cultivation.

On the morning of October 10, when Orlando went downstairs to breakfast, he found that the auditorium had been decorated overnight.Huge silk banners hung on the walls, each one representing a Hogwarts house: Gryffindor on red with a golden lion, Ravenclaw on blue with a bronze eagle, and Ravenclaw on yellow. The one with a black badger is Hufflepuff, and the one with a green background and a silver python is Slytherin.Behind the teacher's desk hangs the largest banner with the Hogwarts coat of arms: lions, eagles, badgers, and snakes joined together, surrounded by a large letter H.

Orlando was notified to meet the guests as an outstanding student representative during the meal. Orlando wanted to refuse, but Professor McGonagall refused to give him a chance to talk, and turned around and left after the notification.

"You are really amazing. You must know that only warriors who are conventionally qualified as student representatives are qualified to represent the highest achievement students of a school."

Harry, Ron and Hermione sat down at the Gryffindor table, next to Orlando, Ron said enviously.

"I can't be a warrior, what's the use of these? Besides, this is the job of a hostess, whoever likes to do it."

Orlando's words amused everyone, and the twin brothers of the Weasley family slapped the table exaggeratedly. Soon his words spread all over the campus, attracting an angry reprimand from Professor McGonagall.

On this day, there is a joyful mood of anticipation in the air.In the classroom, no one was paying attention to the lecture. Everyone thought that the people from Beauxbatons and Durmstrang were coming tonight.Even Potions class wasn't as unbearable as usual, as it ended half an hour early.

When the bell rang early, Orlando had to go back to the dormitory to change into his Wizengamot youth representative dress and put on the silver badge. This was Professor McGonagall's request, and he couldn't refuse and had to do it.

Harry, Ron, and Hermione hurried to Gryffindor Tower, put down their schoolbags and textbooks as they were told, put on their cloaks, and rushed down the stairs to the entrance hall in three steps at a time.

By the time Orlando came down from the tower, they were already lined up.

With a fuchsia robe, a delicate silver "W" embroidered on the left chest, coupled with a handsome face, Orlando instantly became the focus of everyone's attention.

"So handsome!"

"My heart was pounding like it was going to pop out."

"I want to be his girlfriend, and none of you should rob me."

There were murmurs from the crowd, and some daring girls even blew kisses to Orlando, much to Hermione's rage.

Seeing that the queues that had been lined up were in chaos, the deans of the colleges had to order the students to line up again.

Orlando walked to the front of the line as instructed and walked with Dumbledore.

"Isn't it cool!" Dumbledore, who was wearing a star check dress, joked playfully, and it was obvious that he was in a good mood.

"I like to keep a low profile, you know that." Orlando gave him a sideways glance. He had a feeling that Dumbledore did it on purpose to create momentum for him, let him show off and attract firepower?Or advertise for Hogwarts?Maybe both, it really is an old fox.

They filed down the steps and stood in line in front of the castle.It was a cold, airy evening, night was falling, and a white, translucent moon had hung over the Forbidden Forest.

Orlando stared ahead, talking to Dumbledore in a low voice, whispering and scolding from the professors behind him.

"Weasley, put your hat on," Professor McGonagall said sternly to Ron, "Miss Patil, get that ridiculous thing out of your hair."

Parvati frowned unhappily and removed a large butterfly headdress from the end of the braid.

Hermione stood between Harry and Ron, fourth row in line, looking forward on tiptoe, and although they were only separated for a moment, it still felt like a long time to her.

"Today's Orlando is so handsome!" Harry admired sincerely, "Why didn't I realize that before, is it true that people rely on clothes and horses?"

Hermione was overjoyed when someone praised her boyfriend, but she still pretended to be nonchalant.

"It's almost six," said Ron, looking at his watch and looking at the driveway leading to the front door. "How do you think they're coming? By train?"

"I don't think so," said Hermione.

"How come? Broomsticks?" Harry guessed, looking up at the starry sky.

"I don't think...from that far..."

"Portkeys?" Ron guessed. "Or they can Apparate—maybe people under seventeen are allowed to Apparate in their part?"

"How many times do you want me to tell you? Apparition is not allowed in the grounds of Hogwarts, it is protected by a magic circle." Hermione said impatiently.

Time passed bit by bit, and the sky gradually darkened, but there was still no movement.Everything was still, quiet, as usual.

"Don't worry, we'll be there soon." As if sensing Orlando's impatience, Dumbledore whispered.

(End of this chapter)