I'm a priest at Hogwarts

Chapter 228 Strengthening starts from the physical body

The reason why Orlando chose to reveal these at this time is to convey information through Harry's mouth like Dumbledore. After all, some things are not appropriate for him to say.

"Did Dumbledore know about this?" Harry asked.

"I don't know. I can't talk nonsense without evidence. After all, he is a professor and has a good personal relationship with Dumbledore. If you suspect it rashly, you can only scare the snake away."

"so what should I do?"

"Just be clear in your heart. Don't say it out for now, and don't show any abnormalities on a daily basis to make him wary. We will expose him when we have solid evidence."

"Then what about Harry's match, in case, I mean in case he gets injured in the match." Hermione asked worriedly.

"I will help him," Orlando patted Harry on the shoulder, "Harry, I promised Dumbledore to give you special training to ensure that you can safely complete the Triwizard Tournament."

"Thank you, Orlando." Harry was touched.

"Okay, you'd better keep what you said today a secret, and don't leak a word, especially you Ron, don't let Moody see any flaws."

"I promise to keep it a secret and never reveal it to anyone," Ron promised.

"That's how it is. From tomorrow, Harry will come with us for morning training at six o'clock in the morning for physical training, and at night for magic practice in the Room of Requirement. If Ron wants to come, he can come together."

"I'll forget it, I still have to do my homework."

"Okay, it's up to you, go back and rest quickly."

Back in the Gryffindor tower, when Harry pushed open the door waiting for the fat lady with a heavy heart, a dozen hands suddenly stretched out from the door and dragged him in. The common room suddenly fell into a sea of ​​joy, and they all screamed , cheer, whistle.

"You should have told us you signed up," Fred yelled.He looked half exasperated, half agitated.

"How could you pass the level without growing a beard? Did Orlando help you? We should have asked him for help if we knew earlier." George yelled.

"I didn't," said Harry, "Orlando didn't help me—"

Then Angelina swooped in front of him, "Oh, if it can't be me, at least one of Gryffindor—"

"You can avenge Digory for the last Quidditch match, Harry!" shrieked Katie Bell, who was also a Gryffindor Chaser.

"We've got something to eat, Harry, come over and have something to eat."

"I'm not hungry, I've eaten enough at the banquet."

But no one wants to hear him say that he is not hungry, no one wants to hear him say that he did not put his name in the goblet, and no one seems to notice that he has no mood to celebrate this at all...

Lee Jordan wrenched a Gryffindor flag out of nowhere and insisted on wrapping it around Harry like a cloak.There was no way for Harry to get away, and every time he tried to sneak up the stairs leading to the dormitory, the crowd closed in on him and surrounded him, forcing him to drink another butterbeer or stuffing biscuits and peanuts into his hands. inside……

Everyone wants to know how he did it, if Orlando cheated him, how he cheated Dumbledore's age line, and put his name in the goblet...

Ron was left out in the cold. Seeing the Harrys surrounded by stars, he was both envious and angry. After all, why didn't such a good thing happen to him?

He sighed for a while, then took the butterbeer and drank it one after another. As for Harry's eyes for help, he directly ignored it.

After Orlando and Hermione finished their evening classes, when they passed the lounge, the carnival party had already ended, leaving behind a litter of garbage and messy tables and chairs.

"These guys don't have any public morality at all. What should we do if we throw wine bottles around and knock people down?" Hermione waved her wand, gathered the rubbish on the ground together, and muttered.

"This is a group of children who haven't grown up, and we can't have too high demands on them."

"The old-fashioned words are indeed like what you said." Hermione pursed her lips and smiled.

"Do I have it?" Orlando asked belatedly.

"Don't you have it?"

After speaking, both of them burst out laughing.

"good night!"

"good night!"

In the early morning of the next day, Harry got up from the bed sleepily. In winter, the sunshine time is short, and the outside of the castle is completely dark at this time. If Orlando hadn't agreed to it, he really didn't want to leave the warm bed.

After a simple wash, he put on sportswear and went down to the lobby on the first floor, where Orlando and Hermione were already waiting.

"Harry, you're 10 minutes late. I hope you'll be here on time tomorrow morning." Orlando was a serious and punctual person, and Harry knew it was his fault, so he hurriedly apologized.

"Let's do physical training first. Put this wooden stake on your back and follow us later." Orlando put a smaller wooden stake on his shoulders, while he and Hermione carried the other two larger ones , Both of them had gravity symbols on their bodies.

"Let's go, let's run three laps along the Black Lake."

Harry followed Orlando and Hermione out of breath. This was already the second lap. He felt that he had reached his limit. His legs and feet became heavier and heavier. Every time he took a step, his calf hurt, his muscles trembled and his body was sweating profusely. , he wanted to tell Orlando to stop, but he swallowed the words. After all, Hermione has been insisting on it all the time, and he didn't cry tired. Is he a master, can't he be better than a girl?

When his body broke through the limit, Harry immediately felt less tired, and the muscles in his feet didn't hurt so much. He started to speed up so that he wouldn't be pulled too far.

When he finished the second lap, Orlando and Hermione had completed the fifth lap of training.When they approached, Orlando instructed: "Harry, adjust your breathing, control your heart rate, and try to relax your muscles during exercise. If a person wants to become a strong person, he must first learn to control himself."

Harry followed Orlando's teachings and slowly mastered the method of breathing.

Their voices woke up the Durmstrang students resting on the boat by the lake. A few curious students stayed awake and looked towards the shore through the window. Orlando ignored them, but insisted on running ten laps before stop.

"Orlando, Hermione, and Harry, what are you doing?" Krum stood at the stern of the boat after waking up and looked at it for a long time. He didn't ask until they finished running.

"We are doing physical training." Orlando replied casually.

"Physical training, what's the use of this?" Krum asked curiously.

"Don't you think it's a bad thing for a wizard without a strong body?" Orlando explained casually.

"It makes sense. It's like a Quidditch game. If you're not strong enough to catch the Snitch accurately under the attack of the Bludger, can I train with you tomorrow?" Krum actually believed Orlando's nonsense. Still planning to join their morning training team, Orlando could only helplessly agree.

"Okay, you can do whatever you want. We're going back to wash it, so you can prepare a wooden stake tomorrow."

"Okay, bye."

Back at the castle, Harry bid farewell to Orlando and Hermione trudged back to the dormitory to wash up, while Orlando and the others went to the Room of Requirement, one for soul forging and the other for magic power accumulation.

(End of this chapter)