I'm a priest at Hogwarts

At this time Harry and Ron ran in panting.

"Hermione, your schoolbag." Harry put his schoolbag on the table and collapsed on the chair.

"How can you run so fast? Harry and I can't catch up no matter how we chase you." Ron gasped.

"Who made you lack exercise?"

Not to mention, since Hermione practiced soul magic, her physique has become much stronger.

Knowing that he must be the one who loses in an argument with a woman in the end, Ron decisively changed the subject.

"The principal didn't punish you, did he?"

"Of course not. It's not my fault in the first place." Orlando put away the book, and he couldn't read it anymore when there were so many people.

"Yes, Malfoy said something bad first, and he deserves to be punished." Harry was very happy that Orlando escaped. He asked curiously, "I heard from the Slytherin students that Snape warned them not to do it in class." I went to provoke you and said that even Dumbledore couldn't undo the magic you cast. Is this true?"

"It's not that exaggerated. Dumbledore just doesn't want to waste time. If he really wants to solve it, he can still solve it."

"Is that true?" Ron stopped lying down and jumped up. "You are so awesome. If I can do the same, I can walk sideways in Hogwarts from now on."

"You can walk sideways now, but you're just being carried." Orlando said angrily.

"We've decided," Harry said suddenly.

"What decision?" Hermione asked confused.

"Decided to spend more time practicing spiritual magic in the future."

"It's soul magic." Hermione couldn't help but corrected.

"Isn't it about exercising mental strength?" Ron interjected.

"Spirit is the expression of the power of the soul. The two complement each other and are mutually reinforcing. Training the spirit is to strengthen the use of the power of the soul. This is the most basic training." For these two ignorant idiots, He Min said she was speechless, "You should read more books when you have time. I recommend you to read "Selected Masters of Magic in the Fifteenth Century" first to understand what attribute magic is."

Harry opened his mouth and Ron looked at the sky. They were used to this situation.

"Hermione, when you have time, teach them how to exercise their mental power. You can practice with Hermione. Although this training method is simple and boring, it is the most suitable for you at this stage. As long as you can persist, Your strength will make a qualitative leap."

Harry and Ron had already begun to imagine what they would look like after their strength improved, and smiles appeared on their excited faces unconsciously.

"Let's go and eat." Hermione packed her backpack and several people walked towards the auditorium talking and laughing.

When they walked through the escalator and walked out of the corridor, they were blocked by the crowd. Looking at the crowd gathered in front of them, Hermione and Orlando looked at each other.

"What happened?"

Orlando subconsciously pulled Hermione behind him. Could it be that there was another attack? He was startled, looked around, made a finger in his left hand, and held the wand tightly in his right hand, ready to enter the battle at any time.

Harry and Ron squeezed through the crowd.

"It's Peeves, and Lockhart, hahaha, it's so funny, Lockhart has become bald, and has lost all his beard and eyebrows." Ron burst out laughing, and Harry was so happy that he couldn't straighten up. A group of young wizards were here to watch the joke, and only Lockhart was desperately trying to get his hat back.

"Peeves, let go now, or I'm going to use a curse if you don't let go." Rohart yelled with anguish.

"Bald Professor, I'm not afraid of you anymore. You, a hairless bastard, can't catch me. You can't catch me."

The onlookers didn't think it was a big deal and started making noises. Peeves was a man of his own, and the more lively the show, the happier he became.

"How did Lockhart become like this?" Hermione asked strangely.

"Well, if I say it was me, you won't be angry, right?"

Orlando knew that Lockhart had once been Hermione's idol, and although that idol was shattered, he wasn't sure she would be angry about it.

"What did you do?" Hermione opened her mouth and shouted.

"Keep your voice down. I have already been warned by Dumbledore. You don't want me to be punished again."

"How did you do it?" Hermione asked curiously.

"Aren't you angry?"

"Why are you angry? I'm not familiar with him. You haven't told me how you did it?"

"I gave him a lightning strike and combined with my soul magic, he became like this."

"I wish I knew how to do magic," Hermione said enviously.

"Don't be anxious yet, take your time. When you open up the soul fire, you will naturally have magic that matches your own attributes."

"Spread out, don't block the door."

Professor McGonagall pointed her wand at her throat and cast a spell on herself - "loud voice", and the huge voice suppressed the noise.

"Go away, Peeves. If you don't let go, I'm going to deal with you." The wand in Professor McGonagall's hand flashed with a faint red light.

Peeves was startled and quickly let go of his hand and flew into the sky. Lockhart took the opportunity to take back his hat and put it on his head.

"Let's go, let's watch the show."

"Aren't you going to unspell Lockhart?"

"It's not yet time. I promised Dumbledore that I would release him before tomorrow night."

"That's great, I really want to know who did it?" Harry and Ron, who came back from the show, seemed a little unfinished.

"Exactly, how did he do it, I mean, make Lockhart unable to grow hair?"

"Orlando, do you know?" Harry looked at Orlando.

"Maybe it's some kind of suppressing magic. I think it will disappear tomorrow." Orlando replied absentmindedly.

"Suppressed magic? What is that, Ron, do you know?"

Ron shrugged and spread his hands, "Don't ask me, because it's useless to ask."

Hermione rolled her eyes and ignored their stunt.

Several people entered the auditorium talking and laughing.

In the evening, several people came to the Room of Requirement. Orlando taught basic mental exercises to Harry and Ron, and then asked them to practice with Hermione, while he tried to control five metal villains at a time.

"Harry, Ron, I hope you won't give up halfway this time like before. Also, although the mental training method seems simple, it is a secret of my master. I hope you will not spread it to others and keep it a secret."

"Orlando, thank you. It's great to have you as a friend! We promise that nothing will be spread."

Harry felt like he had found a treasure. Orlando had taught them how to burn talisman seals before. Although he had only learned the simplest and most elementary ones, he had benefited a lot. This time he shared the secrets of his master's sect with them. In his heart, Extremely touching.

Ron was also very grateful. Although he hadn't learned any of the talismans, he knew that it was his own problem, because Orlando taught them the same things. Harry and Hermione could learn them, but who could blame him if he couldn't? .This time he secretly made up his mind that he must work hard and not be held back any longer.

"Okay, you can each find a place to practice. This is a goose feather. Ask Hagrid for it. You can practice with the goose feather first." Orlando gave each of them a goose feather.

Seeing them enter the state of cultivation, Orlando let out a long sigh. He had fulfilled his promise to Dumbledore, and hoped that Harry would be able to grow up as soon as possible.