I'm a priest at Hogwarts

At this moment, the office door banged loudly and someone pushed it open.Hagrid rushed in, eyes blazing with anger, a helmet on his dark, shaggy head, and a dead rooster still dangling in his hand.Obviously he rushed over as soon as he got the news.

"It's not Harry, Professor Dumbledore," Hagrid said urgently. "I was talking to the kid just seconds before he was found. He had absolutely no time for such a thing, sir... ."

Dumbledore wanted to say something, but Hagrid just yelled and waved the rooster anxiously, scattering the feathers everywhere.In order not to be affected, Orlando had to move away from him.

Harry was not so lucky. He stood there not knowing how to speak, his face and head were covered with chicken feathers.

"...It can't be him. If necessary, I can swear in front of the Ministry of Magic..."

"Hagrid, I -" Harry was deeply moved after hearing this. He mustered up the courage to say something, but the words had not yet come out.

"...you've got the wrong man, sir, and I know Harry never—"

"Hagrid," Dumbledore said, his voice rising, "I don't think it was Harry who attacked those people."

"Oh," Hagrid's voice suddenly became softer as if he realized that he had wronged a good man, and his cock hung limply by his side, "Okay, I'll wait for orders outside, Headmaster."

He stomped out, looking very embarrassed.

Orlando took out his wand and waved it gently, "Cleaned."

Soon all the chicken feathers on the ground disappeared without a trace.

"Very good ability to control magic, Orlando." Dumbledore said with a smile, "Harry, you are really lucky to have such a friend. I hope your friendship will last forever."

"Yes, Professor, Orlando has helped me a lot, and I am very grateful to him." Harry said sincerely.

"I'm lucky to be friends with you, Harry." Orlando replied, then looked at Dumbledore, and continued: "Harry is in some trouble this time. It's obvious that someone is targeting him again."

"I am also thinking about this issue, Orlando. Although I only have some clues at the moment, it is obvious that your judgment is correct." Dumbledore tapped his index finger on the table and said slowly, "Before that, Harry, I must ask Asking you, is there anything you would like to tell me, anything.”

Harry hesitated, but out of trust in Dumbledore he told him all the strange things he had encountered, including the ghostly voice he had heard twice.

After listening to Harry's narration, Dumbledore was silent for a while. Harry began to feel uneasy again. He suddenly remembered what Ron said - "Hearing a voice that others cannot hear is not a good sign, even in magic." It's the same in the world." He was increasingly worried that Dumbledore might believe that he had any relationship with Salazar Slytherin.

"Professor, you won't believe it was really me, will you?" Harry's hands holding his trouser legs turned a little white.

Dumbledore came back to his senses and smiled, his smile was so peaceful.

"No, Harry, I don't think so. But what you said is a very important clue. I have an immature idea, although it is a bit risky." The look on his face became solemn again as he said this, "I need to put this The mastermind behind the scenes has been found, but we can’t alert others.”

"What do you mean? Let me be used as bait?"

"Yes, you can understand that. I need you and your friends to unite and cooperate. Of course, the premise is to protect your own safety." Dumbledore pushed up his glasses and stared into Harry's eyes.

"I... can I do it?"

"You can do it, Harry. You are a Parselmouth. This is your advantage. I need you to discover it and find the person behind it. This is the first problem we need to solve urgently. Are you willing to take on this arduous task?" "?" When Dumbledore said this, he looked at Orlando intentionally or unintentionally.

Orlando knew very well that what Dumbledore had said earlier was just to pave the way for this matter. This request was not so much made to Harry as to him.

"I can do it, Professor, I'm willing to take on this task." Harry said with high spirits, having swept away his previous anxiety and confusion.

"Very good, Harry, I was right about you. You have fearless courage, which is very much like your father." Dumbledore said with emotion, and then looked at Orlando, "As Harry's friend, Orlando, I hope you can protect him at a critical moment, and I hope you can understand my good intentions."

"Professor, I am also a member of Hogwarts. My position is consistent with yours. You don't need to worry about this." For this kind of old fox, even though Orlando knew it was a trick and was using him as a pawn, he still couldn't help it. Not accepted.

"Very good, looking forward to your good news."

Harry was obviously relieved when he came out of the principal's office. The expected confinement, wand breaking and expulsion from school did not happen, which made him feel relieved.

"Orlando, what's next?"

"Cold!" Orlando said angrily. He felt very unhappy about being plotted against, even if the person who plotted against him was Dumbledore.

Harry touched his confused hair and followed Orlando. He was fine just now, so why did he fall out so quickly?

Justin and a nearly headless Nick are both attacked, turning the already tense atmosphere into a real panic.

Strangely enough, what frightened people the most was what happened to Nick, who was almost headless.

What could do such a thing to a ghost, people asked one another.What terrible force can harm a dead person?

Students are literally scrambling to book seats on the Hogwarts Express, looking forward to returning home for Christmas.

"In this case, we will be the only ones left in the school." Ron said to Orlando and the others, "The four of us, Malfoy, Crabbe and Goyle. What a fun festival it will be."

"Correction, Ron, it's you two. I'm taking Hermione to see my teacher, Nico Flamel."

Hermione blushed with embarrassment. Although Orlando had told her about this a few days ago and now it was only announced in advance, she still felt sweet and shy.

"Ah, no, Orlando, you promised Dumbledore to help me?" Harry jumped down from the high chair.

"Yes, I helped you brew the polyjuice potion, and you still expect me to do everything for you?" Orlando rolled his eyes. He came to Hogwarts to learn his skills, not to be fooled by others. The nanny said, "Besides, Dumbledore intends to hone your abilities. I think it would be counterproductive for me to get too involved."

Harry looked at him suspiciously, and a voice in his heart told him that Orlando just wanted to be lazy.

"Well, I think with the invisibility charm here, there should be no problem." After thinking about it, Harry finally decided to do it himself.

"Harry, can you do this?" Ron asked worriedly.

"Isn't this yours? We can definitely do it together."

"I...you..." Ron suddenly started to stutter. He originally thought that with Orlando here, he wouldn't be afraid to face Crabbe and Goyle, but now it's him. And Harry, to be honest, he didn't think they could take advantage of anything.