I'm in Hogwarts, what the hell is the Honghuang system?

Chapter 221 Shattering the Darkness with Thunder! It's nothing more than a little hardship!

With an angry shout, Filch, dressed in a yellow Taoist robe, wearing a Taoist crown, and holding a peach wood sword, appeared in the sight of the young wizards who were out at night.

The young wizards looked bewildered.

"This is……"

"Filch?!"

They never imagined that Filch's status as a dud had already been made public, and everyone was saying that Filch would definitely be fired soon.

But he still wants to come?
And what's with Filch's strange outfit?
Halloween is long over. Did he think that wearing a strange costume would change the fact that he was a Squib?

At this moment, Filch's cold gaze swept over the young wizards and the mess they had made of the corridor, and his anger intensified.

If it were someone without any supernatural powers, it might have taken them two or three days to clean up all the ribbons and firework debris.

These little wizards are too unrestrained.

His face was gloomy.

"They came out for a night stroll late at night, making such a commotion and turning the corridor into a mess."

"I'm going to lock you all in solitary confinement and hang you all up one by one!"

It must be said that Filch still wields considerable influence among the young wizards.

When he turned grim and angry, threatening to lock the young wizards in solitary confinement, panicked expressions appeared on the faces of these night-wandering wizards.

Some people were already instinctively trying to escape before Filch caught them.

But someone soon reacted.

Especially for young wizards from wizarding families, regardless of which house they belong to, the disdain and discrimination against Squibs is subtly ingrained in their bones from birth.

Previously unaware that Filch was a Squib, they assumed that the Hogwarts Castle caretaker must be a wizard, one of their own, and coupled with the intimidation Filch had cultivated over a long period, they feared him like a tiger.

But now that they know Filch is a Squib, what do they have to be afraid of?

One of the young wizards stopped in his tracks and instead gave Filch a provocative look.

"You don't have the ability to capture us!"

"We all know now that you're a dud. You could only scare us before, but you couldn't actually do anything to us!"

A young wizard from a pure-blood family whispered what many people were thinking.

"You're a Squib, what right do you have to work at Hogwarts, and what right do you have to manage us wizards?"

"We have magic, you don't. You're no different from a Muggle!"

Filch looked at the young wizards, making no attempt to hide his disgust.

He had dealt with the young wizards enough to understand that beneath their seemingly innocent and adorable exterior, and their respectful demeanor towards the professors, lay the underlying malice typical of their age.

During his years at Hogwarts, Filch himself witnessed countless instances of bullying.

This was already a common occurrence at Hogwarts.

The weak and the oddballs who don't fit in will be bullied here.

If you were to go even further and be assigned to a house like Slytherin, which is known for its survival of the fittest, you might even be used as a target for spells.

Previously, thanks to Filch's position as administrator, the young wizards disliked him, but at least respected him.

They dared not vent their malice on Filch.

But now, foolish, childish malice is spreading toward Filch.

However, a moment later, Filch's mood was surprisingly calm.

The word "dud" could no longer shake his resolve.

He's a dud, so what?

Rhine told him that rune magic was no weaker than magic, and he had also learned the Celestial Master's Law, making him the first Celestial Master!
Immediately, Filch said in a cold voice.

"Insulting the castle administrator and disobeying orders—do you know how many points your academy will lose?"

"Even if Headmaster Dumbledore pleads for leniency, I think it is still necessary to give you an unforgettable punishment."

At this moment, the young wizards drew their wands with smug expressions.

They weren't brazen enough to cast a spell on Filch, but there were plenty of ways to deal with a Squib.

"There are many obstacles!"

A young wizard put his newly learned barrier spell to the test, and an invisible barrier appeared in the corridor.

Filch ignored this and walked straight ahead.

Seeing this, the young wizards were completely convinced.

Filch is a complete dud; he doesn't even have his own wand.

They couldn't wait to see Filch get bruised and battered on the barrier.

But the next second, the barrier spell seemed to have no effect on Filch, who passed right through it as if it were nothing more than passing through thin air.

The young wizard who had just cast the spell was stunned.

"no?"

"Where is my obstacle spell?"

"What about my huge Obstacle Charm?!"

The other young wizards also looked on with surprise and uncertainty.

"Ok?"

"Did I make a mistake in the spell?"

"I felt like you swung your wand too fast just now."

"I think it's because the spell is pronounced wrong, right?"

"It's a little wizard," a young wizard said confidently.

Let me demonstrate for you.

"There are many obstacles!"

Then, another barrier spell was cast, and an invisible barrier, much stronger than the previous one, appeared.

But Filch ignored it and walked right through.

The words Rhine had spoken to him flashed through his mind.

"The Taoist robe I crafted for you, though not of a particularly high grade, is enough to make you ignore most magical effects."

"At least among the students at Hogwarts, very few can affect you. Perhaps only an Auror could penetrate their defenses and harm you."

"Add in the rituals, the talismans... your current strength is far beyond that of Hogwarts students and most adult wizards. If used properly, defeating an Auror will be a piece of cake."

Filch was still somewhat incredulous at the time.

The Aurors are all elite wizards, each one a graduate who excelled in most subjects during their assessments.

Even so, they still have to go through a long period of training before they can officially become an Auror.

He was a Squib with no supernatural power before, but now he can defeat an Auror in the blink of an eye?
But now, Filch has come to truly understand what Rhine had said.

These little wizards' spells are indeed useless against me!

So, what effect will my abilities have on them?
Suddenly, Filch's mind conjured up the image of that stubborn seeker of immortality, and the methods he had comprehended from the Celestial Master's Method also surfaced in his heart.

Immediately, his gait changed.

Stepping on the Seven Stars, walking the Dipper.

There was no wind around him, yet it stirred and blew the sleeves of his Taoist robe.

A sense of antiquity and desolation emanates from it, as if it were the dance steps of ancient people praying.

The young wizards were stunned at first when they saw this, and then they couldn't help but laugh.

"What is Filch doing?"

Is he dancing?

"That's weird. Is he trying to make us laugh until we collapse, then lock us up in solitary confinement? By Merlin's name, this must be the dumbest way to get caught for a night out!"

Laughter came from beside him, but Filch remained unmoved, his movements becoming increasingly skilled from their initial awkwardness.

At the same time, he felt a current of energy starting to form within his body, which was the power that Rhine called magic!
For the first time, Filch was able to control this power on his own. He took a deep breath, and then with a flick of his wrist, a low-level talisman given to him by Rhine appeared in his hand—the Water Control Talisman.

Immediately, he poured the magical power he had acquired through the Celestial Master's method into the Water Control Talisman.

On the talisman, the writing flowed instantly, as if it had come to life.

The sound of rushing water burst forth from the talisman!

The young wizards, who were laughing, now heard the rushing water and felt as if they had arrived at the banks of a river.

Their laughter stopped abruptly, and they looked on in surprise.

Where is the sound of water coming from?

The next second, a surging torrent suddenly burst forth from the talisman that floated in mid-air in front of Filch, sweeping across the entire corridor and instantly washing the young wizard along with the chaos and trash they had created into the water!
Faced with the water-controlling talisman, they didn't even have time to cast a spell before being swept away and made dizzy.

If Filch hadn't stopped activating the talisman in time, someone might have drowned!
Even so, these young wizards all choked on the water and coughed terribly.

They looked at Filch with bewilderment and fear in their eyes.

Wasn't Filch supposed to be a Squib?

You call this a dud?

Who could cast a spell without a staff or a sound, and cause such a huge commotion in an instant?
That stream of water that appeared out of nowhere just now was definitely an extremely profound magic trick!

No, Filch knows this kind of magic, why would he need to take a correspondence course in basic magic?
Are you sick?
Pretending to be weak to fool others?!
Then, a thought suddenly occurred to them.

Could this actually be Filch setting a trap?

In fact, Filch was an extremely powerful wizard; otherwise, why would Dumbledore have made him the castle caretaker?

Pretending to be a dud might just be one of his quirks.

Yes, isn't it normal for wizards of this level to have some quirks?

It's ridiculous that they actually believed it!
At that moment, Filch walked towards them, and the young wizards were no longer the same as before; they all lowered their heads in panic.

Filch gave a faint reply.

"Clean up the marks in the corridor. From now on, you all need to keep the corridor clean every day."

“Everyone in the trophy display room wiped it three times for me; I didn’t want to see a speck of dust.”

"understand?"

The young wizards nodded repeatedly, like quails.

Just then, Filch glanced at the young wizards but didn't see the Weasley brothers, who were often his adversaries.

This surprised him quite a bit.

Given the two brothers' unruly nature, why didn't they join in the fun today?
he asked quickly.

Where are those two nasty Weasley brothers?

"Where did they go?"

The young wizards looked at each other, and after a moment one of them said uncertainly.

"It seems like they're saying they can't be bothered with our petty squabbles."

"They're going to venture deep into the Forbidden Forest tonight for an adventure."

Filch's expression changed upon hearing this.

The Weasley brothers' obsession with venturing deep into the Forbidden Forest was common knowledge.

In the past, the brothers had to patrol the nights themselves, and Hagrid was also on guard in the Forbidden Forest, so they never had a chance to get in.

But with all this chaos tonight, and Hagrid still recovering at St. Mungo's Hospital after the attack, the Forbidden Forest is practically undefended.

These two brothers finally got their chance!
However, it's one thing for them to be so audacious in Hogwarts Castle, since they have the magical protection left by the four great masters here, and their mischief won't lead to anything serious.

If anything happens, the worst that can happen is solitary confinement or a deduction of points from the college curriculum.

But the Forbidden Forest is different; the magical protection there is weaker, and it is also deadly.

If these two brothers were to encounter trouble, their limited magical abilities would be completely insufficient to handle the situation.

Filch didn't have time to think much. He put away the water control talisman that hadn't been fully activated and took out a wind control talisman.

The next moment, a gale howled, and Filch actually rode the wind, flying towards the Forbidden Forest!

The young wizards stared in awe as Filch soared through the air. "This…"

“这也是魔魔吗？”

"Why is all of Filch's magic so cool?"

"Holy crap, I'm getting more and more convinced that Filch is a reclusive mastermind. Don't some novels always have this kind of plot?"

"Wait, could it be that Filch is actually testing us by having us clean and wipe the trophy display room? If we can pass his test, maybe he will teach us this powerful magic."

Thinking of this, the young wizards immediately started cleaning, vying with each other to be the first to do so, afraid of leaving a speck of dust.

But at this moment, the Weasley brothers, their faces filled with terror and despair, ran wildly through the dark Forbidden Forest.

They were so lawless that they thought Hogwarts was no danger at all, and even the Forbidden Forest was just a paradise for them to explore.

But tonight, as they entered the depths of the forbidden forest for the first time, they finally understood why it was forbidden to enter.

Horrible, so terrifying!
Fred couldn't help but turn his head and glance behind him.

In the darkness behind, countless scarlet lights were flashing.

He couldn't see the whole thing, but he knew what it was.

A giant spider, bigger than a carriage, with dozens or even hundreds of eyes!
This thing had tried to ambush them earlier, and if George hadn't happened to throw a glow spell, they might have been torn to shreds by this giant spider!
They had been running at full speed for five or six minutes, but the distance between them hadn't increased at all; in fact, they were getting closer and closer.

The Weasley brothers seemed to sense death approaching them.

Why would such a monster exist in the Forbidden Forest?

This looks a bit like the legendary eight-eyed giant spider, but it looks much fiercer than the eight-eyed giant spider, and it has almost a hundred eyes!

The next moment, their hurried steps suddenly came to an abrupt halt.

The two brothers stared blankly ahead.

As they left the Forbidden Forest, specks of crimson light began to appear.

Immediately afterwards, more Hundred-Eyed Spiders emerged from the darkness.

The menacing claws opened and closed, making a cracking sound, accompanied by chilling whispers.

"Two little wizards?"

"Delicious, sweet and delicious, I haven't had this in a long time."

"He came into the Forbidden Forest on his own, so he can't blame anyone else."

The Hundred-Eyed Spider surrounded the two brothers, and the encirclement continued to tighten.

The Weasley brothers were filled with despair, and the regret in their hearts was beyond words.

They shouldn't have gone into such a deep forbidden forest.

They're all going to die here now!

They also raised their wands, attempting to use the spells they possessed to drive away the Hundred-Eyed Spider.

Although their grades were good, they were ultimately just at the student level.

Furthermore, the fear that filled his heart at that moment greatly reduced the effectiveness of the spell.

The magic emanating from the tip of the wand struck the Hundred-Eyed Spiders, but it didn't even burn off many of their long hairs. Instead, it intensified the crimson color in the spiders' eyes, as if they were increasingly aroused by their appetite.

"How should we eat it?"

"I want to eat their eyes."

"I want to eat brains."

"Then I like soft internal organs..."

The wands in the brothers' hands began to tremble.

"Hey Fred, I never thought we'd die like this."

"By Merlin, is this retribution for scaring Ron with spiders?"

"I'd rather kill myself than be eaten by these monsters."

"No, I can't do it myself. How about we help each other?"

Just as the two brothers were pondering how to die a quick death, the Hundred-Eyed Spiders suddenly turned around in unison, their scarlet eyes looking in one direction.

"Ok?"

What day is it today?

"Why are there wizards again?"

Then, Filch's figure came into view of the Hundred-Eyed Spiders and the Weasley brothers.

The Hundred-Eyed Spiders looked disappointed.

"Is he an old man?"

"Sigh, he can't compare to the tender and soft young wizard. The old man is so withered and dry."

Suddenly, they seemed to realize something.

"Um?!"

"No, this old man doesn't have any magical aura."

"He's... what's that called again?"

"He's a Squib?!"

The Hundred-Eyed Spiders grew increasingly disappointed.

"Never mind, having something to eat is better than having nothing to eat."

The Weasley brothers also showed signs of disappointment.

Even the professor would have a hard time dealing with such a monster, let alone Filch, the Squib.

But as the brothers watched Filch approach, an indescribable sense of shame welled up within them.

They saw that letter about the beginner magic correspondence course when they sneaked into Filch's office, and they stole it.

They originally only wanted to show it to a few close friends, but there were just too many people who disliked Filch, and once the secret was leaked, it was impossible to keep it.

In the end, even this letter was posted out...

It's fair to say that they were the instigators of everything Filch encountered.

But now, Filch, this dud, has ventured deep into the Forbidden Forest to rescue them.

The Weasley brothers gritted their teeth, gripped their wands tightly again, and shouted at Filch.

"run!"

"Mr. Filch, run!"

"We'll hold off these monsters. You go find Headmaster Dumbledore, or go directly to Rhine. Only they can save us!"

We'll buy you time!

The brothers' wands unleashed spells once more, hurtling towards the Hundred-Eyed Spider.

Compared to before, their spell power has increased dramatically due to their strengthened belief in protecting others, even to the point of disregarding life and death.

If this were just an ordinary eight-eyed giant spider, perhaps they would still have a chance to injure it.

But now they are facing the Hundred-Eyed Demon Spider, which Rhine has spawned using the Emperor's Essence.

Even in the primordial era, this would be considered a demon, how could their curse possibly shake it?

The Hundred-Eyed Spiders completely ignored the brothers' attacks and began to swarm around Filch.

The next moment, a scent that smelled incredibly sweet to them wafted over, causing all the Hundred-Eyed Spiders to reveal greedy, bloodthirsty eyes.

The Weasley brothers raised their arms, which were slashed and bleeding profusely, and waved them at the Hundred-Eyed Spider.

"come!"

"You want to eat people? Then eat us!"

"If you don't come soon, even more of our blood will flow underground!"

Provoked by this, the Hundred-Eyed Spiders drooled and could no longer restrain themselves, quickly approaching the two brothers.

"Eat, eat these two little wizards."

"It smells so good! Don't waste it, eat even the mud under their feet!"

The Weasley brothers trembled and turned pale, but their eyes were fixed on Filch.

"Run, Mr. Filch, run!"

"Mr. Filch, we're the ones who brought you here. We're so sorry, so very sorry. If we survive, we'll apologize to you properly. Now, run!"

Filch looked at the two brothers, his expression softening considerably.

These two mischievous kids certainly like to cause trouble, but at least they are not lacking in courage and kindness.

Then, his gaze fell upon the Hundred-Eyed Demon Spiders, his expression becoming extremely solemn.

Even though he had temporarily gained some magical power through the Celestial Master's Method, Filch still felt a strong sense of life and death crisis from the Hundred-Eyed Demon Spider.

Perhaps with the magic artifact crafted by Rhine on his body, he could kill a Hundred-Eyed Demon Spider in a one-on-one fight.

But there are at least ten here.

Given his own strength, this meant certain death!

However, if there are talismans, then that's a different story.

With a flick of his wrist, Filch received a Thunder Talisman from Rhine.

At the same time, a deadly move recorded in the Celestial Master's Manual also surfaced in his mind.

Filch suddenly leaped up, stepping on the Seven Stars and the Dipper, his Taoist robe fluttering. He infused his peach wood sword with the power of a Celestial Master and pierced the Heavenly Thunder Talisman with a single strike.

boom!
A thunderous roar erupted in the Forbidden Forest, causing many of the Hundred-Eyed Demon Spiders to feel fear and their bodies to stiffen.

The Weasley brothers looked at Filch in disbelief.

Filch raised his peach wood sword high, the Heavenly Thunder Talisman at its tip burning.

A majestic incantation was also recited from Filch's mouth.

"The Nine Heavens Mysterious Temple transformed into divine thunder."

"The mighty power of Heaven, drawn by the sword."

"Celestial Master Technique - Divine Sword Thunder Control True Art!"

Under the influence of the Heavenly Thunder Talisman, lightning fell from the sky, was attracted by the sword tip, and transformed into leaping lightning on the peach wood sword.

Filch was spitting blood from all seven orifices, enduring immense pressure, and the peach wood sword in his hand felt as heavy as a small mountain.

But he gritted his teeth, growled, and swung his sword.

A burst of lightning roared through the darkness of the Forbidden Forest!
One by one, the Hundred-Eyed Demon Spiders screamed in agony under the lightning. Several were reduced to charcoal, while the others retreated frantically, not daring to approach even a step closer!
After the Hundred-Eyed Spiders were repelled, Filch knelt on one knee, his face as pale as paper, and he swayed precariously.

This strike, which triggered the Heavenly Thunder Talisman, was an extremely heavy burden for him, who had only recently received the Heavenly Master's teachings.

At this moment, the Weasley brothers also realized what was happening and quickly ran over to help Filch.

Seeing Filch's miserable state with blood flowing from all seven orifices, the two men's eyes turned red, and memories of all the pranks and tricks they had played on Filch in the past flashed through their minds.

A thousand words churned in my chest, but shame prevented me from uttering a futile sentence.

"Mr. Filch, I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry..."

"We were wrong..."

But what they heard at that moment was not Filch's complaints or rebukes, but Filch's faint but gradually rising laughter.

The gloomy, stern, and unapproachable aura that had always enveloped Filch was like his disguise, a necessary part of his survival in the wizarding world and his job at Hogwarts.

But now, with this all-out attack, it's as if all the pent-up emotions of so many years have been released in one night.

All the hardships of the past are now just a dream, there's no need to dwell on them.

Filch was determined to cherish this hard-won opportunity.

Only by sparing no effort to enter the path and attain enlightenment can one live up to the struggles of half a lifetime and the kindness of Rhine in spreading the Way!
After a long while, Filch struggled to his feet, shook his head at the Weasley brothers, and looked relieved and at peace.

"It's ok."

"It's just a little bit of wind and frost."

(End of this chapter)