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

Chapter 89: The Curse of Death, the Changed Plot

Watching the mermaid leader disappear into the water of the Black Lake, Rhine's eyes showed satisfaction.

The two talents he got from the mermaid chief are both very useful to him.

There is no need to say much about the spirit of dragons, which is an important piece of the puzzle of talent in Rhine's imagination.

As for the water-controlling Ruyi, Rhine has already experienced the wonderful use of the fire-controlling Ruyi.

Whether it is preparing potions, refining pills, or combining with the fire spell, the effect is excellent. For Rhine, its importance is second only to obtaining talents such as the Vajra Body and the Seven Apertures Heart.

If the water control goes smoothly, I think Rhine will not be disappointed.

What's more, in the ancient times, people always emphasized the cooperation of water and fire, and the integration of yin and yang.

If the Fire Control Ruyi and the Water Control Ruyi could be smelted together, there might be a chance to smelt out a talent that encompasses both water and fire, which would definitely be better than two separate talents.

Another thought emerged in his mind.

I also have talents related to controlling the earth veins, such as the agility of farming, the earth spirit, and the ability to control wind and thunder...

If you try your best and refine these talents together, if you are lucky, you may be able to refine an extraordinary talent, or even achieve the Vajra Body!
If this really works, Rhine's strength will definitely undergo another qualitative change.

Even Rhine would hesitate to invest so much talent at once.

If it succeeds, it will be a huge profit, but what if the smelting fails?

He can only keep the strongest talent, and all other talents are lost. Rhine will probably be in great pain!

"I still need to improve my luck and have some security before I dare to do this."

"You can try the Felicity Potion, but it's better to get that reward first."

"After destroying a Horcrux, you can gain luck from Voldemort. Then you will be almost certain of winning."

Thoughts flashed through his mind, and Rhine also took a deep look at the Black Lake.

After refining his talents again and producing more talents comparable to those that can reach the level of Diamond Body, perhaps he would be able to enter the Black Lake and investigate the matter of the giant squid.

After all, this thing is related to the Big Four, and may involve deeper secrets of the Harry Potter world. What's more, it has to go deep into the bottom of the lake or even the seabed, so Rhine doesn't dare to be so unscrupulous.

What's more, the storm has gradually dissipated now. Rhine estimated that Hermione, Harry and others on the shore must be waiting anxiously.

The harvest this time is already very rich, so I won’t stay here any longer.

At this moment, Rhine caught sight of a shiny object out of the corner of his eye. It was the pendant that Malfoy had thrown into the Black Lake.

He picked it up casually, and the next moment, Rhine urged the flying broom, changed direction, broke through the mist that was still hanging over the Black Lake, and rushed straight out.

At this time, Harry and Malfoy, who had been sent out of the storm by Rhine earlier, were still covered in frost, their faces were blue from the cold, and they were surrounded by people.

Hermione conjured up a cluster of blue flames, which heated their clothes. The slight warmth finally made them open their eyes.

As soon as they opened their eyes, Hermione stared at them with a hoarse voice and red eyes.

"Where's Rhine?"

"Where is he? What happened to him?"

Harry lowered his head, his eyes were red, and his fingers clenched deeply into the mud on the shore, as if he wanted to dig his fingers into the ground.

It felt like something was stuck in his throat, and he couldn't say a word. It became difficult to breathe.

Malfoy on the side was also in a state of disarray. He suddenly covered his head and his voice became hoarse.

"He cleared the way for us and got us out."

"He himself, he didn't come out..."

Hermione felt as if she was hit by an Unforgivable Curse. She stumbled backwards in a daze, her mind going blank.

His usually quick mind was now unable to compose any words and he could only repeat himself numbly.

"impossible."

"Rhine can't possibly die."

"This is impossible……"

At this time, the Slytherin Quidditch players who were knocked down from the sky by Rhine limped to their feet.

They also made a stretcher and carried Flint, who had broken arms and legs.

Flint, who was grimacing in pain, smiled when he heard the news of Rhine's "death", as if even the pain in his body was gone.

"The Mudblood is dead?"

"He deserves it. Who allowed him to be so brazen?" "See? Even Black Lake couldn't stand it anymore and a storm broke out. Perhaps this was the intention of the Big Four..."

Before he could finish his words, Hermione, Ron and Malfoy almost simultaneously erupted in furious roars.

"Shut up!"

Three spells were hurled at him, only to be blocked by the Slytherin Quidditch players.

They raised their wands with bared teeth.

"Why, do you want to fight again?"

"That mudblood is gone. Do you think you can defeat us?"

At this moment, a feeling of palpitations suddenly arose in everyone's heart.

Harry gripped the wand tightly, his knuckles turning white. Perhaps it was from the previous injury, or perhaps it was from the excessive grief that he unknowingly clenched his palm and blood dripped down the holly wand.

His emerald green eyes had turned into a dark green color.

That feeling was like a snake, emitting a cold aura.

Harry swore he had never felt this way in the past eleven years.

Such sadness, such rage, that his mood was now unusually calm.

Harry had only one thought in his mind as he looked at Flint's evil face in his mind.

He must be punished!
Harry raised his wand, and from the scar on his forehead seemed to flow a cold magic, powerful and cruel.

Use the shadowless magic?

Harry shook his head, as if someone was talking to him in his mind.

"No, it's not enough. It's too cheap for him."

"To deal with such a filthy and stupid thing, a more cruel spell is needed."

"What is that spell?"

"A very powerful spell that can make him disappear forever. You can do it. You have such power."

"Come, repeat after me, Avada..."

Just as Harry was whispering the spell that inexplicably popped up in his mind, the cold magic power surged into the wand.

Suddenly, a familiar voice reached Harry's ears, and a hand grasped Harry's wand.

"Harry, wake up."

Harry was stunned for a moment, and everyone was stunned too, looking at the figure riding a broomstick and flying into the crowd.

"Rhine?"

Rhine jumped off the broom, rubbed Hermione's head vigorously, patted Ron's shoulder, then took the wand from Harry and smiled brightly.

"Harry, can I borrow your wand?"

The next second, Rhine shook his holly wand, as if to shake off some dirt, and then shot a huge golden-red firework into the sky.

A lion roared proudly in the fireworks, then turned into falling sparks, landing on the Slytherin Quidditch players, burning them so hard that they screamed and got blisters one after another.

Flint's mouth was burned like a sausage, and he probably wouldn't be able to speak for a long time.

Rhine said contemptuously.

"Looks like the Slytherin Quidditch team will have to use substitutes this year."

The little lions laughed heartily, and Harry laughed too, and the cold feeling quickly faded away.

Rhine narrowed his eyes and glanced at the tower in the distance.

There, Quirrell's eyes were fixed on Harry, a look of horror and shock.

He, or rather Voldemort who was living in him, finally figured out one thing.

"That child..."

"Is there a fragment of my soul on you?"

"He's my seventh Horcrux?!"

　Today's update may be less, I will try to write two more chapters before 12 o'clock. I am really tired after more than 20 hours on the green train, sorry.

　　
　
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