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

Chapter 91: Pure Glass, Harvest Time!
Harry watched in fear as Rhine stroked the cat with skillful technique.

The increasingly enjoyable snoring sound next to his ears sounded like a death sentence to Harry.

"Rhine, when Professor McGonagall wakes up, she won't let you go."

"I'm afraid your Transfiguration homework will have to be increased tenfold!"

Rhine said nonchalantly.

"There's nothing we can do about it. What we've done has already been done."

"If I stop now, will Professor McGonagall not give me more homework?"

"Besides, Hermione has homework and stuff, Harry, do you want to jerk off a bit too?"

Harry thought about it and indeed, it seemed to make sense.

I've already caused trouble. If I don't pet the cat a few times, wouldn't it be all in vain?
Thinking of this, he no longer had any scruples and continued to ravage Professor McGonagall's cheeks.

It was not until Rhine's eyes fell on the system screen that he discovered that Professor McGonagall, in the Animagus state, had slowly transformed his relationship with him from casual acquaintance to close friend.

A line of information immediately appeared.

You and Taoist Cihang had an in-depth discussion on the Way of Transformation. Taoist Cihang demonstrated the Way of Transformation by giving you a personal example.

【Your relationship has reached the level of close friends. 】

[You get a reward—the method of refining the Pure Colored Glass Bottle! ]

【Do you want to claim the reward now? 】

Rhine's heart moved, and he slowly stopped stroking the cat.

Professor McGonagall's eyes finally showed some clarity.

With a leap, she escaped from Rhine's hands and glanced at Rhine hatefully before leaving.

In her teaching career, she had never seen such a daring student!
Harry shuddered.

"Rhine, let me tell you, did you see the look in Professor McGonagall's eyes?"

Rhine saw that the close friendship they had just established had returned to being just casual acquaintances.

But he spread his hands nonchalantly.

Anyway, the reward has been obtained, so do whatever you want.

At this moment, Oliver Wood, Captain of the Gryffindor Quidditch team, hurried over, mumbling in confusion.

"That's strange. Professor McGonagall sent me a message, asking me to wait for her. She said she brought me two good seedlings."

"What about her?"

Rhine grinned.

"Senior Wood, Professor McGonagall is feeling a little unwell and has left first."

"As for the person she's talking about, it should be us."

Wood immediately set his eyes on Rhine and Harry, with a look of amazement in his eyes.

He looked at Harry first.

"Yes, yes, Harry. You're just the right size to be a Seeker."

"Light—agile—we need to get you a decent broom. I'll report to the professor and ask for a Nimbus 2000 or a Seven-Star Sweeper."

Then, Wood's eyes fell on Rhine.

"Rhine Snow, I saw you beat up Flint in the Great Hall. Nice blow!"

"This is the first time I've seen that muscle giant suffer such a huge loss. You're a natural hitter!"

But there was a hint of regret in Wood's eyes.

The batsman is certainly important in the team, but his status is definitely not as high as that of the seeker.

After all, the Golden Snitch is worth 150 points, and every game must end with the Golden Snitch being caught, which determines the unique position of the Seeker.

At this moment, Rhine showed a strange smile.

A natural hitter?
Possessing a divine gift for stickwork, he could swing the bat at will and deliver a more skillful shot than any other batsman in the world.

But he has more than just that.

But there is no need to show it now. I believe the Gryffindor team will be able to see it during Quidditch training.

Wood patted both of their shoulders vigorously.

"With you joining us, I feel we will soon become the strongest Gryffindor Quidditch team in a hundred years."

"The Quidditch championships for the next few years will definitely be ours!"

Rhine shook his head and said slowly.

"Captain Wood, people still have to have some dreams."

"With such a strong lineup, is the goal just to win the college championship?"

"Maybe we can make it to the World Cup, or even win it." Wood choked, looking as if he had seen a ghost.

Immediately, he burst into hearty laughter.

"Yes, yes, maybe we can really make it to the World Cup!"

"By Merlin, that will be a first in the history of Hogwarts. We have made history."

"Boys, you have to train hard then."

After saying this, Wood hurried away to catch up with his next class.

He is already in fifth grade and has the OWLS exams looming.

In the next two years, I will prepare to enter the wizarding world after graduation.

If nothing unexpected happened, his days as Gryffindor Quidditch Captain would not last long.

If he could win one or two house championships, Wood felt that his Quidditch career would have no regrets and could come to an end.

To do this, he must put in his utmost effort.

Looking at Wood's leaving back, Harry said to Rhine.

"He doesn't seem to believe what you just said."

“In fact, I also find it a little unbelievable.”

"Rhine, do you really think we have a chance of qualifying for the World Cup?"

"I don't know Quidditch yet, but I've heard of the World Cup. Many national teams may not qualify for the World Cup once every ten years."

Rhine smiled.

Quidditch was a way for him to expand his social network.

It's just the college championship, which is a bit of a small matter and not worth his efforts.

But if we can make it to the World Cup, big names like Nick Lemay may come to watch the game, which is definitely a good opportunity to make some connections.

If it were just Harry and his team, it would be impossible for them to qualify for the World Cup.

But if the Rhine is added, it may not be impossible.

But he didn't say much, just patted Harry on the shoulder.

“You should always have dreams.”

"Besides, I heard that Durmstrang has a talented Seeker named Viktor Krum. I heard that he has been in contact with the national team this year and may be selected for the national team."

"Harry, I don't think your talent is any worse than his. Your Seeker talent is definitely at the national team level. The World Cup is where you'll be competing."

Harry's eyes lit up.

World Cup?

If Rhine is here, maybe it will work?!

But soon, a deep feeling of fatigue came over him, and Harry really didn't have the energy to think about it anymore.

After returning to the castle, Harry walked towards the common room. He needed to get some rest.

Rhine cast an invisibility spell on himself with ease and walked towards the eighth floor again, ready to enter the Room of Requirement.

But what surprised him was that in the corridor on the eighth floor, Quirrell hurriedly walked out from near the portrait of the giant beating the stupid Barnabas with a stick.

No, judging from the aura it emits, it's not Quirrell. The one controlling this body now should be Voldemort.

How did Voldemort get here?
Could it be that after discovering that Harry had become a Horcrux, Voldemort suddenly had the urge to check the diadem which was at Hogwarts?

Thinking of this, Rhine held his breath.

It wouldn't matter if other plots changed, but if the location of the Horcrux changed, it would be really troublesome.

Fortunately, there was nothing strange on Quirrell's face, and it seemed that he hadn't noticed anything unusual.

He passed by Rhine who was under the Disillusionment Curse.

Perhaps because he was preoccupied with Harry's affairs, or perhaps because Rhine's talent for invisibility combined with the Disillusionment Charm was so effective, Voldemort was completely unaware.

Only after his figure disappeared did Rhine breathe a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, he had not touched the crown before, otherwise Voldemort would probably go crazy now.

Maybe the remaining Horcruxes will be moved to more inaccessible places, which will make it very difficult to find them.

Although Rhine is not afraid of the plot changing, he also does not want to cause unnecessary trouble.

Ravenclaw's Diadem, I'll check it out when Voldemort is no longer busy with these things.

As for now, Rhine has more pressing matters.

Taking a deep breath, he walked into the Room of Requirement again, his eyes falling on the long list of unclaimed rewards on the system screen.

"So now, harvest time!"

(End of this chapter)