People are in Hogwarts, What the hell is the flood system?

A Firestorm incantation cleared the way, golden flames swept out, its power majestic.

Compared to Rhine's last use on the Black Lake, the power of the Gubaraithe Fire, transformed from the Fiendfyre Curse through reverse engineering, had clearly increased by more than just a little.

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Moreover, due to the characteristics of the Gubaraithe Fire, the duration of the flames was greatly extended, and it could be combined with Fire Manipulation, Transfiguration, and other techniques.

In terms of practicality, it was also greatly increased compared to before.

But Rhine still shook his head.

This change in the Firestorm incantation was almost entirely brought about by the Gubaraithe Fire, and the Patronus Charm was not integrated into it.

Although the power had increased, it still had not touched the essence of the Firestorm incantation.

The Patronus, that is the core of this magic.

Next, Rhine continued to experiment, exploring how to use the Patronus Charm in conjunction with the Gubaraithe Fire and Transfiguration to cast a true Firestorm incantation.

However, until the evening, when Rhine came out of the Room of Requirement, he still hadn't grasped the key.

On the way back to the dormitory, Rhine took a deep breath.

"After all, it is one of the most powerful spells in the entire magical world, Dumbledore's signature magic. Even with my quick wit, exploring it alone without guidance will take some time."

"If Dumbledore could impart the key, then I should be able to understand it extremely quickly鈥"

After a moment, Rhine shook his head.

"Old Dumbledore should be busy with the arrangement of the Savior Gauntlet game now. I heard that the incident of the troll appearing in Hogwarts before has also caused some stir in public opinion."

"He's very busy, how could he have time to pay attention to me?"

"Forget it, I'll spend some spare time tinkering with it, just consider it relaxation."

So, in the following days, in addition to attending classes, cleaning the Restricted Section, and accompanying Ron to practice Wizard's Chess, Rhine spent almost all his spare time writing and drawing in a notebook, occasionally frowning, as if troubled by some difficult problem.

Hermione, Harry, and Ron looked at Rhine, who disappeared after class and didn't know where he went, with worried expressions in their eyes.

Hermione said decisively.

"This is not normal."

"I've never seen Rhine so concerned about anything. He's an extraordinary genius, and no magic has ever stumped him, let alone stump him for days."

Harry also nodded repeatedly, adding.

"Unless this magic is extraordinary, but even such a difficult Transfiguration couldn't stump Rhine, what kind of magic could it be?"

"I mean, could it be the kind of deepest and most powerful Dark Arts that Professor Quirrell talked about?"

"Ron, Rhine has been disappearing frequently lately, only returning late at night. You spend the most time with him, do you know where he's been going lately?"

Ron shuddered suddenly, lowering his voice.

"I know, it's the library, but not the area Hermione usually goes to, but a deeper place."

"Malfoy's father gave Rhine a pass to the Restricted Section, Rhine goes there every day!"

The three of them simultaneously showed worried expressions.

Hermione stood up, her anxious expression already overflowing.

"We have to do something."

"Professor Quirrell already said that studying Dark Arts can corrupt the soul."

Ron also paced back and forth.

"But we all know what kind of person Rhine is. He's too opinionated. Even the words of a professor can't make Rhine change his mind."

"If he's obsessed with something, Rhine will never give up until he figures it out."

"Unless there's an absolute authority that Rhine trusts鈥"

"What do you think about Professor McGonagall?"

Harry's mind flashed with the image of Professor McGonagall being petted like a cat by Rhine, and he shook his head violently.

"No way."

"Rhine isn't afraid of Professor McGonagall."

"If we want to persuade him, we probably have to find Headmaster Dumbledore."

"Let's go now!"

鈥?鈥?,"Library, Restricted Section.

Rhine skillfully cleaned the dust off the restricted books while continuing to ponder the key to integrating the Patronus Charm with other magic.

At the same time, his gaze swept deep into the Restricted Section.

Over the past few days, his understanding of the Patronus Charm had become much deeper.

On the Thirty-Sixth Grade Lotus, although Pangu showed no signs of taking shape, the lotus was even more lifelike.

Deep in the Restricted Section, the call of that ancient magic flashed again.

"As expected, it's related to the Patronus Charm, this ancient magic."

"Perhaps when my Patronus is completely manifested, this call will become clearer."

Immediately, Rhine picked up hundreds of cleaned restricted books and walked towards the outside of the Restricted Section.

Over the past few days, he had cleaned nearly five hundred restricted books.

In a few more days, he would have collected a thousand, and then he would be able to become close friends with Madam Pince, and the Demon Refining Pill formula would be in hand.

Rhine had already consumed the remaining two Flying Tiger Golden Pills in the past few days.

Although the effect was still there, it had begun to decline, and the two combined were not as good as the first one.

With Rhine's mastery of alchemy, he naturally understood that this was because the level of the Flying Tiger Pill was still too low.

After all, it was just a low-level standard pill attached to the Flying Tiger Art of War. If he hadn't refined it into a golden pill with his profound alchemy skills, the effect would probably have been even worse.

But the Demon Refining Pill formula was different.

This was produced by the guarding immortals stationed in the demon cave by the Chan Sect, and the level was much higher than the Flying Tiger Pill.

If it could be made into a pill, it would be of great benefit to Rhine!

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Just as Rhine was thinking about this, his gaze fell on a figure outside the Restricted Section.

It was not Madam Pince, but a tall, white-haired figure.

As Rhine's gaze swept over, the blue eyes under the glasses worn by the figure were also sizing up Rhine.

On the system light screen, lines of information suddenly refreshed.

[You once again fought your way out of the demon cave, your clothes stained with blood, your murderous aura soaring to the sky]

[But the guarding immortal outside the demon cave is nowhere to be seen. Instead, there is a white-browed old man with a tall crown and wide sleeves, unfathomable]

[You recognize that this is the Grand Disciple of the Yuanshi Tianzun above the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect鈥攖he Antarctic Immortal Weng. This immortal's cultivation is earth-shattering, and he masters the secrets of heaven. He can compete with the Duobao Daoist of the Intercept Sect]

[The Antarctic Immortal Weng's arrival this time is at the behest of Nezha, Lei Zhenzi, Deng Chanyu, and others, who are worried that you have been fighting in the demon cave for days, fearing that the murderous aura will stain your Dao heart, causing a promising talent to fall into a heterodox path, so they came specifically to give you guidance]

[If you are truly deeply immersed in the evil path, the Antarctic Immortal Weng will not hesitate to use thunderous means to give you a head start!]

Rhine was stunned for a moment, and then realized it, feeling a burst of laughter and tears.

So Dumbledore ran over late at night because Harry and the others invited him, afraid that he was indulging in Dark Arts in the Restricted Section?

In addition, Dumbledore should also be afraid of another Voldemort, so he came to test him?

After laughing and crying, Rhine narrowed his eyes.

Speaking of which, this was his first private contact with Dumbledore.

Perhaps鈥?,"This could be an opportunity?!

Immediately, Rhine looked at Dumbledore.

"Headmaster Dumbledore, why are you here?"

"It's so late, why are you still coming to the Restricted Section?"

Dumbledore showed a gentle smile, teasing.

"It's so late, Rhine, aren't you here too?"

"So, is there anything you want to say to me?"

Rhine paused, his expression tangled several times.

"Headmaster, I don't know if I should say it."

"Will you be angry?"

Dumbledore showed an encouraging look.

"Of course not, you can tell me anything, my duty is to listen to the students' words."

"Yes, I promise not to leak it, and I won't be angry. You don't have to have these concerns."

Rhine nodded, took a deep breath, and then looked at Dumbledore seriously.

"Headmaster, it's so late, you shouldn't come here."

"You should know that although the magic in the Restricted Section is powerful, it will never be as powerful as one kind of magic鈥攖he magic of love."

"You're old, you should rest well and shouldn't read these extreme books."

As he spoke, Rhine pulled out a copy of "The Tales of Beedle the Bard" from a nearby bookshelf and handed it to Dumbledore.

"I think this book is more suitable for your age."

Dumbledore suddenly froze there.

"?"

No, why does this sound so familiar?

Isn't this the line he prepared?

Rhine, are you rebelling against the heavens?!