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

Quirrell was stunned in front of 102 Spinner's End, feeling like he might have made a mistake.

銆怰emember our domain name: Taiwan Novel Network 鈫?饾搲 饾搶 饾搥 饾挾 饾搩 . 饾捀 鈩?饾搨銆?,"He hesitated.

"Master, are you sure this is the place?"

"Could it be that too much time has passed, and the original 102 Spinner's End has moved away?"

But Voldemort said faintly.

"No mistake, this is it."

This made Quirrell fall into silence.

The last resort Voldemort spoke of was to have himself come to this Stripping Male Nanny Club?

What the hell is this!

But after a moment, Quirrell activated his Ravenclaw's clever brain, and his eyes suddenly lit up, with a guess.

Wait, Stripping Male Nanny Club, no decent person would come here, right?

That is to say, this place is very likely to avoid the Aurors' sight.

And Dumbledore and his Order of the Phoenix members, it is even more impossible for them to come here.

In other words, this place is very safe.

From this point of view, it is very suitable as a cover for a secret stronghold!

So Quirrell suddenly realized.

How could the place that Voldemort regards as the last resort really be a Stripping Male Nanny Club?

This must be a secret stronghold of the Death Eaters, or some extremely ancient society!

Immediately, Quirrell no longer hesitated, with a look of penetrating everything on his face, and strode in.

Inside was a smoky group of club members, and there were people dancing eye-burning dances on the stage.

Quirrell only glanced at it, and felt the acid in his stomach churning.

But he became even more convinced of his guess.

That's right!

I must have guessed right!

This place where normal people can't stay is the perfect place to hide some mysterious organization!

Maybe among these people, there are old monsters who have lived for hundreds of years, and some ancient society members hidden in history.

Perhaps Voldemort was once a member of this ancient society, but later left the society due to some conflicts!

Now, is it finally going to reappear?

Quirrell asked Voldemort in a low voice in his mind.

"Master, what do I need to do?"

Voldemort's voice was a little strange.

"Do you see the person dancing disgustingly on the stage?"

Quirrell nodded.

"Of course."

Voldemort's voice was calm.

"Very good."

"Now you go to the stage."

Quirrell took a deep breath, his heart beating faster, and squeezed through the crowd according to Voldemort's words, and came to the stage.

"Master, then what?"

Voldemort said coldly.

"Jump on the stage, knock down the person who is dancing, and strip off his costume."

Quirrell was taken aback.

What is this for?

Could it be a special process to enter this secret organization?

Never mind, let's do it!

The next moment, in the exclamations of the crowd, Quirrell turned over and jumped onto the stage, and with a neat Stunning Spell, knocked down the wizard who was dancing, and endured the nausea to strip off his costume.

Voldemort's voice rarely contained praise for him.

"Very good, Quirrell, very good."

"Your aptitude is even beyond my expectations."

Quirrell clenched his fists, his eyes showing excitement, and then he ushered in Voldemort's next instruction.

"Put this costume on yourself."

"According to what I said, twist your hips, three circles to the left, three circles to the right, the strength must be appropriate, there must be a charming feeling."

"Yes, very good, Quirrell, you are doing much better than I expected."

"You really have talent!"

Although Quirrell didn't understand what these actions meant, but Voldemort said so, it must have a profound meaning.

Finally, under Voldemort's guidance, Quirrell's movements became more and more charming, and there was a burst of whistles and cheers from the stage, and Voldemort's instructions also came to the end.

"Take off your pants, take it out, and spin around."

"While spinning around, whistle at them, and then say鈥擝ig Bird Spin!"

Quirrell's face instantly became blank.

No.

What the hell?

Are you speaking the language of humans?

In public, do, do such a thing?!

Voldemort shouted in Quirrell's mind.

"Quirrell, this is necessary to achieve great achievements!"

"Think about how much you have already paid, for the greater good!"

Quirrell took a deep breath and gritted his teeth.

Could it be that this is also one of the conditions for joining this secret society?

If you want to join the society, you must show that you have abandoned your shame and only pursue more powerful power and magic?

Okay, okay!!!

I, Quirrell, will also show my determination today!

The next moment鈥?,""Big Bird Spin!"

Along with Quirrell's actions, the cheers in the club almost lifted the roof.

One Galleon after another and Silver Sickles were thrown onto the stage.

Then, a thick money bag was thrown up.

An old wizard gave a weird smile.

"He's mine!"

Quirrell also smiled.

Is this a member of the society?

Did I pass?

Were the members of the society just vying for me, hoping that I, a talented and beautiful jade, can cooperate with them?

But immediately afterwards, he heard the news from Voldemort that was like a bolt from the blue.

"Great!"

"This old thing is the patriarch of an ancient family, there must be good things in his house!"

"Quirrell, your efforts are worth it, now you only need to please him, and you can get some precious items from his house, and everything will be solved!"

Quirrell was stunned.

"? ? ?"

"What?"

"What are you saying?!"

Voldemort's voice also carried incomprehension.

"What do you want to ask?"

Quirrell's face suddenly turned pale.

"Isn't this some ancient society, a secret stronghold?"

"Is this really a Stripping Male Nanny Club?"

"Was what I just did not an entrance exam, but a striptease to please this group of perverts?"

"Voldemort, I curse your mother!"

"Don't you usually control my body? You're so good at it, why didn't you take over just now?"

Being scolded by Quirrell pointing his finger at him, Voldemort was uncharacteristically a little guilty, and stammered.

"Guiding you to dance is different from dancing myself. Your losing face is different from my losing face, can't you see that?"

"Alright, Quirrell, you've already danced, don't think so much about it."

"If we don't get what we want next, then you really danced for nothing!"

Just as Quirrell wanted to say something, he suddenly widened his eyes.

It turned out that the old wizard had already taken his hand and was planning to take him away.

As for the part he was holding鈥?,"A sharp scream erupted in Quirrell's mind.

"Voldemort!!!"

"You remember this, when you make your comeback, if you don't give me a core position among the Death Eaters, if you don't kill everyone here, I'll tell everyone everything!!!"

鈥?,"Inside the Myriad Treasure Pavilion.

Rhine's eyes revealed a hint of fatigue, but his face showed a bit of joy.

The deduction of the Divine Dao technique was finally complete.

Although it was extremely rudimentary, it could indeed allow cultivators to absorb the power of faith from living beings to cultivate.

As long as there was a sufficient supply of the power of faith, the speed of cultivation would be extremely terrifying!

However, Rhine himself could not cultivate this technique, and among the people around him, Rhine had not yet found a suitable existence to cultivate the Divine Dao method.

After thinking for a moment, Rhine raised his hand, and a statue with a blurred face appeared in the Myriad Treasure Pavilion.

The statue seemed to emit an invisible suction force, sucking in the gathered power of faith from living beings.

Rhine nodded slightly.

"For the time being, use this statue to absorb the power of faith from living beings."

"When a suitable candidate for the Divine Dao method is found, this statue can be transformed into his appearance, and the power of faith within can be used by him."

"Even if one is never found, after absorbing a certain amount of the power of faith, in a sense, the statue itself may develop spirituality and become a deity!"

"In any case, at least this power of faith from living beings will not be wasted鈥"

Just as Rhine nodded in satisfaction, suddenly, after a long time, faint chaotic characters exploded on the system screen again.

銆怸ou gather the power of faith from living beings, touch the Divine Dao, and even have the thought of conferring divinity銆?,"銆怲his act interferes with the layout of the Sages, above the Nine Heavens, the Sages are furious!銆?,"Seeing this line of characters, Rhine's eyes suddenly lit up.

What?

The Sages are furious?

That is to say, the Old Ones lurking behind the magical world are angry?

A look of anticipation immediately appeared on his face.

Angry?

Good, good!

Quick, quick, quickly give me another Old One projection!

The last Dagon projection allowed me to obtain a drop of Dagon's blood, which is a great main ingredient for refining the Myriad Demon Golden Pill.

If I can get a few more drops of similar Old One blood, when the Myriad Demon Golden Pill is refined, the effect will definitely be extraordinary.

It just so happens that Rhine's strength has greatly improved compared to last time, so even stronger Old One projections are no problem.

At this time, Rhine already felt that a crazy aura was beginning to appear in the magical world.

It was a bit similar to the feeling before the Dagon projection appeared.

Rhine licked his lips.

"Come on, come on!"

"Come on, everyone!"

"I haven't seen you in a long time!"

Only after a moment, those crazy auras seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly began to withdraw, giving up the plan to descend the projection.

Rhine was stunned there, uttering a cry of disbelief.

"What's wrong?"

"Great Old Ones, I am your fan, can't we meet?"

"Ah, your tentacles are so sinuous and graceful, your eyes are so bright and piercing, can you let me admire them again!"

Only the more Rhine shouted, the faster the crazy aura withdrew, disappearing from the magical world in the blink of an eye.

Rhine spat.

"Tsk, a bunch of cowards!"

He sneered.

If there were any Old Ones willing to pay a huge price now to descend their true bodies, even if it was only a part, he would be in a lot of trouble.

Even if his methods were heaven-defying, the gap in power was too great, and he would be overwhelmed by brute force.

At most, he could only rely on the characteristics of blood rebirth to try to escape from the hands of the Old Ones.

But now, the Old Ones are unwilling to descend even a projection.

Instead, it gave Rhine more time to develop.

At his speed, as time goes by, he will only develop to a degree that even the Old Ones cannot understand.

It can be said that every minute, every second, the so-called return of the ancients is getting closer and closer, but instead, it is playing Rhine's triumphal song!

He shook his head.

"The wrath of the Old Ones is nothing more than this."

But then, Rhine turned his attention to the top-level musical Dao divine power on the system screen鈥擣uxi Divine Sky Resonance.

This top-level musical Dao divine power has been in his hands for some time, and now that he has obtained the musical Dao-related talent of 'Resounding Through the Clouds', and has obtained the body of the Willow Immortal before its transformation, it is enough to create a good zither.

Then it is time to start studying this divine power.

In the next moment, Rhine's mind sank into this divine power.

An unimaginable chaotic figure appeared in Rhine's field of vision.

This figure stood on a towering, magnificent tree that reached the sky and earth.

Rhine's heart suddenly trembled.

"This is鈥"

"Tongtian Jianmu?"

"Fuxi! ?"

At this time, the Fuxi figure seemed to have vaguely sensed something and cast a glance in the direction where Rhine was.

Then, he plucked the strings, and the zither sounded.

The world was shocked!

It was鈥?,"Fuxi Divine Sky Resonance!