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

Chapter 128: A Sword's Light Is Thirty Thousand Miles Away! You Must Hold On!
A smug smile appeared on Quirrell's face.

After he experienced the dark magic used by Voldemort last time, his dark magic skills also improved greatly.

I don't believe that Rhine won't be killed by the fall, even if it's intentional.

But at this moment, Rhine frowned.

Lucius Malfoy's talent for seeking profit and avoiding harm made him feel something strange, as if someone was trying to make trouble behind his back.

At the same time, a new message appeared on the system.

On the eve of the sect competition, you suddenly felt a chill down your spine, feeling a deep evil intent firmly locked around you. It was none other than the incarnation of Taoist Duobao!

[Last time he used the magic fire, you managed to escape, but he was the one who lost his vitality. With his vengeful nature, and since he suspects you already know his identity, how could he let it go?]

[Using this opportunity of the sect competition, he will strike again, and this time he vows to crush you to pieces!]

[System reminder, plans have changed. Although cultivation requires competition, saving one's life is still the top priority. It is recommended that the host withdraw from the sect competition!]

But Rhine was stunned at first, and then his eyes lit up again.

Is Quirrell going to attack him again?

This is great!
Rhine had previously refined a wave of talents. The talent of reversing the five elements and returning to the sea of ​​origin was awesome, but it directly made the blessings and virtues he had accumulated for so long go back to the time before liberation.

Now Quirrell wants to take advantage of the Quidditch match to attack Rhine, which means that he will finally appear in Rhine's sight.

A smile appeared on Rhine's lips.

As for the system's suggestion to give up the sect competition, Rhine ignored it.

Quirrell has already delivered the food to his door, so if Rhine still gives up, it would be too disrespectful to Quirrell.

A moment later, bright red fonts appeared on the system screen.

[Your heart is as strong as iron, and your words are as clear as steel.]

My path is to fight. How can a few thorns blocking my way make me retreat?

[With the Great Dao before us, even the incarnation of Duobao Daoist can only contend! ]

[He is truly born with a talent for cultivating the Dao, and is worthy of being praised by both the Guardian Immortal and the South Pole Immortal as possessing an invincible Daoist heart.]

Rhine was speechless for a while, ignoring the erratic system, and instead thought about how to use force on Quirrell and Voldemort during the Quidditch match.

Going directly at Quirrell would be too obvious. What method would be better?
Then, Rhine looked at Harry's desk and saw a book called "Magical Quidditch".

"Harry, where did this book come from?"

Harry said.

"Oh, this one, Hermione lent it to me before, it's really interesting."

"Did you know, Rhine, that there are seven hundred fouls in Quidditch, and they all occurred in a World Cup match in 1473!"

"Merlin, I was shocked when I saw it. They say that game lasted three months!"

When Harry said this, Rhine's eyes brightened a little.

"Seven hundred fouls?"

"Let me take a look!"

Immediately, Rhine picked up the book "Magical Quidditch" and opened the detailed rules section, which occupied more than two-thirds of the book.

Besides the rules that almost everyone in the wizarding world knows—each team consists of seven official players: one goalkeeper, two beaters, three chasers, and one seeker. Throwing a Quaffle scores ten points, and the seeker wins an additional 150 points for catching the Golden Snitch. The game ends only when the Golden Snitch is caught...

There are also many more foul details that cannot be seen in the original book, such as deliberate collisions, malicious elbows, taking flying potions before the game, etc.

But Rhine soon discovered the loophole.

Although there are regulations that it will be counted as a foul if a batsman maliciously injures a spectator with a Bludger, as long as the Bludger is not hit at the spectator but flies over by itself, it is not a foul at all and the spectator can only be considered unlucky.

There have been many such accidents in history, where the reckless Bludger has crashed into the audience, injuring or even killing the unlucky spectators.

Rhine smiled.

Quirrell has been so unlucky recently. He was struck by lightning not long ago, and this happened in public.

Compared to being struck by lightning, being hit on the back of the head by a Bludger doesn't seem so strange, right?
[In order to deal with the incarnation of Duobao Taoist, you borrowed an ancient book from Nezha, hoping to escape from the incarnation of Duobao Taoist.]

[However, Duobao Taoist's power is comparable to that of nature, and no secret method can be effective against him. Moreover, with your weak cultivation, even if you have a powerful secret method, it will be difficult to use it.]

[But even if there is a glimmer of hope, you are unwilling to give up]

The road ahead is long and full of wind and frost. You must be determined and immerse yourself in the secret method, vowing to forge a path through the wind and snow!

……

Three days passed in a blink of an eye.

Hogwarts was bustling that day, and the restaurant was filled with the tempting smell of grilled sausages during breakfast.

Everyone was looking forward to an exciting Quidditch match, and even the deans of several colleges brought binoculars to watch the game.

Harley put on full makeup early and wore the same school uniform as her mother did back then.

Compared to the original book where he was so nervous that he couldn't even eat, after experiencing the three-headed dog, the devil's snare, and biting cabbage, although Harry was very much looking forward to it, he was not that nervous.

He was eating sausages, checking his lip gloss in the makeup mirror to see if it had faded, and waving to Snape.

"Professor, cheer me on!"

Snape stared at Harry blankly, as if relieved.

He hated the athletic student James Potter the most, but if it was the athletic student Lily Evans, it would be perfect!

Merlin, thank God, Harry is playing Quidditch in women's clothing. She is indeed different from that gorilla James!
By eleven o'clock, it seemed as if the entire school had gathered in the surrounding stands, the seats practically lifted into the air. In the Gryffindor stands, a huge banner was hoisted, with the words "Rhine and Harry Will Win" written on it.

There is also a big Gryffindor lion painted below. Hermione even cast a spell to make the lion seem alive, as if it is cheering for the Gryffindor team.

At the same time, Rhine, Harley and the others had already changed into their bright red uniforms in the locker room.

It is worth mentioning that George, who was originally the batsman, was replaced by Rhine, and the two batsmen became Rhine and Fred.

As for the reason why George was replaced...

He tried to make another troll dungbomb, but was given detention by an enraged Professor McGonagall, who also banned him from playing Quidditch.

"It's okay, Rhine. We've all seen you play. The way you hit Flint was beautiful. Just play like that and beat the Slytherins hard!"

Rhine smiled.

"Don't worry, I will beat up the old Slytherin senior so badly that he won't dare come to the Quidditch field again!"

Wood and the others all laughed out loud, and even the three Chaser girls laughed happily.

And amidst the laughter, as the process was completed, Madam Huo Qi blew her silver whistle vigorously.

Fifteen flying brooms from both teams, including the referee, eleven of which were the latest Nimbus 2000s, took off at the same time and rose high into the sky.

In the front row of the stands, Quirrell's eyes were filled with excitement.

He had the best view here, no annoying streamers or banners, and he could focus entirely on watching the Rhine and maintaining the curse.

He will make Rhine fall down and smash to pieces soon!

But when Quirrell was looking at Rhine, Rhine's eyes also swept over Quirrell.

A strange look flashed across his eyes.

Just then, a black Bludger came whizzing by, trying to knock Gryffindor Chaser Angelina Johnson off her broom.

She grabbed the Quaffle right at the start of the game, which attracted the Bludger's attention.

But the next moment, Rhine swung the bat in his hand.

This thing is definitely not as good as the ancient staff in terms of quality, but with Rhine's superb stick skills, it can be said that there has never been a batsman in the entire history of Quidditch who knows how to hit better than Rhine!
A dimensionality reduction attack from the ancient times!
The Bludger disappeared in an instant.

Angelina whistled loudly.

"Pretty!"

The commentator Lee Jordan on the sidelines also expressed his admiration.

"Perfect strike, Rhian Snow, the Beater of Gryffindor, struck a beautiful blow, and the Bludgers were beaten out of existence, just as he had beaten Flint and those pesky Slytherins out of the tournament last time—"

"Well, I'm sorry, Professor McGonagall, but I still have to say that this is an objective fact."

"Let's get back to the game..."

"Oh, wait, wait, what's flying over here?"

"A Bludger, it's a Bludger that got shot away, and it's flying towards the audience!"

"Its goal is..."

The next second, the defenseless Quirrell was hit hard on the ribs by the Bludger, making a cracking sound.

I'm afraid two ribs are broken.

Qi Luo's eyes went dark, and his face was filled with a look of shock.

"no?"

"Before being struck by lightning, and now being hit by a Bludger?"

"Are you kidding me? Why do all these bad things happen to me?!"

But after stumbling, Quirrell still covered his ribs and cast a healing spell on himself, staring at the sky.

"I can't leave."

"It's all Rhine. It must be this annoying little wizard. He's the one who made me so unlucky."

"I'm going to kill him today. If you have the guts, let the Bludger kill me. Otherwise, I won't leave!"

Lee Jordan cheered.

"Look!"

"Professor Quirrell, who was hit by the Bludger, must have broken some ribs, but he cast a healing spell on himself and continued to watch the game!"

"The great Quidditch spirit and the indomitable Professor Quirrell!!!"

At this moment, Rhine looked at Quirrell who refused to leave, and then felt the blessing falling on him, and a look of joy appeared on his face.

Okay, keep at it!
Professor Quirrell, you must hold on a little longer!
At this moment, new information was refreshed on the system screen.

[The sect competition begins. You take the stage first. Your aloof figure draws attention, and then—]

[You actually took the initiative to attack, pointing your sword at the Duobao Taoist possessed Golden Immortal! ]

[Uncle Master, please recruit! ]

[As soon as the words fell, the sword energy spread out in all directions, and the sword's light was as cold as thirty thousand miles! ]

　3k chapters. I can't bear it any longer, I will continue tomorrow.

　　
　
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