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

Chapter 133: The Power of Divine Power, Eight-Nine Mysterious Skills
Boom!

The sky above Hogwarts was suddenly covered with dark clouds, not knowing whether it was because of the emergence of the demon refining elixir or because Rhine used his three-headed and eight-armed magical power for the first time.

The starry sky dimmed and it was pitch dark.

Only the occasional flash of lightning among the dark clouds can briefly break the darkness.

Quirrell, who had just been beaten up by the Bludgers for the entire Quidditch match, suddenly sat up in bed.

The familiar numb feeling emerged from the top of my head again.

Having been struck by lightning twice, he certainly knew that this was a sign of being struck by lightning.

Voldemort was awakened from his deep sleep again and let out an unwilling roar.

"Why are you here again?"

"What's going on at Hogwarts this year? Why does it always get struck by lightning?"

After a moment, he had already mastered Quirrell's body and ran away desperately, clenching his fists and roaring in a low voice.

"Dumbledore, it must be him!"

"Did he embezzle funds for Hogwarts' renovations and remove the lightning protection magic?"

"You old thing, just wait for me, you deserve to die!"

……

At this moment, Rhine was completely unaware of Voldemort's frustration and unwillingness.

All his attention was focused on the three-headed, eight-armed magical power.

This magical power truly lived up to its name, its power was so immense that it far exceeded Rhine's imagination.

When it was running, Rhine suddenly felt that his power was rising rapidly.

Even his height and body shape became taller and taller amidst the series of crackling sounds.

In the blink of an eye, Rhine's original size had grown to a size taller than the half-blood giant Hagrid.

His neck, ribs, and back all felt itchy, as if something was trying to come out of them.

Soon, two more heads and six arms appeared around Rhine!

Rhine's face also changed because of this.

His black hair danced wildly and his face looked like a devil, as if a god from the nine heavens had fallen into the human world. Just looking at him was terrifying.

An extremely fierce fighting spirit then burst out from Rhine's body.

Rhine roared wildly, feeling a surge of unbearable power all over his body.

He threw out a punch casually, and his wish was granted. Sonic booms sounded in the house, and the air seemed to be blown up by Rhine!
With one step, the whole house shook and deep cracks appeared on the ground.

And when Rhine's arms danced with the staff, the emperor in the staff descended, and an aura that was much more domineering and murderous than before condensed on the long staff.

The magic that keeps the Room of Requirement running seemed to feel threatened at this moment, and the space was shaking!
Fortunately, Rhine controlled the urge to vent in time, and the stick did not fall after all.

Otherwise, he had a feeling that the current Room of Requirement might not be able to withstand it and might even collapse!
He looked at his arms.

"Is this the Three Heads and Eight Arms Divine Power?"

"Strong, so strong!"

"In this state, he can easily kill me. Even if I had attained the Vajra Body, I wouldn't be able to withstand it. One punch would break my defense, two would leave me seriously injured and dying, and three would shatter me to pieces and I would definitely die!"

"If you use stick or sword techniques, the evil spirit will sweep over..."

Rhine took a deep breath, his eyes shining with excitement.

"Three or five of the people I met before would have been beaten to death on the spot without any surprise. Is this the power of supernatural powers?!"

But after a few seconds, Rhine suddenly felt a sense of emptiness in the sea of ​​​​energy in his body.

Looking closely, he found that in less than ten seconds, the power of Yuanhai in his body was almost gone.

If this continues, the already expanded Yuanhai may shrink. If it remains open for a few more seconds, all the efforts to refine the Demon Golden Elixir may be in vain.

Rhine quickly withdrew his magical powers, so as not to consume the foundation of Yuanhai.

The consumed power of Yuanhai can be replenished by continuing to absorb spiritual energy. At the current speed at which Yuanhai absorbs spiritual energy, one night is enough.

"That is to say, under normal circumstances, I can only use the Three Heads and Eight Arms ability for ten seconds at most?"

Rhine felt a pang of sadness in his heart.

He remembered that during the Conferred God Tribulation, people like Yang Jian and Nezha who had three heads and eight arms would often fight for three days and three nights when they encountered a strong enemy.

How much magical power would be needed to support this?

With my current level of cultivation, I am still like an ant in front of such a primitive existence.

But Rhine was not discouraged.

It's already pretty good that I can achieve this level in the magic world.

Besides, what's wrong with ten seconds?
As long as the goal can be achieved, ten seconds is already great.

Then, Rhine's attention was focused on the talent [Emperor of the Stick, Stunning Sword].

Just now, when he was performing the Three Heads and Eight Arms, the strength of this talent was epically improved compared to before, and the evil spirit it attracted was really rolling in.

Rhine thought of a possibility.

"The three-headed, eight-armed magical power seems to be related to the legendary Wu Clan. It imitates the magical powers of the great witches of the Wu Clan."

"Each of those great witches has a bizarre appearance. A few heads and dozens of arms are normal, and they all look extremely ferocious."

"Once you unleash the Three Heads and Eight Arms, no matter how handsome you were before, you will become terrifying. This can actually be understood as temporarily changing your physique to that of a witch, giving you some of the characteristics of the witch clan."

"That's why, after using this magical power, close combat becomes the primary method of fighting. The previous spells and magic are not only less powerful than physical combat, but they will also become very difficult to use."

"It just so happens that my talent of [Emperor of the Stick, Stunning Sword], according to the system, does have a very slight possibility of embracing the path of strength, which is particularly compatible with the Wu Clan."

"I guess this is why the power of this talent will skyrocket once I unleash my Three Heads, Eight Arms ability."

After figuring this out, Rhine took a deep breath and felt excited.

This time, not only did his cultivation level increase, he also finally experienced having three heads and eight arms, and he didn't have to pay the same terrible price as before.

The improvement in strength is simply beyond reason!
However, the strength improvement brought about by the expansion of Yuanhai is probably far from reaching its limit.

"Three heads and eight arms, this is a magical power that can only be used when risking one's life."

"Usually, some small spells are more suitable. My Yuanhai power can even support the Three Heads and Eight Arms Divine Ability, so I think releasing some spells should be no problem."

"It's just that I have magical powers at hand, and I will be able to obtain a few more in the future, but ordinary spells have become rare..."

Rhine frowned.

Immediately, his attention fell on his relationship with Hagrid.

If you establish a life-and-death friendship with Hagrid, you can obtain the Eight-Nine Mysterious Skills.

With the Five Elements Reversal and Return to the Origin Sea, Rhine no longer needs to rely on the Eight-Nine Profound Art to cultivate magic power.

But the many methods of change contained therein are exactly the spells that Rhine currently lacks.

In addition, this skill is also a mysterious method for cultivating the physical body, and there are few skills in the ancient times that can match it.

Yang Jian used this skill to cultivate his physical body and achieve sainthood.

If Rhine could obtain the Eight-Nine Mysterious Arts, it would be of great benefit to his attainment of the Vajra Body.

Thinking of this, Rhine's eyes showed a thoughtful look.

"Looks like I need to go see Hagrid again."

At this moment, Rhine suddenly felt a strong sense of blessing falling upon him.

Just as he was stunned, lines of messages appeared on the system screen.

[You refined the demon-refining golden elixir and cultivated the magical power of three heads and eight arms. The combination of the two attracted a thunder tribulation.]

[However, you are in Yuxu Palace, your luck is flourishing, and you have the protection of the saints. Even thunder tribulations dare not offend Yuxu.]

[It was hard for the incarnation of Duobao Taoist. Thunder tribulation hates those with souls that possess other bodies the most. He happened to be outside Yuxu, and was immediately struck by five thunderbolts.]

[The incarnation of Duobao Taoist had already suffered a wound to his Dao heart and vitality on the stage, and now he was struck by five thunderbolts, which made him extremely weak.] [His desire to kill you became even stronger. He heard that you were good friends with Yuan Hong, the leader of the Seven Monsters of Meishan. Yuan Hong was outside the Yuxu Palace and had no saints to protect him, making him a perfect target for him to kill.]

[Daoist Duobao has gone to Meishan, intending to kill Yuan Hong. He also wants to lure you here so he can kill you as well!]

[Outside of Yuxu, Duobao Taoist has no scruples and no need to hide. The host is definitely not his opponent. The system recommends that the host never leave Yuxu Palace! ]

Rhine's pupils suddenly shrank.

He finally knew where this blessing bestowed upon him came from.

It turned out that the lightning he had brought upon himself struck Voldemort, causing his power to be damaged again, and this blessing was also attributed to him.

If that were all, Rhine would still be very happy.

Who doesn’t like freeloading?
But the message from the system made Rhine's expression change.

Does this mean that Voldemort went to attack Hagrid? !

In the original plot, although Voldemort was also searching for unicorns in the Forbidden Forest, he also wanted to ask Hagrid how to deal with the three-headed dog.

But he had never attacked Hagrid. Even the fact that the three-headed dog's weakness was music was extracted from Hagrid through dragon eggs and liquor.

And now he wanted to kill Hagrid?
My arrival indeed triggered a butterfly effect.

Rhine suddenly stood up, rushed out of the Room of Requirement without hesitation, and jumped down from the window sill of the eighth-floor corridor.

"Here comes the broom!"

His Nimbus 2000 immediately flew out of the dormitory and carried Rhine towards the Forbidden Forest at high speed.

Rhine's face looked grim.

If this butterfly effect and plot change were directed at him, he wouldn't think it was a big deal at all.

But at this moment, Hagrid might be patrolling in the Forbidden Forest. If Voldemort took action, Hagrid might really be killed!

Rhine could never accept that Hagrid died because of the changes he brought about.

"Hold on, Hagrid..."

"You still have to carry forward the cause of magical creatures, and you have to make the bloodline of the half-giant a glory in the wizarding world. If you die here, you will have nothing."

"At least hold on until I get here!"

……

Let’s go back to the past.

In the forbidden forest.

Quirrell's face was as pale as paper, and his body felt like skin and bones, as if his vitality had been drained away.

The series of encounters during this period consumed too much of Voldemort's strength, and he could only make up for it by constantly absorbing his life force.

Especially today's thunder tribulation, which has completely put Voldemort's power in a precarious situation.

If this continues, even if Quirrell's vitality is drained, Voldemort may not be able to hold on for long.

Voldemort's cold voice rang out in the Forbidden Forest.

"Unicorn blood, this is the only way."

"Only this can help me regain some strength and hold on until I get the Philosopher's Stone."

"Quirrel, kill the unicorns tonight, at any cost. Even if all the unicorns in the Forbidden Forest are killed, I must drink enough unicorn blood!"

Quirrell shuddered suddenly.

Even though he was used to Voldemort's madness, and even though he himself was getting crazier and crazier, Quirrell still felt a sense of fear after hearing Voldemort's words.

Voldemort no longer just wanted to kill a unicorn. He had gone completely mad, and no matter how strong the curse was, he had to recover enough power.

"But, but Master..."

"Drink the blood of a unicorn and you will be cursed for life."

"If I drink too much, my body won't be able to handle it."

Voldemort interrupted Quirrell coldly, leaving no room for rebuttal.

"I said, I'll do it at any cost."

"Quirrel, what do you think you are?"

Quirrell was cold all over.

He got it.

He is also expendable.

Fortunately, Voldemort still made him a promise.

"Don't worry, no one in the entire magical world is better than me at curses."

"Even if you kill ten unicorns and drink their blood, their curse won't kill you in a short time."

"As long as I obtain the Philosopher's Stone and restore my body, what does it matter if I replace yours with a new one? By then, the curse will naturally be lifted."

"You will also be the most meritorious among the new Death Eaters I recruit!"

Quirrell took a deep breath and quickly bent down.

"Yes, Master. It is my honor to do my best for you."

"Then I'll go find the unicorn now..."

This time, Quirrell's luck finally improved.

It didn't take long for him to search the forbidden forest before he found the silver-white hair on the trees. In the dark night, the hair was shining with a pure white light.

The next second, Quirrell greedily picked up the hair and swallowed it.

A greedy, crazy look took over Quirrell's eyes.

The black hood around him was floating, and he was moving forward in the forbidden forest at an extremely fast speed as if crawling.

Ten minutes later, a terrified cry was heard from the forbidden forest, echoing far away in the forbidden forest.

The forbidden forest was surprisingly quiet at this moment.

It seemed as if all the creatures in the forbidden forest felt speechless fear.

No one, not even the eight-eyed spiders in the forbidden forest, dared to make any noise.

There was only a tall and strong figure whose expression changed drastically after hearing the wailing, and he let out a heartbroken cry.

"No!"

"Someone killed a unicorn?!"

Hagrid held an umbrella in one hand and a crossbow in the other, and with the hound Fang by his side, he strode through the Forbidden Forest towards the place where the wailing came from.

"Damn poachers, you dare to come to the Forbidden Forest to poach? You must pay the price!"

But when Hagrid passed through the dense trees and came to a clearing in the forest and witnessed the scene before him, a deep chill gripped his heart.

He knew he was wrong, very wrong.

This is definitely not some poacher, but something much more terrifying and evil.

Voldemort manipulated Quirrell's body to stand up. The hood cast a shadow, blocking his face, but this did not prevent his crazy eyes from flashing with ecstasy.

He was really lucky tonight.

"Dirty half-giant, you're the one who arranged that damn three-headed dog?"

"I've wanted to express my gratitude to you for a long time, so now I really should treat you well."

The next second, with a wave of his wand, Hagrid found himself tightly entangled by a python without his knowledge.

Voldemort gracefully waved his wand and cast a cruel spell.

"Heart-breaking and bone-cutting!"

　I sent the wrong chapter before, I am really sorry everyone, I sent out some outlines by mistake. Now I have replaced them, which affects your reading, I am really sorry.

　　
　
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