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

Chapter 168: One sword breaks all laws, when my flower blooms, all other flowers will die!

"Rhine...what is he doing?"

"He's not going to play chess with these wizard chess champions at the same time, and even give up the initiative, is he?"

Outside the dark chessboard, Hermione, Harry, Ron and others watched the changes on the chessboard, their faces full of worry.

Although Rhine is omnipotent in their eyes, this is a legendary dark game. Once you lose a game, the consequence may be death.

Even Rhine couldn't help but make them sweat.

Voldemort, who was hiding in the darkness, had a look of understanding in his eyes, as if he had figured out what had happened.

"Rhine Snow's attainments in soul magic should have ensured that he could leave the Dark Chessboard with ease."

"But he forced his way out of Ron Weasley and wasted his chance to save himself. Then he will have to face the Dark Chessboard."

"Even the already strict rules have been made even stricter. You must play against ten wizard chess champions at the same time and win before you can leave."

At this time, Quirrell let out a long breath.

"I see."

"Although I underestimated Rhine Snow's magical abilities, I didn't expect him to even dabble in soul magic, which is why there were some complications earlier."

"But the trap set for him finally worked. The result is good. He's dead now."

Quirrell quickly took another sip of champagne to calm himself.

At this moment, faint words flashed on Rhine's system screen.

You charged into the Myriad Souls Banner with your sword, and your pure sword intent managed to carve a gap, saving Lei Zhenzi. However, you yourself were trapped in the Soul-Slaying Formation.

[Inspired by your pure sword intent, these ten souls, who are also sword cultivators, also burst out with sword intent, and ten sword intents spread across the sky.]

[In life, he devoted himself to the sword, and after death, he abandoned everything. What burst out was the most brilliant sword intent and the most powerful move in this life.]

[Sword Spirit gathers his fingers, gathers his energy, and suddenly—]

[The empty world spread, the sword's will spread between heaven and earth, the sounds of ghosts crying and gods howling suddenly dissipated, leaving only the low hum of the sword spirit——]

[All things in heaven and earth are swords, gods, ghosts, demons and evil spirits are swords, the calamity waves are endless, the entire universe and sky are swords, this is called - the calamity of all gods! ]

[Sword energy roars, transforming into a world of swords, eclipsing the sun and moon, enveloping you within!]

Rhine's gaze fell on the chessboard, where white pieces were flickering.

The souls of the ten wizard chess champions have already made their moves, and the chess moves they were most proficient and proud of in their lifetime have been engraved in their souls.

If the sword has sword intent, then what is reflected on the chessboard at this moment is the soul of chess!
Rhine looked solemn and waved his fingers.

The black pieces move one after another, responding to the moves of the ten souls on the opposite side.

[Facing the sword cultivator's soul within the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, the host's eyes remain as heroic as ever]

[You are certainly elders in the way of the sword, and your sword spirit is pure, but my sword is unyielding in the face of saints, and unyielding in the face of the way of heaven. What do I have to fear?]

[If swords have a limit, then I am confident that my sword is the limit. In today's battle, I will reach the pinnacle!]

For a moment, black and white intertwined on the chessboard, as if something was firmly fixing everyone's gaze.

Hermione and the others were dazzled.

Although everyone knows how to play Wizard Chess, it is just for entertainment and they don’t understand the advanced chess moves.

Hermione and Harry frequently turned to look at Ron, asking about the current battle situation.

Ron said nothing, but cold sweat broke out on his forehead and his hands gradually clenched.

At this time, Voldemort was also asking Quirrell.

He has never been interested in games like wizard chess, and his level is probably not as good as Harry, Hermione and the others.

But Quirrell was from Ravenclaw, and although he was not good at Quidditch, he was quite good at wizard chess.

Seeing Rhine's chess moves, Quirrell showed joy on his face.

"it is good!"

"This isn't a common professional opening for Wizard Chess. It's a wild move."

"If we go this way, Rhine Snow will be off to a bad start!"

Hearing this, Voldemort finally put his worries to rest.

It seems that no matter how talented Rhine Snow is in magic, he will never be able to compete with championship-level players in wizard chess.

Is this stable now?
However, in view of the lessons learned from Rhine several times before, Voldemort did not rush to sleep, but stared at the chessboard intently, and would not be completely relieved until he saw Rhine die in the dark game.

At this moment, Quirrell looked at Rhine's subsequent moves and shook his head repeatedly, his smile growing brighter.

"Does Rhine really know how to play wizard chess?"

"Stupid move, stupid move, all stupid moves!"

After another dozen or so moves, Quirrell's tense body relaxed and he sipped his champagne.

"Rhine is now at a critical moment of life and death."

"Especially in the game between him and the eight-time champion, the eight-time champion was strangling him fiercely."

"It won't be long before Rhine loses."

Just as time passes by, the black and white on the chessboard continue to flow and intertwine.

Voldemort snorted in confusion.

"Didn't you say you were going to lose soon?"

"Why is it still raining?"

Quirrell's face was full of confidence.

"Master, this is chess after all. As long as you're not in check, you can still play. If you have the pieces, just move them. Even a three-year-old could put up a fight."

"It's just a last-ditch effort, in my opinion."

At this moment, a Check Mate sounded in the game.

Quirrell was overjoyed. "Master, checkmate!"

"Rhine..."

Quirrell turned to look at the chessboard, ready to report the good news to Voldemort.

But after seeing the situation on the chessboard, Quirrell's joy froze.

"???"

"Wait a minute, no, how come it was Rhine who checkmated the opponent?!"

Voldemort couldn't hold it any longer.

"Rhine had a bad start, Rhine made one stupid move after another, Rhine was struggling to survive, and now you're telling me Rhine won?"

"Quirrel, do you know how to play wizard chess?!"

It was also at this moment that words appeared on Rhine's system screen.

[Inside the Ten Thousand Souls Banner and the Soul-Slaying Formation, sword spirits stood in the air, their sword intent gradually receding and fading.]

[The host raised his eyebrows while holding the sword, and with a cry of "acceptance", the sword spirit suddenly shattered. The Ten Thousand Souls Banner lost the support of the main soul and suddenly collapsed, and the Soul-Slaying Formation was also destroyed.]

[Exactly—one sword breaks all laws, and when my flower blooms, all other flowers will die!]

Then Rhine took a step forward and walked out of the dark chessboard.

Hermione, Harry and the others were about to say something when they were all hit by the Stunning Curse the next second.

Including everyone else on the scene, they all fell into a coma.

Quirrell paused for a moment, then looked at Voldemort.

"Owner?"

"You did it?"

Voldemort was equally confused.

"Not me. I never use stunning spells."

"If it were me, this would be a killing curse."

"So it's Rhine Snow?"

"What is he going to do?"

Rhine glanced at Hermione and the others who were sleeping with a dim gaze.

What happened next was not suitable for the young wizards to see.

Immediately, Rhine's eyes flashed with passion, his gaze fell on the ten souls on the dark chessboard, and he growled.

"Soul, come back——"

"disease!"

The next moment, the ten souls were attracted by a huge suction force and rushed towards Rhine.

The outline of the Judge's Pen, which only Rhine could see, began to become clearer and clearer after being injected with these ten souls filled with pure obsession.

Voldemort, who witnessed this scene, was so frightened that he kept urging Quirrell.

"What are you doing standing still?"

"Run! Run quickly!"

Quirrell also reacted. Although he didn't know what Rhine was doing, judging from Voldemort's reaction, it was probably some extremely terrifying magic.

He hurriedly ran away from the backstage for his life. Only after he left the venue for a long time did he wipe the cold sweat from his forehead and ask Voldemort.

"Master, what was Rhine Snow doing just now?"

Voldemort snorted coldly, with a strange look in his eyes.

"Don't ask questions that you shouldn't ask."

He looked towards the conference hall.

That’s right, you can’t go wrong.

All ten souls were sucked away by Rhine using some kind of magic, evil, extremely evil, magic that played with souls!

Even Voldemort, the master of dark magic, only knows one kind of magic, and that is - Horcrux!
Voldemort's heart was filled with turmoil.

He thought he had hidden well enough at Hogwarts and that no one had discovered the several Horcruxes he had created.

But at that time, although Dumbledore was watching him, he was not yet the headmaster.

But now, old Dumbledore has been the headmaster for so many years, and there is almost nothing that can be hidden from him at Hogwarts.

Rhine Snow actually found a way to create a Horcrux under Dumbledore's nose?
And with one move, he plays with ten souls?
evil!

This little wizard is so evil!

But then, Voldemort began to grit his teeth.

Dumbledore actually let such an evil little wizard participate in the protection of the Philosopher's Stone?
Dumbledore, you are so confused! Aren't you inviting a wolf into the house?

No, we must not let the Philosopher's Stone fall into the hands of this evil little wizard!

Voldemort addressed Quirrell.

"quick!"

Quirrell was stunned.

"Master, I'm already running at full speed. I can't go any faster."

Voldemort said with regret that he was disappointed with his students.

"I told you to go to Hogwarts and ask Dumbledore to come!"

(End of this chapter)