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

Chapter 177 I would like to call you the strongest!
When he heard the name of the Book of the Dead, a strange look flashed across Rhine's eyes.

Is it related to the Book of the Dead?
It seems that this book really involves many secrets.

It just so happens that I want to improve my cultivation faster, and I also need to obtain the recipe for the Ten Thousand Demons Golden Pill from Madam Pings. By the way, I can also ask Madam Pings if there are any more clues about the Book of the Dead.

At this time, Ollivander's face was full of regret.

"Unfortunately, this ancestor died of a sudden illness shortly after mentioning the Necronomicon. The Four Giants personally performed a cremation ceremony for him."

"This notebook ends here, otherwise I might get more useful information."

"Fortunately, at least I've speculated that there are several ruins that may contain ancient magic. Perhaps we can discover more."

Rhine frowned.

Ollivander's wand-making skills are amazing, and can be said to have reached the pinnacle.

But when it comes to fighting, it's nothing.

Any random dark wizard could easily defeat Ollivander.

And the evil that one may encounter in the process of pursuing ancient magic is beyond the reach of any dark wizard.

If Ollivander were to encounter him, death would probably be the best outcome for him.

Rhine wanted to persuade Ollivander not to rush, but Ollivander, who had just experienced a life-and-death experience, had already made up his mind.

His gaze was as firm as steel.

"Rhine, I know this process will be extremely dangerous. I will make every possible preparation, leverage the connections of our Ollivander family, and hire as many guards as possible."

"But I've come this far. I can't give up. Otherwise, all your magic will be wasted."

Lines of words appeared on the system screen.

[Ou Yezi, who narrowly escaped death, has a conversation with you, and his determination to create a rare and extraordinary treasure has not diminished but increased.]

[I want to pursue the Tao in my life, and I will never regret it even if I die a hundred times]

Rhine sighed slightly in his heart, and then a faint golden light suddenly appeared in his eyes.

The previously destroyed Dongwei Tianyan had recovered a little after a night's rest, and now it was reopened for Ollivander.

The talent that Tianji was measuring was also used again.

"This time, I'm going to predict whether Ollivander's trip will be auspicious or not."

Then, to Rhine's surprise, there were two divination results this time.

The first is that Ollivander encountered an evil and died in a foreign land, and his death would be quite miserable.

The second result is to get help from noble people, avoid danger, and even gain great benefits.

Rhine had a vague feeling in his heart that Ollivander's visit might be of great benefit to him.

“Good fortune and bad luck are determined by people?”

After pondering for a moment, Rhine took a deep breath, his eyes flashed, and the scenery along the way emerged in his mind.

If I follow the "plot" on the system screen, I will definitely be the number one among the young generation in the prehistoric world.

The sword cuts the saint's Dharma image, and the sword asks Hongjun, who is so awesome?
Even if Ollivander might encounter danger on this trip, with me by his side, he would be able to turn misfortune into safety.

"In that case, I believe that man can conquer nature."

Immediately, Rhine snapped his fingers, and a piece of wood from Ollivander's Wand Shop flew into the air and was casually cut into the shape of a wooden sign by Rhine.

He pierced his fingertip again, and a stream of golden blood spurted out, and the Heavenly Demon Treasure Refining Technique was activated.

Then the spiritual light and the auspicious clouds of the Qingyun Purple Gold Crown fell down, and a ray of spiritual light and a wisp of cloud were sealed into the wooden sign by Rhine.

After doing all this, the originally ordinary wooden sign seemed to light up with a faint light, emitting a warm and peaceful atmosphere.

Rhine handed the wooden sign to Ollivander.

"Mr. Ollivander, no matter what happens, keep this plaque with you."

"If you encounter danger, perhaps it can save you once. Once the magic on it is triggered, I will also be able to know."

Ollivander's eyes wavered. He had no idea what kind of magic Rhine had just done, but this did not prevent him from being certain that the wooden sign Rhine gave him was no ordinary one.

He sighed.

"Rhine, you are the most special little wizard I have ever seen in my life."

"You've helped me so much, I don't know how to thank you enough."

Rhine smiled casually.

"Mr. Ollivander, the seal you gave me alone has been a great help to me. There's no need to thank me."

At this time, Rhine's eyes moved and he remembered something.

"Oh, by the way, I have a friend who has been using his family's old wand. This time I want to bring him here to choose a new wand that suits him."

Ollivander looked delighted.

"So what's the problem?"

"Hurry and let him in. It just so happens that I've made some breakthroughs in my wand skills recently. Although they're far inferior to the Elder Wand, I've made several wands that are more powerful than before."

"Perhaps there's one that's suitable for your friend. I have plenty of time, and I can even customize a perfect wand for him."

Only then did Rhine walk out the door.

Ron was waiting outside the door anxiously. When he saw Rhine come out, he showed a look of concern.

"Ryan, are you okay?"

"Mr. Ollivander..."

Ron paused for a moment, his eyes sympathetic.

"Don't be too sad."

In Ron's opinion, Ollivander was Rhine's friend, and Rhine must have felt very sad after witnessing his friend's death.

But the next second, he was stunned.

Because Rhine waved to him.

"Mr. Ollivander? Oh, he's letting you in."

Ron's legs instantly went weak, his face filled with horror.

"what?"

"Fake... fake corpse?"

Rhine burst into laughter, dragged the panicked Ron into the wand shop, and explained a few things to him.

It took Ron a long while to come back to his senses.

In other words, St. Mungo's Hospital thought Ollivander was dying, but he was saved by Rhine?
Oh, wait, was it Rhine who did it?
That suddenly made sense.

At this time, Ollivander took out several specially made boxes, which were obviously the products of recent times.

"Come on, Ron. Since you are Rhine's good friend, you are my most precious guest at Ollivander's."

"Come, let me see if there's anything here that suits you."

Rhine's eyes also showed anticipation.

Ron's current wand is the old wand of Charlie, the eldest Weasley son. It is 12 inches, made of ash and unicorn tail hair.

Although this wand didn't fit Ron perfectly, it was still easy to use.

In the original book, Ron's second wand was bought from Ollivander's Wand Shop. It was 14 inches in size and the body was made of willow, but the core was still made of unicorn tail hair.

Willow. This is an extremely rare wand wood with healing powers. Its ideal owner often suffers from insecurities, no matter how much he tries to hide them.

This was very consistent with Ron, who was still very unconfident at the time.

But now, Rhine feels that Ron has grown a lot compared to the original.

He was also looking forward to whether Ron's new wand would still be the same as in the original book.

To his surprise, this time, Ron quickly found the wand that suited him among the new wands made by Ollivander.

Ollivander's eyes lit up. "Unicorn tail hair produces the most stable magic, and is also the most loyal."

"The key is the material of the stick, black walnut."

"Only wizards with keen intuition and insight can gain the recognition of Black Walnut."

"If the wizard also possesses the valuable qualities of sincerity and self-knowledge, it will be the most loyal of all wands, with special talents for all kinds of spells."

"Mr. Ron Weasley, you will definitely become a great wizard."

Ron's eyes became brighter.

After leaving Ollivander's Wand Shop, he still couldn't let go of his new wand.

This can be said to be the first new big item he has owned in all these years.

Just by holding it, Ron could feel that the magic he cast was definitely more powerful than before.

"Great."

"Maybe I can help you this way, Rhine."

Ron looked at Rhine and said softly.

"I can sense it, Rhine. You seem to be worried about something since yesterday."

"I've never seen you like this, let alone look so worried. This must be something very bad."

"Maybe I can't help you now, but I will be able to in the future."

Rhine was surprised for a moment.

Such keen insight is worthy of the owner of the black walnut wand.

Then, Rhine laughed.

"That would be a huge trouble, so big that it could involve the entire wizarding community and even the entire world."

"Even the mysterious man who so many people in the wizarding world fear may be as powerless as a naive child in the face of this crisis."

"Ron, this is a difficult road to walk."

Ron's eyes widened.

A bigger crisis than the mysterious man?
For him, this was really hard to imagine.

But then Ron clenched his wand, his eyes determined.

"I'm not afraid."

"Not only me, but also Harry, Hermione, and Neville, we will all help you."

"Rhine, we can't put all the burden on you. If there's anything you can give us, we'll definitely work harder."

Rhine looked at Ron in surprise, with a hint of relief in his smile.

An idea also came to my mind.

He and Harry, Hermione, and Ron are all friends for life and death.

Perhaps, something I once thought about can be started after returning to Hogwarts this time.

We can try to use some primitive methods to see if Hermione and the others can use them.

Even if that doesn't work, using spiritual energy can increase the strength of their magic. Rhine can be sure that if they continue to develop on this trajectory, their strength will definitely far exceed that of the original work at the same time.

Even if he faced the young Dumbledore or the young Voldemort, he would not be at a disadvantage. After all, the primitive methods were a dimensionality reduction attack on the methods of the magic world!
In this way, although he did not expect them to really help him fight against those evils, especially the horror that was identified as "Pangu" by the system.

But at least it can give you more power to protect yourself.

Putting aside other things, the strength of the current level-breaking game can be doubled and doubled again. Compared to it, the Triwizard Tournament will probably become a child's play!

When Rhine thought of the level-breaking game, his heart moved slightly.

"I don't know what Quirrell and Voldemort are doing."

Before, he could only rely on the prompts on the system light screen to know Voldemort's actions.

But now, an obscure and mysterious light flashed across Rhine's eyes. His subtle eyes cooperated with the divine secrets to test his talent, and in an instant, Rhine saw the scene of Quirrell and Voldemort at the moment.

As soon as the picture came into view, Rhine's expression changed slightly.

"What the hell?"

At this moment, in the Forbidden Forest, Quirrell's face was filled with the determination to succeed or die.

After St. Mungo's Hospital confirmed that he was suffering from a terrible curse and had little time left, Quirrell felt that he had put his life and death aside.

He has even cursed Voldemort, so what else is there that he dare not do?
What can't a dying person do to survive?

"Now, I can do anything and I have nothing to fear!"

"No matter how terrifying the road ahead is, I will not stop."

Just at this moment, Voldemort seemed to sense some terrible crisis and his consciousness began to recover.

When Voldemort saw the object that Quirrell was looking at, his face suddenly changed and he cried out in horror.

"Quirrel, what do you want?"

"No, don't go near that thing!"

"Calm down, Quirrell, don't go to extremes, things haven't come to that point yet!!!"

“Stop it!!!”

But this time, Voldemort's order failed to stop Quirrell.

Quirrell's will to survive even allowed him to briefly resist Voldemort's attempt to control his body.

Although it was difficult, he moved forward step by step.

"I want to survive. Even if I can live one more day, it will give me more hope."

"The Philosopher's Stone. For the Philosopher's Stone, I will do anything."

"Even the Dark Lord can't stop me from surviving!"

"One bite, just one bite. One bite will give me a little more life. No one can stop me!"

Voldemort let out a terrified scream. This was the first time in his life that he had surrendered to someone except Dumbledore.

"Qiluo, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, okay?"

"I admit that my attitude towards you was a bit problematic before, but don't be like this. Don't go to such extremes."

"I promise to treat you better from now on and not punish you so easily. Stop, please stop..."

"I beg you, okay? I can't accept this!"

At this moment, Quirrell laughed heartily and grinned.

"I suddenly feel that the Dark Lord is not as scary and powerful as the legend says."

"But there's nothing we can do. We killed so many unicorns last time, and now all the unicorns in the Forbidden Forest are far away from Hogwarts Castle. They are impossible to find. Even drinking unicorn blood to quench my thirst is no longer an option."

"But there is always a way out. Merlin still showed mercy. This is a gift from heaven. How can I refuse it?"

Quirrell moved under a tree and looked at the still warm unidentified object as if it were a treasure.

"Fresh unicorn feces, while not as good as unicorn blood, can restore some life."

"The key is, this thing doesn't have a curse like unicorn blood, and it won't hasten my death."

"Damn it, Master, why didn't I think of this earlier? Drinking blood is not the right supplement for us! Unicorn poop is the right supplement for us!"

"I did it, Oli Ge!"

The next moment, Voldemort let out a shrill scream.

Rhine also instantly interrupted Tianji's divination. His face turned pale and he immediately covered his mouth and shook his head frantically to shake the scene out of his mind.

Quirrell...

Ruthless!
What is Voldemort?
I would like to call you the strongest!
(End of this chapter)