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

Chapter 189 The Great Father God——Dagon!
When Rhine saw this line of prompt, his eyes suddenly lit up.

The recipe for the Ten Thousand Demons Golden Elixir, the only recipe of the Primordial Golden Elixir level that he had seen so far, was finally in his hands!

Madam Pince's face was now flushed with excitement, and her voice was trembling.

"In the past thousand years, I'm afraid no librarian has cleared more banned books than I have."

"Rhine, thanks to you."

Rhine smiled.

"Madam Pince, it's my pleasure as well."

Madam Pince looked delighted.

"With all the banned book indexes you've cleared for me, and comparing them with the records left by the previous librarians, I'm confident that I can find the Necronomicon that appeared in the library back then within a few years."

"Rhine, by then it will definitely be a discovery that will shock the wizarding world!"

Rhine's expression froze slightly.

I'm afraid the Book of the Dead is really a bit weird.

If Madam Pince were to find out, it would be a shock or a horror to the wizarding world, it was hard to say.

Rhine originally wanted to dissuade Madam Pince, but just by looking at her performance, he knew how strong her obsession with finding the Book of the Dead was.

Even if you persuade him, it may not work.

Moreover, Rhine's sights were fixed on the reward of furthering his relationship with Madam Pince.

The condition for achieving the state of not being alone in one's path is to kill a great monster.

After much thought, Rhine concluded that at present, only something as bizarre as the Book of the Dead could be identified as a peerless monster by the system.

If the Book of the Dead really came out, it would be an opportunity for Rhine.

This is related to the demon-slaying sword technique that is in perfect harmony with the sword art of killing!

So after a moment, Rhine left the library without saying anything.

Immediately, his eyes flashed slightly.

"Recipe for the Ten Thousand Demons Golden Elixir, received!"

A vast amount of information instantly flooded into Rhine's mind.

However, Rhine's cultivation level was no longer what it used to be. He easily accepted the information that was instilled in him and checked the complete recipe of the Ten Thousand Demons Golden Pill.

As soon as Rhine saw the recipe, he took a deep breath.

"The killing nature of the Demon Refining Pill is already extremely strong. This Ten Thousand Demons Golden Pill is called the Golden Pill, but its killing nature is far more serious than that of the Demon Refining Pill."

"Using a complete great demon as the main material and countless demons as auxiliary materials, the fierce demonic energy contained in the great demon is further enhanced to form a magic pill."

"I will then defy the devil's source, overturn fate, and create a Myriad Demons Golden Pill that rivals the orthodox Golden Pill."

"With just this furnace of pills, it's easy to sacrifice the lives of tens of thousands of demons!"

But after the shock, Rhine sighed.

A great demon, or at least something with the blood of a great demon, where can we find it?

Alchemy, elixir, this elixir material is rare!
At this moment, Rhine thought of the secret he had obtained in testing his talent.

This talent for calculating the secrets of heaven is an unparalleled talent for finding opportunities.

Perhaps we can figure out where the main ingredients of the Ten Thousand Demons Golden Pill can be obtained.

Anyway, with the Qingyun Purple Gold Crown suppressing it, there is no need to worry about the loss of luck.

Immediately, Rhine once again used the divine power to test talent, but there was a hint of surprise in his eyes.

The secret of heaven shows that the opportunity to obtain the main material of the Ten Thousand Demons Golden Pill will come to you in no time, without you having to deliberately pursue it?
"Can the ingredients for this elixir come to your door on their own?"

"Is there such a good thing?"

……

At the same time, within the Flint family.

Marcus Flint had black eyes and trembling legs. His once strong body had become much thinner and looked weak. He took leave and returned home before the Christmas holiday.

When Mr. and Mrs. Flint saw their son like this, their faces were filled with shock.

He had broken so many bones and spent so much time in St. Mungo's Hospital before returning to Hogwarts to go to school.

It was fine then. How come it became like this in just a short time?

In response, Marcus Flint explained through gritted teeth.

"I lost everything: my honor, my status, everything."

"I couldn't sleep all night, my heart was filled with anger and resentment, that's why I became so thin."

"This time when I return home, I must find a way to take back everything I lost."

The old Flints looked at each other and then burst into tears.

A moment later, Old Flint handed Marcus Flint the keys to the Flint family warehouse and patted him firmly on the shoulder. "Son, you are now a qualified heir to the family. I can finally entrust you with all the magic books and alchemical items in our family's collection."

"This Christmas, you should just practice magic at home."

"After the holiday is over, I'll teach those bastards who dared to take your position a lesson!"

After entering the warehouse and out of his parents' sight, Marcus Flint breathed a sigh of relief and carefully took out a piece of pink letter paper from his arms.

There had been no new messages on the letter paper for two days. The latest message was that because there was no money to buy Christmas gifts, he had to go out to work to earn money before the holiday.

This made Marcus Flint feel distressed.

"What a wonderful little witch!"

"She must have wanted to buy me a Christmas present, so she went out to work and earn money."

"I must prepare a unique gift for her."

Immediately, Marcus Flint began to search the Flint family's warehouse.

As one of the Twenty-Eight Sacred Families, there is no need to say much about the Flint family's background.

And although not as prominent as the Malfoy family is today, the Flint family has never declined and still maintains the dignity of a superior pure-blood family.

There is a dazzling array of various treasured magic books and alchemical items.

But Marcus Flint kept searching the warehouse but didn't see a single gift that he felt was worthy of his "online crush."

"How can these things match her divine beauty?"

"I must find a unique, exquisitely crafted, and rare treasure. I just don't believe that there's nothing like it in the Flint family's collection."

Marcus Flint dug his way to the deepest part of the warehouse.

This is also where the oldest collection of the Flint family is kept.

Some of the antiques are so old that they even predate the era of the Big Four.

But so much time has passed, and it is obvious that even the most powerful alchemical items have lost their effectiveness and only have commemorative significance.

I’m afraid that none of the Flint family heads in recent generations have ever come here to take a look.

Marcus Flint coughed and cursed as the dust choked him.

But just as the dust was flying, an exquisite statue that seemed beyond human power came into his sight.

The statue depicted a creature with a fish head and a human body, a bit like the mermaids in the Black Lagoon, but the first time Flint saw the statue, he knew that it was definitely not a lowly race like mermaids.

The statue conveys a cold and cruel beauty.

Flint's gaze was suddenly as if possessed, he was deeply attracted by it and couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

"What a beautiful creature, with its smooth scales, piercing eyes, and bronze-green color. My beloved girl will surely appreciate its beauty as much as I do."

"Most definitely……"

Flint fell into a dreamlike state and kept rubbing his face against the statue.

At the same time, an increasingly strong aura of madness emanated from the statue.

These crazy auras continued to flow into Marcus Flint's body, causing his magic power to surge abnormally.

Gradually, sounds like surging tides and rolling waves were heard in the Flint family's warehouse.

A strong fishy smell also spread in the warehouse.

"Gulu, Gulu..."

Flint held the statue tightly, as if he had received some instructions, or as if he had seen some unimaginable existence, his face full of madness and fanaticism.

"Find... that boy... Rhine Snow..."

"Sacrifice to the great Father God—"

"Dagon!"

After a while, Flint woke up from his dream-like state, but he always remembered the magnificent image he saw in his trance.

Immediately, he felt a powerful force surging from his entire body.

“Is this the gift from the Father God that our ancestors and forefathers believed in?”

Compared with that great existence in the dream, what is Dumbledore and Voldemort?
Rhine Snow, what is he?
Flint had a ferocious yet confident smile on his face.

The experience of being beaten up by Rhine in the past seemed to emerge before his eyes.

but now……

Flint grabbed it casually, and the air was filled with explosions.

A dark light gathered on his wand.

"Rhine Snow, this time, feel what fear is!"

(End of this chapter)