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

Chapter 228 Holding the sun and moon in one's hand and plucking stars from the sky, there is no one like him in the world! A saint has fallen, and the world bleeds!

At that moment, Rhine waved his hand casually, and the crystal ball lit up.

The melodious and cheerful music emanated from it, refreshing the mind and spirit; it was the music of the gods' feast.

There was something strange in Rhine's eyes.

"It is indeed an ancient melody from the mythological era, and it seems to have a magical effect of calming and invigorating the spirit?"

"The magic is fluctuating... Is this feeling of casting a spell?"

A moment later, he suddenly realized what was happening.

This piece of music seemed to be like a spell, drawing upon some magic to unleash its effects.

However, compared to the intricate and deliberate nature of spells and incantations, this melody is more natural and a more primal way of drawing upon magic.

Primitive, in a technological sense, means weakness, but in a field like magic, which relies on bloodline to perform, it actually means strength.

Modern wizards need wands and spells to perform various spells, but wizards in the mythical era didn't need these at all. For them, who inherited a strong ancient bloodline, many spells were as natural as breathing.

Even the musical pieces they create can draw upon magic to achieve unique magical effects.

Modern wizards with diluted bloodlines would find it difficult to replicate this method.

Even if they meticulously refine their magic across various sub-fields and create all sorts of variations, they still cannot surpass the wizards of the mythical era in terms of magical power.

As Rhine listened quietly to the feasting of the gods, he gained a deeper understanding of the mythical era closest to antiquity.

At the same time, the ancient music of the feast of the gods also gave Rhine a deeper understanding of the divine music of Fuxi, bringing him one step closer to mastering it.

But he raised an eyebrow, revealing a strange expression.

"Voldemort and Quirrell must have prepared more than just these tricks for me, right?"

"This is probably not related to the Rahu Treasure or the power of the Slaughter Dao that the system mentioned."

Just then, the gods' feasting came to an abrupt end.

Rhine also looked at the crystal ball with great interest.

"Oh?"

"Is the real killer move about to come?"

The next moment, the previously cheerful music suddenly turned solemn and dignified.

The feeling was like a desolate, lifeless land appearing before my eyes.

That is the land of the dead.

Anyone who hears this melody will have their life and soul buried deep in the underworld, where they will perish completely.

This is the confident prelude to the dead played by Hades' Harp!

However, Rhine paused for a moment after hearing the Overture to the Dead, and couldn't help but laugh out loud.

So that's how it is. A melody that can use the power of the underworld to bury life and soul was mixed into the crystal ball.

It must be said, the creativity is commendable.

Their courage is equally commendable.

You should know that Rhine possesses the talent of being protected by the Underworld, so going to the Underworld is like coming home.

He also possesses the Judge's Pen, a powerful artifact in the underworld, and the rules of judgment in the underworld were all brought by the Judge's Pen.

To bury the Rhine's life and soul in the mortar?
Who here accuses this official?!
Of course, even without the protection of the underworld, the Judge's Pen, and other such means, the Prelude to the Dead is still completely unshakeable in front of Rhine.

With so many treasures and talents to suppress it, the mere Netherworld of the Magic Realm is not qualified to bury the Rhine!
Rhine now understands why Tianji didn't feel any crisis when testing the talents of Voldemort and his group, but instead saw it as an opportunity.

Normally, if it were other methods from the mythological era, Rhine would still have to pay some attention to them.

But this piece of music?

There was absolutely no need for Rhine to spare any attention to fight against it; he was purely there to help him accelerate his entry into the Fuxi Divine Heaven Echo!
Immediately, Rhine looked relaxed, even closing his eyes as he listened intently to the Overture to the Dead.

Beneath his closed eyelids, a mysterious light flickered in his Insightful Eyes, deciphering the secrets of the Prelude to the Dead.

Gradually, the secret of using music to invoke the power of the underworld and death began to emerge in Rhine's mind.

These insights, in turn, became the resources for him to practice the Fuxi Divine Heaven Echo.

My understanding of Fuxi's divine resonance is constantly improving, and I am moving towards the threshold of entry.

Just as Rhine was starting to get into the swing of things, the Undead Overture suddenly came to an abrupt end.

Rhine suddenly opened his eyes and frowned in displeasure.

"Huh? That's it?!"

"This piece was only the beginning, it's already over?"

Rhine frowned as he fiddled with the crystal ball.

"do it again."

"Voldemort and his crew went through all this trouble, they wouldn't be so stingy as to give such a small piece of music, who are they going to kill with that?"

"Is it still hidden in some nook or cranny?"

Just as Rhine started playing the crystal ball again, outside the Wanbao Pavilion, Hades' Harp, who had been clamoring that Rhine was doomed after listening to the Overture of the Dead, paused for a moment and suddenly fell silent.

Voldemort and Quirrell's hearts skipped a beat.

"what happened?"

The sound of Hades' lyre was filled with surprise and astonishment.

"The crystal ball has been triggered for the third time, which means..."

"Rhine Snow heard the Overture to the Dead, but he did not die."

Quirrell panicked instantly, and his voice immediately rose.

"what?!"

"Didn't you say that even ordinary gods would perish after listening to the Overture to the Dead?"

"How come Rhine is still alive?!"

"We're doomed, we're doomed. Based on experience, every time we fail to assassinate Rhine, it's usually when we're in trouble."

Voldemort's consciousness also frowned.

“I told you long ago, this little wizard Rhine is a bit strange and can’t be judged by ordinary standards.”

"If you had helped me get the magic stone first, that would have been foolproof. Now, things might have changed again."

Hades Harp snorted coldly, though surprised, he remained calm and composed.

"Why are you panicking?"

“Rhine Snow is, after all, someone who is watched by the great rulers. Although he was born in this mortal age, I had long expected that he might be extraordinary.”

"So I still took out insurance."

"If he hears the Overture to the Dead but is not yet dead, the crystal ball will play the Overture to the Dead again, this time with an extra section, almost reaching the limit that the crystal ball as a medium can hold."

"With this replay of the Deathly Prelude, the already severely wounded Rhine Snow is surely doomed!"

"So there's nothing to panic about. Let the music play a little longer."

Hearing this, Voldemort and Quirrell breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at Hades' Harp with considerable surprise.

Since its resurgence, this thing has been talking about how awesome its mythical era was and how weak the current mortal era is, acting all arrogant and disdainful of everything.

Voldemort felt that even at his most arrogant, he had never possessed anything like Hades' Harp.

I never expected that this thing, despite its arrogance, would actually know to add insurance.

So this time, surely we'll have a chance to kill Rhine?
Even if we can't kill him, injuring him or making him unconscious for a while would be fine!

Just then, as Rhine looked at the crystal ball that had started playing music again, a look of surprise reappeared in his disappointed eyes.

This time, the movement had an extra section?
"Tsk, you have to hide your good stuff. If I hadn't played it again, you would have gladly taken it out."

Rhine shook his head.

"Stingy, so stingy."

Immediately, he immersed himself in the music, turning it into resources for comprehending the divine sounds of Fuxi.

Every minute, every second, Rhine felt he was getting closer and closer to mastering the Fuxi Divine Echo.

Compared to figuring things out on one's own, learning the Fuxi Divine Sounds by listening to the melodies is indeed much faster.

If this prelude to the dead were complete, Rhine felt that he might be able to directly cross that final distance.

But after a short while, this prelude to the dead came to an abrupt end, leaving Rhine with a look of lingering regret.

"Will it be played again, and will there be more movements?"

With this thought in mind, Rhine waved his hand, and the crystal ball began to flash back at an unprecedented frequency, repeating the dirge of the dead over and over again.

Outside the Wanbao Pavilion, the Hades Harp, which had been very calm just moments before, suddenly lost control and emitted a sharp, resonant sound.

"?!" Quirrell's face was full of anticipation.

"Success?!"

The Harp of Hades seemed somewhat dazed.

"No, no, it's not true..."

"The crystal ball is still playing on repeat."

"I can sense that the Overture to the Dead has been repeated hundreds and thousands of times in an extremely short period of time..."

It was getting a little frantic, and the strings were buzzing.

"How is this possible?"

"Even if it's not the complete Overture to the Dead, it can still draw upon the power of the underworld. After listening to it so many times, even the souls of gods will be buried by the underworld."

"How can someone listen to something hundreds or thousands of times in a short period of time and still not die?"

"Huh? The underworld is your home? You can't die?!"

Quirrell and Voldemort both looked somewhat numb.

They had experienced this kind of performance from Hades' Harp many times before.

Voldemort spoke after careful consideration.

"How about... we just forget about it?"

"Stop targeting Rhine for now, abandon the plan, and help me get the magic stone."

"Once I get the Philosopher's Stone and recover to my full strength, I'll have a chance to kill Rhine..."

But before Hades Harp could speak, a cracked, smoking crystal ball was displayed in the window of Wanbaoge, along with a notice.

"The next chapter in the high-stakes acquisition saga!"

In that instant, if Hades' harp had eyes, they would be turning red right now.

"provocative!"

"This is a provocation against me, against His Majesty Hades!"

"Rhine Snow, what do you little wizard think the Deathly Prelude is?!"

"If I can't kill you, wouldn't my reputation as Hades' Harp in the age of mythology be completely ruined?!"

Voldemort and Quirrell's hearts skipped a beat.

Quirrell then offered some advice.

"Perhaps we should be more cautious. Since we know this might be a provocation, let's not fall for it?"

"First, help the master obtain the magic stone, then proceed gradually..."

But he was met with the raucous, shrill sound of Hades' lyre.

"Xu, you motherfucker!"

"Get me in here quickly! Didn't he want to hear the complete Requiem for the Dead? I'll play it for him myself!"

"I will turn this place into a desolate wasteland!"

"Stop trying to persuade me! This concerns the dignity of the mythical era, and there is absolutely no room for negotiation!"

Quirrell tried to persuade him further, but Voldemort stopped him.

Voldemort whispered in Quirrell's mind.

"Fine, let it deliver if it wants to."

"It's a product of the mythical era, after all. Even if it can't kill Rhine, it can at least cause him some trouble. It's not like it's aiding the enemy, is it?"

"As long as it can inflict some damage on Rhine, we can use this time to get the Philosopher's Stone."

Quirrell's heart skipped a beat.

"Master, what resources do we need..."

Voldemort gestured with his lip, and Quirrell saw the words "Heavy Investment Acquisition" posted by Wanbaoge.

Given the wealth accumulated by Wanbaoge, this hefty acquisition should be a satisfactory amount.

In addition, they looted the previous wizarding family, so they should have enough alchemical items and potions to get their hands on.

A moment later, Quirrell nodded and delivered the Hades Harp to Wanbaoge.

"The music you want is played by this harp."

"This is a harp passed down from the mythical era. It's perfectly preserved and can even play music automatically. It's a family heirloom..."

"Borrow? Ah, no, no, I mean sell, I have to sell, but—it'll cost extra!"

Soon, Quirrell left Wanbaoge with a bulging money bag, completely satisfied.

Hades Harp also realized that Quirrell and Voldemort seemed to have no confidence in its actions and had decided to abandon it in exchange for resources.

It sneered inwardly.

"Foolish! The wisdom of mortals!"

"You don't believe me?"

"Modern wizards are still too far removed from the mythical era. They still have to rely on broken wooden sticks and strange spells to cast spells. They have long forgotten the immense power that the most primitive generations of wizards possessed after stealing the bloodline of the rulers."

"Even though the age of mythology has ended, and even though I live in this mortal era, as a divine artifact imbued with a trace of Hades' power, I am invincible in this age!"

"It's better without those two idiots helping me; they stop nagging in my ear. Rhine is nothing; watch me take him down one-on-one!"

Just then, the Harp of Hades was presented to Rhine.

A system notification appeared before Rhine's eyes.

This is a treasure left behind by the Demon Ancestor Rahu, containing a trace of the power of the Great Dao of Slaughter, enough to destroy the heavens and the earth, and annihilate even Great Luo Immortals and Quasi-Saints.

【Host, escape quickly! 】

He examined the Hades Harp with great interest, his mind racing with thoughts.

"A product of the mythological era? Interesting."

"Judging from this, it should have some consciousness and be able to exert its power autonomously."

"That means we can get some information about the mythical era from it..."

At the same time, Hades Harp, filled with curiosity, released a strange magical aura, wanting to investigate Rhine's background.

It wanted to see just what kind of being this mortal wizard, who could attract the attention of great rulers and even awaken prematurely to be killed, truly was.

Hades Harp was quite confident in its ability to conduct its investigation.

This is a magical technique from the mythological era, capable of directly probing the opponent's power level.

When the gods encounter unfamiliar opponents, they also use this method to investigate the enemy's level of power.

In this mundane era, such methods are simply beyond the comprehension of ordinary people.

Even Voldemort was exposed by Hades' Harp's methods, which revealed some of his true nature, including the twisted and broken nature of his soul.

Everything Rhine possesses will be laid bare under this magic, Hades Harp thought.

Just as that wisp of magic touched Rhine, a layer of holy golden light appeared on Rhine's body, and the wisp of magic emitted by Hades' Harp instantly vanished.

But the previously silent Hades Harp suddenly rang out with a sharp sound, as if it had been extremely frightened.

In an instant, just an instant, it glimpsed the level of Rhine's power.

But this almost scared it to death.

Incomprehensible, indescribable.

Such a fundamental power does not exist even in the age of mythology!

If it had to be described, it only saw one scene.

In the chaos of heaven and earth, the Jianmu tree reached to the sky, and an unimaginably magnificent being easily seized the sun and moon and reversed the universe.

One after another, the unspeakable rulers wailed before that figure, and some even turned into food!

"What...what is this?!"

"How could such a thing exist?!"

The Harp of Hades let out a terrified scream.

It doesn't even know whether what it's seeing is real or an illusion!
Lines of information also appeared on Rhein's system screen.

The treasure left by Rahu attempted to glimpse you, but instead saw a glimpse of the future within you.

A sage has fallen, and the heavens and earth bleed.

It was terrified!

(End of this chapter)