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

Chapter 90: A black-bellied cat girl? Stroke Professor McGonagall again!

Chapter 90: A black-bellied cat girl? Stroke Professor McGonagall again!
Voldemort looked at Harry with greedy eyes, almost like he was licking him, wishing he could lick every inch of his body.

"seven."

"Everything is seven."

“It’s really a wonderful number.”

Just now, he finally understood the secret that only he knew.

It turned out that on that night eleven years ago, the rebound of the Killing Curse caused a piece of his soul to split and fall into Harry Potter's body.

This is truly a coincidence that no one could have expected.

At this moment, Voldemort was almost laughing out loud, feeling happier than ever before.

That old man Dumbledore will definitely protect this boy well according to the prophecy.

But if he knew that he would not die unless this boy died, what would his expression be like?
Voldemort also really wanted to see what kind of evil Harry Potter would become if he knew the truth of all this and knew that the end of Dumbledore's training of him was to let him die personally.

“No one would die if given a choice.”

"I will win, Dumbledore."

At this moment, Harry felt a throbbing pain in the scar on his forehead, which made him stagger and look pale.

Then, Rhine's figure stood in front of Harry, blocking Voldemort's attack on Harry.

Voldemort didn't care and looked away.

It is not the time for Harry to play this trump card yet. His top priority is to obtain the Philosopher's Stone so that he can rebuild his body.

When Voldemort thought of the Philosopher's Stone, he thought of the three-headed dog in the trapdoor at the end of the corridor on the fourth floor, and he gritted his teeth.

Dumbledore is such a scoundrel. He created such a dead dog here and he has no way to deal with it.

This is one of the few magical animals that is resistant to instant death magic. If it were in its prime, a killing curse could certainly kill this three-headed dog.

But in his current state, even if he drained away his remaining strength, it would be difficult for him to kill the three-headed dog.

I can only think of another way.

Voldemort's figure disappeared into the shadows of the tower.

Rhine also slowly withdrew his gaze, looking thoughtful.

Was Harry's behavior just now due to overly strong emotions, anger and murderous intent triggering the influence of Voldemort's soul fragments?

Did Voldemort, who was possessed by Quirrell, notice it?
Rhine's eyes were deep.

In the original book, the secret that Voldemort did not know until the end was now discovered by Voldemort in the first year of school.

My arrival ultimately brought about a butterfly effect and affected the plot.

But after a moment, the slight ripple in my heart calmed down.

Rhine had never thought about making sure that everything happened according to the original plot.

Otherwise, he should have entered Ravenclaw, studied hard in the tower, remained an invisible figure, and not participated in these events.

Since you have made this choice, you naturally have to bear the price.

What's more, even if the plot changes, so what?
With Rhine's current strength, coupled with the Honghuang system, if he still needs to be cautious and worried about plot changes, he might as well just find a piece of tofu and kill himself!

At this time, Rhine's eyes fell on Malfoy.

The little lions surrounded Rhine, cheering and laughing, while Malfoy stayed away from the crowd, as if he had breathed a sigh of relief.

The next moment, Rhine threw the pendant he had retrieved from the Black Lake to Malfoy.

"Get it."

"Don't let anyone snatch it from your neck again. We won't get it back for you."

Malfoy was surprised when he saw the pendant that had been lost and found.

He never imagined that Rhine, who had "escaped death" in the storm, was still thinking about his pendant and helped him find it?
His expression was complicated, his face flushed red, and he managed to say something after a long time.

"Want you to mind your own business?"

Harry, Ron and the others glared at Malfoy.

Rhine waved his hand and looked at the life and death friendship displayed on the system screen with an inexplicable smile.

"It's okay, that's just how Malfoy is."

"You're such a tsundere, just being stubborn."

Malfoy's face turned blood red, he clenched his fists in anger, and turned away.

At this time, Rhine said to him.

"Malfoy, with so many regular members of the Slytherin Quidditch team injured, I'm afraid we're running out of manpower."

"You fly well. Professor Snape will give you a chance."

"Write to your father and discuss it. He will tell you what to do next."

Malfoy widened his eyes and pretended to quicken his pace, but in fact he kept Rhine's reminder in mind and left the Black Lake.

At the same time, attracted by the movement in the Black Lake, Madam Hooch and Professor McGonagall rushed to the edge of the Black Lake panting.

Madam Hooch let out a scream.

"I clearly told you not to act on your own until I come back!"

"It's fine if you guys flew in front of the castle, but how dare you fly above the Black Lake?!"

"Gryffindor..."

Professor McGonagall interrupted Madam Hooch with a sullen look on her face.

"Ms. Hooch, look, there are so many members of the Slytherin Quidditch team, all injured. Please send them to Madam Pomfrey as well."

"I will definitely teach these unruly first-year students a lesson. Unruly, absolutely unruly!"

With trust in Professor McGonagall, Madam Hooch did not even have the slightest doubt. She nodded and left with the Slytherin members.

Professor McGonagall also looked at Rhine and Harry with a gloomy face.

"Rhine Snow, Harry Potter, follow me immediately."

Harry's heart skipped a beat, and he had only one thought.

It’s over. I might get expelled from school after this incident.
No way, no way, it’s okay for me, but Rhine’s grades are so good, the professor shouldn’t do that, right?

But looking at Professor McGonagall, she seems very angry.

I could handle it myself later. It would be a shame if Rhine dropped out too. Being a gamekeeper with Hagrid seemed like a good idea.

Rhine rolled his eyes in his heart.

Installed.

Professor McGonagall, you're a big cat girl, you have great acting skills, keep pretending.

I was really deceived when I read the original novel as a child in my previous life, but after reading it more, I realized that you, the professor, are quite a contrast.

In the original book, not only was Harry not deducted points, he was also allowed to join the Gryffindor Quidditch team as a seeker.

He even paid for Harry's Nimbus 2000 out of his own pocket. He is definitely a crazy Quidditch fan!
Why are you looking so gloomy now?
Laugh if you want to.

Sure enough, the next moment, before they could even get back to the castle, Professor McGonagall's mouth was already like the trajectory of an AK, and she could no longer suppress it.

She suddenly swung her fist.

"Good job!"

"Now the Slytherin Quidditch team has been completely destroyed. They can only use substitutes, so our chances of winning the Quidditch game are much greater!"

"Rhine, Harry, you did a great job!"

When Harry heard what Professor McGonagall said, his eyes widened and he felt quite guilty.

"But Professor, they seem to be seriously injured..."

Professor McGonagall curled her lips and spoke through gritted teeth.

"Flint, that bastard, forgive me as a professor for commenting on a student in private, but he is indeed a bastard."

"He tried to break our players' fingers every time we shook hands, and he was always using dirty tricks on the court. Over the years, several of our players had their bones broken by him."

"Now it's his turn to get a taste of it."

Then, she restrained her expression a little and coughed.

"But I still have to criticize you two."

Rhine and Harry lowered their heads obediently, ready to accept Professor McGonagall's lecture.

But what even Rhine didn't expect was that Professor McGonagall's face was full of regret.

"You should fish out their substitutes as well!"

"Wouldn't it be great if we could destroy their substitutes as well?"

"Also, you did a great job on Flint, but why were you so gentle with the others? They'll probably recover in a month or two, and then they'll be able to play."

Professor McGonagall exhaled and winked at Rhine and the others.

"Fortunately, I have a good relationship with Madam Pomfrey."

"Besides, as the vice-president, I still have some small privileges."

"Don't worry, they definitely won't be able to play this semester!"

Rhine's eyes widened in shock.

Hey!
Professor McGonagall?

You, with your thick eyebrows and big eyes, turned out to be a white-cut black?!
At this time, Professor McGonagall also revealed to them that she would take them to find Gryffindor Quidditch Captain Wood, intending to allow them to join the Quidditch team as an exception.

"If Gryffindor wins, it will be thanks to what you did today."

"It's a pity that I can't reward you openly, so I can only give you a little reward in secret."

"What do you want? How about new broomsticks?"

Noticing Professor McGonagall's particularly intimate gaze, Rhine's heart suddenly moved.

If we work harder on this relationship, maybe we can become close friends?
The close friendship of the Twelve Golden Immortals is a reward that cannot be missed.

Or, add more fuel to the fire?
"Professor, can you transform again?"

"Your Animagus Transfiguration is simply perfect and superb. Could you please allow me to admire this advanced Transfiguration technique for a moment longer?"

"This is a great encouragement for my studies in Transfiguration!"

Rhine looked at Professor McGonagall with longing on his face.

Professor McGonagall's expression froze for a moment.

But facing Rhine's curious eyes, coupled with the talent Rhine showed in Transfiguration, and the fact that this time it really made Professor McGonagall, an avid Quidditch fan, happy, Professor McGonagall still planned to meet Rhine's request.

"Well, I'll show you this Transfiguration technique one more time."

"But you have to promise that there's nothing weird."

Rhine nodded obediently.

"Of course, Professor. I'm taking a flying lesson. Why would I bring anything weird?"

Professor McGonagall thought about it and used the Animagus transformation spell again in front of Rhine and Harry.

"Did you see clearly? This is the Animagus..."

The next second, Professor McGonagall's pupils suddenly contracted.

The familiar smell wafted over again, making it irresistible to Professor McGonagall in her cat form.

She looked at Rhine in shock, while Rhine grinned.

"professor……"

"We are Gryffindors. How dare you trust our promise not to play pranks?"

Professor McGonagall's fur stood up, she let out a sharp cry, and jumped out to run away.