People are in Hogwarts, What the hell is the flood system?

Fred and George, who were about to rush to class, were first stunned when they heard Rhine asking to borrow dungbombs, and then became excited.

Mischief was their favorite thing to do.

Mischief props were even their entrepreneurial goal.

It's just that people have always been wary of their gadgets, especially the dungbomb, their debut work, which is currently not appreciated by anyone, which makes them feel really regretful.

But now, Rhine is actually rushing to ask them for dungbombs?

Originally, although they knew that Rhine was good friends with Ron and Harry, and they had also seen Rhine embarrass Slytherin, they had no chance to get to know him better because Rhine was often elusive.

But just based on Rhine's operation of rushing to ask them for dungbombs, they showed a sense of mutual appreciation.

A kindred spirit!

The Weasley brothers didn't say a word and took out three dungbombs from their pockets.

"We secretly got the ingredients from the public restroom, and now we only have three on hand, Rhine, take them all."

"But you have to let us know, what are you going to do with it?"

Rhine carefully pinched the three dungbombs, revealing a strange look.

"I really want to see what's under Professor Quirrell's big turban, but he always wraps it tightly and never loosens it."

"So I think, if the dungbomb is smeared on the turban, maybe Professor Quirrell can untie the turban."

"He wouldn't be willing to untie the turban even if his back of the head was covered in dung, then I would simply suspect that there is something shady under the turban."

The Weasley brothers looked at each other, and the look in Rhine's eyes was not just appreciation, but also admiration.

Throwing dungbombs at the professor?

Rhine Snow, a role model for us!

The Weasley brothers didn't say a word.

"We'll go together, we've wanted to do this for a long time!"

At this time, a line of information also appeared on Rhine's system light screen.

[You accidentally noticed the aura of the incarnation of Taoist Duobao in the Yuxu Palace. The incarnation of Taoist Duobao is living in a golden immortal. Even the Antarctic Immortal has not seen it, only you have had a relationship with him, so you can recognize it]

[Taoist Duobao sneaks into the Yuxu Palace, there must be an ulterior motive]

[Because there is insufficient evidence, you cannot slander the Chanjiao Golden Immortal teacher for no reason, so you plan to investigate]

[It just so happens that Jinzha and Muzha, who are practicing in the Yuxu Palace, possess the body-protecting treasure - Thunderbolt Sky Thunder, which contains the power of thunder, even the Golden Immortal will be shocked and retreat]

[You revealed this to Jinzha and Muzha, and the two of them were so generous that they immediately gave you three Thunderbolt Sky Thunders, and they were even willing to risk their lives to test the truth with you]

[You and Jinzha and Muzha have reached a friendship!]

Rhine's mouth twitched as he looked at the dungbombs in his hand.

You can recognize this thing as Thunderbolt Sky Thunder?

System, you're really something!

However, a hint of surprise appeared in Rhine's eyes again.

The Weasley brothers are actually the brothers Jinzha and Muzha in the system's judgment?

Although this makes a little sense, it always feels weird.

Nezha is the brother of Jinzha and Muzha, but in the system's judgment, Harry is Nezha, but Ron has become Lei Zhenzi...

Forget it, don't dwell on this.

Anyway, according to the trajectory of fate, Harry will be a family with the Weasley brothers sooner or later.

In addition, Jinzha and Muzha were also among the seven who became saints in the flesh in the Conferred Gods.

Although it is definitely not as good as Nezha, it is by no means mediocre.

To reach a friendship with them two at once, this reward is probably not ordinary.

But at this moment, Rhine was holding the dungbomb in his hand, eager to find Voldemort to brush up on his fortune, so that he could melt the aura talent he needed as soon as possible.

The reward for befriending the Weasley brothers will be discussed after the dungbomb is smeared on Voldemort's face!

A moment later, Rhine led the Weasley brothers, following the subtle sense of fortune they had just felt, to intercept Quirrell and Voldemort on their inevitable path.

The Weasley brothers asked in a low voice.

"Rhine, how do you know that Professor Quirrell will definitely take this path?"

Rhine said confidently.

"Of course I've been scouting."

Sure enough, along with his words, Quirrell's figure and his iconic big turban appeared at the corner at the end of the line of sight.

The Weasley brothers showed even more admiration in their eyes.

Just looking at Rhine's ability to scout, his mischievous skills are not shallow.

Hogwarts actually has such a master?

"But Rhine, Professor Quirrell is walking towards us."

"Are you sure you can throw the dungbomb on the back of his head?"

"We can't just throw it at him on purpose in front of him, we have to be a little further away, otherwise Gryffindor's points will be deducted by the professor."

"Do you want us to throw it?"

[You and Jinzha and Muzha ambushed on the inevitable path of the incarnation of Taoist Duobao]

[In the distance, the figure of Taoist Duobao is indeed as you said, floating over]

[Jinzha and Muzha are more and more convinced that you are telling the truth]

[It's just that the Thunderbolt Sky Thunder is a one-time magic weapon. If you miss, I'm afraid it will be bad]

Rhine's face showed a confident look.

"Trust me, no one in this world knows how to throw stones better than me."

After all, the technique he used to throw stones was learned from Deng Chanyu.

Even if it's not a five-colored stone in his hand, it can still exert a miraculous effect.

The Weasley brothers looked at each other.

Although they didn't know where Rhine's confidence came from, judging from Rhine's previous performance, he was absolutely sure.

Even if he misses, everyone will just carry it together.

"Okay, then let's watch your performance."

[Although Jinzha and Muzha still have doubts, since they have chosen to come with you to face Taoist Duobao, they have already put life and death aside.]

[All three Thunderbolt Sky Thunders are entrusted to you.]

[Success or failure depends on the host's one strike]

The information on the system light screen was flowing, but Rhine was no longer paying attention.

The technique of throwing five-colored stones clearly appeared in his mind.

While Quirrell was still being reprimanded by Voldemort, walking in a hurry, and not noticing anything unusual, three dungbombs suddenly drew a strange arc from Rhine's hand, spinning past Quirrell and flying towards the back of Quirrell.

"Professor, be careful of the Thunderbolt Sky Thunder!"

When Quirrell saw this strange-shaped magic item flying out and heard Rhine's cry, he was first taken aback.

Then he realized that this strange thing had passed over his head and didn't seem to be able to hit him, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

Those stupid Gryffindor little giants must be making noise and throwing things in the corridor again.

They always did this when I was in school.

But at this time, Quirrell was still a little fortunate.

At least this episode interrupted Voldemort's scolding.

But the next moment, the arcs of the three dungbombs collided in the air, and then they changed their trajectory together and bounced to the back of Quirrell's head.

Voldemort opened his mouth, about to reprimand Quirrell for being slow to react.

"Quirrell, you slow-witted fool..."

But before Quirrell could react, Voldemort's voice stopped abruptly, replaced by a hysterical scream of terror.

"Wait..."

"What the hell is this? ! !"