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

Voldemort, a seasoned warrior, possessed an almost instinctive awareness of danger.

But at this moment, he sensed with horror on Quirrell that these three Dungbombs were no ordinary things.

If he got hit by them, he might be finished for life!

Quirrell woke up as if from a dream, but it was too late. The three Dungbombs were detonating right behind his head.

At that moment, it was as brilliant as golden fireworks…

"Protego!"

"Scourgify!"

"Aguamenti!"

Rhine, who was prepared, used everything he had learned and set up a tight defense the moment the Dungbombs exploded, fearing that he would be contaminated by this deadly weapon.

Fortunately, Quirrell and Voldemort bore the brunt of the attack, and Rhine and the Weasley twins were not even touched.

Looking at Quirrell, the black hooded robe he was wearing looked like he had taken a roll in the mud.

But Quirrell now wished it really was mud, but when the stench engulfed him, Quirrell let out a scream.

"No!"

He couldn't even care about himself now, his mind was filled with one thought.

"Master!"

Voldemort was silent at this moment.

Quirrell turned his head sharply and looked at Rhine and the Weasley twins, his eyes almost red.

"What exactly are you doing?!"

"I'm going to deduct all the points from Gryffindor…"

But at this moment, Rhine said with an innocent face.

"Professor, we are also very innocent. You can see that we didn't throw them at you."

"The Dungbombs had already passed you. It must have been a strong wind blowing in from the windowsill that blew them back. We really didn't mean to."

As he spoke, Rhine pinched his nose and showed an exaggerated expression.

"But Professor, luckily, the large scarf on the back of your head blocked most of the force."

"Take off the scarf quickly, it's almost soaked through. You don't want the back of your head to get covered in dung, do you?"

Quirrell was about to be driven mad.

"You!"

But at this moment, an even more hysterical roar sounded in Quirrell's mind.

"Quirrell, the scarf is really about to be soaked through."

"I swear, if you dare let me get stuck to that filthy, disgusting thing, I will kill you ten thousand times!"

Quirrell shuddered suddenly, a look of fear appearing in his eyes.

Then, he couldn't even bother deducting points from Rhine and the Weasley twins. Like his butt was on fire, he ran madly towards the bathroom.

Looking at Quirrell's departing figure, the Weasley twins also showed a strange look in their eyes.

Previously, they were just curious about what was under Quirrell's big scarf, and didn't really think that Quirrell might have a problem.

But now, they were certain.

"He'd rather wear a scarf covered in dung than take it off. Can a normal person do that?"

"There's definitely something wrong with that scarf!"

At the same time, information was also refreshed on Rhine's system screen.

[The host hit the Chan Sect Golden Immortal possessed by Daoist Duobao with the Thunderbolt Feces Bomb, blasting black smoke from his body. Even Daoist Duobao's parasitic soul became unstable, forcing him to quickly return to his cave to stabilize his soul]

[After this incident, Jinzha and Muzha were even more convinced that there was indeed a big problem with this Chan Sect Golden Immortal.]

Rhine felt an increasingly strong wave of merit fall upon him at this time.

He felt great.

Throwing Dungbombs was much better than doing good deeds!

Being able to disgust Voldemort and accumulate merit at the same time was double the happiness!

However, Rhine estimated that although the merit on his body was now much stronger than before, if he wanted to ensure that he could melt a high-level talent without failure, then the thicker the merit, the better.

It wasn't enough now, he had to farm it from Voldemort!

Rhine looked at the Weasley twins, first giving them a high-five for the successful prank, and then Rhine asked expectantly.

"Can you guys get some more Dungbombs?"

"If we do it a few more times, maybe we can find out what exactly is under Professor Quirrell's big scarf."

The Weasley twins were also moved.

But then, they showed a regretful expression.

"I'm afraid it's hard to get more Dungbombs. These last three Dungbombs were made by us secretly going to the bathroom every night."

"If we want to get enough materials again, I'm afraid we'll have to wait."

"We used to want to try to conjure this thing, but it seems to be restricted by that Gamp's Law of Elemental Transfiguration, and we can't conjure dung."

Rhine showed a look of disappointment when he heard this.

No Dungbombs?

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Then he could only throw stones at Voldemort's face, or at most, after getting the Biting Cabbage, try throwing a pot of young Biting Cabbage at Voldemort's face.

But these things were all physical attacks, and he always felt that they weren't as effective as Dungbombs, which were both magical and physical, and also had mental attacks and defense-breaking damage.

At this moment, the Weasley twins added a few words.

"Actually, the most ideal material for making Dungbombs in our vision is the dung of trolls."

"Trolls not only poop a lot, but the power used to make Dungbombs will probably increase greatly."

"The closest place we can find trolls is in the Forbidden Forest, but Hagrid has already set his sights on us. He will definitely not let us in. Even if we go in, the Forbidden Forest is so big, it's hard to find trolls."

[You asked Jinzha and Muzha if there were more Thunderbolt Feces Bombs, so that you could further prevent the actions of the Chan Sect Golden Immortal.]

[Jinzha and Muzha sighed. The Thunderbolt Feces Bomb is a strange magic weapon with the greatest power, but it is not easy to make, especially because a key natural treasure—nitre spiritual soil—is really rare]

[This thing is produced the most in Meishan, but Yuan Hong, the leader of the Seven Monsters of Meishan, is a great power with a weird temper and great magical powers, so I am afraid it will be difficult to accommodate]

But Rhine couldn't help but show a strange smile after hearing what they said.

"Hagrid? I'm familiar with him!"

"Don't worry, I'll have an owl send Hagrid a letter. When he sees it, he'll take you to find troll dung."

The Weasley twins looked at each other, both showing ecstatic expressions.

"Rhine, are you on such good terms with Hagrid?"

"That's really great. We always want to go to the Forbidden Forest to find materials, but Hagrid can catch us every time."

"Then in the future, you have to ask Hagrid to help with the materials for our prank products!"

"We'll go now!"

[You heard the words of Jinzha and Muzha, and suddenly laughed. I thought what it was, it turned out to be Yuan Hong, the leader of the Seven Monsters of Meishan.]

[You don't know that I and Yuan Hong are sworn brothers and have a close friendship. What difficulty is there in writing a letter to Meishan to get nitre spiritual soil?]

[Jinzha and Muzha were overjoyed, unexpectedly your connections are so extensive, and you have friendship with great powers like Yuan Hong, and they admire you even more]

[The two brothers immediately set off for Meishan, so that a major event can be accomplished!]

After letting the owl send the letter, Rhine looked at the departing figures of the Weasley twins and entered the Room of Requirement again.

A trace of anticipation appeared in his eyes.

"Jinzha and Muzha are also existences who have become saints in the flesh."

"Let me see what rewards I have gained from befriending them."

The next moment, seeing the rewards extended from Jinzha and Muzha's connections, Rhine's breathing suddenly stopped, and his face was filled with ecstasy.

[You have formed a casual friendship with Jinzha, you have obtained the talent reward—Swordplay Perfection!]

[You have formed a casual friendship with Muzha, you have obtained the talent reward—Swordplay Perfection!]

[Since the casual friendship rewards of Jinzha and Muzha are repeated, the talent melting is automatically triggered and is guaranteed to be successful. You have obtained the talent reward—Swordplay Mastery!]