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The instant the troll called him "Papa," Rhine's fists clenched.

A fireball condensed in front of him, radiating scorching heat.

At that moment, he had the urge to unleash a Fiendfyre and burn the troll to cinders.

But after a moment, Rhine restrained himself.

Not only because the commotion would be too great, but also because a thought surfaced in his mind.

Trolls seemed to be magical creatures, with a danger level as high as 4X.

This danger level was much higher than his Fire Crab, Huhu.

If Huhu was carefully nurtured, its flame abilities could potentially rival those of a dragon.

What if he tamed this troll and nurtured it?

Perhaps it could become an existence far exceeding a 5X-level magical creature!

This thought arose, stopping Rhine from burning it to ashes.

At this time, the troll was still calling him Papa, trying to get closer to Rhine.

But Rhine indicated that the stench it emitted was enough to make even the Diamond Body dizzy.

It was simply a walking cesspool!

The next second, a gale surged in the bathroom, mixed with a sizzling electrical sound, and streaks of lightning circled around Rhine.

It was his Talent of Commanding Wind and Thunder!

Then, crackling lightning surged onto Rhine's wand, extending it to its full length, and he stabbed it hard into the troll's body.

The lightning condensed by the Talent of Commanding Wind and Thunder was unavoidable even for trolls, electrifying it until its eyes cleared up.

Looking at the wand in Rhine's hand and the surrounding lightning, the troll's eyes revealed fear, and it mumbled towards Rhine with gestures.

"Pa, you're really amazing!"

"This only happens when it thunders!"

Rhine took a deep breath and gave it another electric shock.

"If you call me that again, I'll make you eat electric shocks until you're full!"

The troll's eyes were full of grievance.

What else could this humanoid creature be other than Papa, who saw at a glance that he was a troll, was so much stronger than himself, and could even wield lightning?

But under the might of the electric shock, even the troll knew to behave, finding a title from its limited vocabulary.

"King."

Compared to the title of Papa, Rhine reluctantly accepted the title of King.

As for why he was pinching his nose, it was because the stench of the cesspool had been heated up after electrocuting the troll twice, and the degree of nausea was still rising.

Rhine couldn't bear it any longer and waved his wand.

"Scourgify!"

"Scourgify!"

"Scourgify!"

A gale rose, blowing away the troll's years of grime and stench.

Even with Rhine's Talent of Commanding Wind and Thunder enhancing the Cleaning Charm, it still took five full Cleaning Charms to reduce the troll's smell to an acceptable range.

The troll curiously felt the effects of being cleaned by the Cleaning Charm, then let out a vague grumble.

"King, it's itchy!"

"Want to roll in the mud!"

Rhine's eyelids twitched, and the lightning on his wand intensified again.

"If you dare to roll in the mud, believe it or not, I'll give you another electric shock right away?"

The troll shrank its head and shook it repeatedly.

"No, I won't, I won't."

Rhine then said.

"That's right, okay, stand still."

Immediately, Rhine's attention focused on the troll, and a hint of strangeness appeared in his eyes.

Absorbing the Spirit Beast Affinity and Spirit Beast Nurturing Talent of the Beast Taming Sect, combined with the Omniscience of the Seven Aperture Exquisite Heart, he sensed something different in the troll.

"The troll's bloodline seems to be a bit special."

"Ancient…"

"Many myths and legends have figures similar to trolls…"

"Tracing back to the source, the Hundred-Eyed Giants and Hundred-Armed Giants banished to Tartarus in ancient Greek mythology, monsters comparable to gods, seem to be the ancestors of the troll bloodline."

"It's just that over the long years, this bloodline has been diluted beyond recognition."

"But it's not impossible to gradually evolve the troll in that direction."

Instinctively, a "Troll Nurturing Recipe" appeared in Rhine's mind.

"Devil's Snare, the magic in this plant has a promoting effect on trolls."

"Using it as the main ingredient, combined with some other materials, it may allow the troll to accelerate to its bloodline limit, and it may become a Cyclops, Four-Armed Giant, etc., and will also have unique abilities."

"Even if it's still far from being comparable to the Hundred-Armed Giants and Hundred-Eyed Giants in myths and legends who were enough to fight against the gods, dragons are just things to be torn apart by hand!"

Rhine's eyes revealed excitement.

If he could really nurture the troll to that point, even in the final Battle of Hogwarts in the original book, it would be a factor affecting the battlefield.

If he could go even further, wizards of Dumbledore and Voldemort's level might have a headache.

That was a ferocious thing from myths and legends!

Thinking of this, Rhine also thought of the Three-Headed Dog on the fourth floor used to guard the Philosopher's Stone.

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This thing was recorded in the original book, and Hagrid bought it from a Greek guy.

There seem to be many fierce things among the magical creatures active near Greece, after all, that was once the place where the Olympian gods were active.

The ancestor of the Three-Headed Dog might be Cerberus, who guards hell, a monster that made so many demigod heroes helpless.

Especially thinking about the Three-Headed Dog's characteristic of liking to sleep while listening to music, it's really like Cerberus in mythology.

Rhine was quite expectant.

"If there's a chance, I can get the Three-Headed Dog too."

"In a few years, I might be able to collect those monster lineups from myths and legends under my command!"

At this time, Rhine looked at the troll, and the feeling of disgust was much less.

"I can't always call you Troll, from now on I'll call you Aba."

The troll mumbled.

"Aba, Aba Aba."

"I have a name, King gave me a name, Aba Aba."

Then, Rhine looked at the tattered clothes that the troll didn't know where it got from, frowned, and waved his wand again.

A Transfiguration spell came into being.

Aba's ragged clothes immediately became fitting and docile, as if a tall tailor had remade them.

Aba waved the wooden club excitedly at this time.

Just then, Professor McGonagall's angry cry came from outside the bathroom.

"Leave that child, now, immediately!"

A dazzling spell flashed, and the wooden club Aba was waving instantly turned into a clump of living thorns, tightly wrapped around Aba's arm, and still spreading towards its whole body.

Aba showed a look of pain and fear, and let out low roars.

"Aba, Aba Aba!"

"King!"

"Aba hurts, Aba is scared!"

Rhine sighed and said to Professor McGonagall.

"Professor, please stop."

"This troll is not old, it's just a juvenile, it came to the castle because it was lost."

"It has been tamed by me, it won't lose control."

Professor McGonagall did not put down her wand, with a serious expression.

"Rhine, I understand that young wizards like you have good intentions for everything, but trolls are definitely not magical creatures that can be tamed."

"Come over here, and we will deal with this troll later!"

Rhine looked at Aba and shook his head.

The next moment, in Professor McGonagall's stunned gaze, Rhine whispered.

"Fiendfyre."