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

The sigh of youth is fleeting. After returning to the castle, I can finally enjoy a weekend without classes.

Ron hurriedly took out the Wizard's Chess and began searching for companions in the common room to engage in a fierce battle.

Hermione, the know-it-all queen, devoted herself to studying without a moment's rest.

After all, compared to the original timeline, she now bears the responsibility of answering questions and resolving doubts for the first-year Gryffindors. She cannot allow herself to give ambiguous answers.

While the two of them were busy, Harry looked at Rhine.

"Rhine, do... do you have time?"

Rhine's eyes showed a look of doubt.

"Um, Harry, what's the matter? I have to go to the bathroom; my stomach is a little uncomfortable."

Harry was stunned for a moment, then showed an expression of understanding.

"Eating too much rock cake is quite normal. Do you want to go to the hospital wing?"

Rhine asked in return.

"Didn't you have something to ask me?"

Harry showed a tangled, guilty expression and shook his head after a long while.

"Forget it, I haven't thought it through yet."

"You go ahead. I'll find you after I've thought it over."

Rhine didn't know what Harry was considering.

However, what he was most looking forward to now was receiving the 'Natural Duelist' and 'Master of Staff' talents, so he didn't think too much about what was causing Harry's strange behavior.

A moment later, Rhine arrived at the familiar bathroom.

After closing the door, he couldn't wait to say in his mind.

"System, receive the 'Natural Duelist' and 'Master of Staff' talents!"

In the next second, these two talents appeared in the reward column of the system's light screen.

A mysterious and profound feeling suddenly flowed through Rhine's heart.

This feeling was not an increase in magic power or physical strength, but more like a lubricant, flowing through Rhine's body, turning all his current magic and abilities into tightly meshed gears.

Before this, although Rhine had mastered many talents and spells, most of the time he simply used one of them.

For example, when fighting the Slytherins earlier, only the Transfiguration and the Creation of All Things talents were actually used.

Although not using other abilities was a bit of a way to hide his strength, not wanting to make too much noise, part of the reason was that Rhine had mastered these abilities too quickly. In fact, he hadn't used them much, let alone combined them flexibly in battle.

He might need many more battles to hone his skills before he could coordinate these abilities and use them perfectly in battle.

But with the appearance of the 'Natural Duelist' talent, Rhine directly skipped the hard work of these combat training.

The dueling talent from the Primordial True Lord Taiyi had injured and killed countless immortals and gods. How could it be regarded as ordinary?

At this moment, Rhine was simply injected with the instinct to fight. Combat was his innate talent.

Now, when he recalled his previous battles, he felt a sense of shame.

Too crude!

Then, Rhine took a deep breath, his face showing joy.

After the 'Natural Duelist' talent took effect, even if his on-paper strength had not actually changed and he had not gained any new combat skills, his actual combat ability could be described as vastly different.

Killing his former self might be quite difficult, but defeating him would be easy!

Immediately, a strange feeling surged from Rhine's hand holding the Ancient Staff.

Rhine's eyes widened.

At this moment, he felt as if the Ancient Staff in his hand had come to life.

Not only that, but when holding the Ancient Staff, Rhine felt as if the world in front of him was nothing more than a stick.

It seemed that the long staff in his hand could stir up changes in the wind and clouds, and overturn the universe.

Although Rhine understood that this was an illusion, it still deeply shocked him.

"Master of Staff... is this the Master of Staff?"

Rhine carefully examined the Ancient Staff in his hand, then casually twirled it.

The Ancient Staff in his hand was sometimes long, sometimes short, sometimes bright, sometimes dark, sometimes hidden, sometimes visible.

Within five meters of his body, there were overlapping shadows of the staff everywhere. Enemies would be hit by the staff no matter where they were.

But it was not just that. Between the swings of the long staff, it carried a mysterious artistic conception, triggering some strange power.

Rhine's heart surged with stormy waves.

This power was somewhat familiar, but also somewhat strange.

Some of it was like spiritual energy.

It's just that, unlike the wind-attributed spiritual energy brought by the 'Drinking Dew' talent and the earth-attributed spiritual energy absorbed by the Earth Spirit Primordial Spirit, this spiritual energy also contains an aura that seems to be born for battle and slaughter. It cannot be absorbed for cultivation, but it has terrifying power in battle.

"Could this be the so-called baleful aura?"

"I remember that if most Primordial cultivators want to obtain baleful aura, they have to use special methods to collect it in special places. I didn't expect that the 'Master of Staff' could directly trigger the baleful aura?"

"Master of Staff, no wonder it is said that with a staff in hand, immortals and gods lower their eyebrows. If this baleful aura is concentrated to a certain degree, it can really kill immortals and gods!"

At this moment, the baleful aura was added to the staff. Although it was thin, only wisps of it, it still caused the power of the staff technique to continue to climb!

At this time, Rhine felt that the Ancient Staff in his hand was becoming heavier and heavier, like supporting a mountain.

If this continues, the commotion would be too great.

So Rhine quickly stopped, and with a low shout, the overlapping shadows of the staff around him merged into one.

The Ancient Staff in his hand blurred for a while, and a staff strike wrapped in baleful aura struck the air.

In an instant, the baleful aura roared and surged with the staff wind, bombarding the wall of the bathroom.

Dense cracks began to appear on the wall of the bathroom, spreading across the entire wall in the blink of an eye.

This was still the result of Rhine's strike landing in the air. If it had hit, Hogwarts Castle would have been punched through this side!

A trace of brilliance flashed in his eyes.

The power of this staff strike really shocked Rhine himself.

Even with his current physique, he felt a threat from this staff strike.

In terms of attack strength, the staff technique has become Rhine's strongest means!

"I wonder if a staff technique wrapped in baleful aura can shatter Voldemort's Horcruxes?"

Rhine's eyes flickered.

Hogwarts is still a bit tense now. After all, a troll appeared before, and the professors are also setting up obstacles in the Chamber of Secrets. Voldemort, possessed by Quirrell, is running around looking for opportunities to get the Sorcerer's Stone.

When the atmosphere eases a little, he can find an opportunity to go to the Room of Requirement and start looking for Ravenclaw's diadem.

If he can destroy it, Rhine will be able to get the first reward from Voldemort, the Daoist of Many Treasures.

That is luck added to the body, which might be even more perverted than a permanent Felix Felicis. Naturally, the sooner he gets it, the better.

Rhine's thoughts flashed in his mind, and he quickly left the bathroom.

In the next two days, Rhine was in the Hogwarts library, reading books and searching for clues about ancient magic, while continuing to absorb spiritual energy with the Earth Spirit Primordial Spirit talent to enhance his physical body and magic power, while familiarizing himself with the changes that the 'Natural Duelist' and 'Master of Staff' brought to his strength.

Just as time was passing quickly, on Sunday night, Rhine had just returned to the Gryffindor common room from the library when he saw Harry sitting in a seat, seemingly waiting for him.

"Rhine, I have something to ask of you..."

Harry said hesitantly.

Rhine looked surprised.

"Harry, tell me."

After a moment of silence, Harry said in a low voice.

"Can you help me with my makeup again?"