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

Even after subconsciously releasing the ropes created by the Transfiguration spell, Voldemort's body was still pulled by that brute force towards Rhein.

And Rhein had already brandished the Ancient Staff, the wind whistling as it swung!

In an instant, Quirrell suddenly felt control being returned to him.

He exclaimed in astonishment.

"Master?"

But Quirrell only heard Voldemort's low cry.

"It seems there's a slight problem with the magic, you handle it yourself..."

Quirrell opened his mouth wide.

Ah?

You're leaving me to handle this myself?

How am I supposed to handle this?

Fortunately, Quirrell's distress didn't last long, because the next second, the Ancient Staff struck Quirrell's face.

His vision went black, and he fell headfirst to the ground.

At this moment, the classroom was silent, and gazes of shock fell upon Rhein.

"Rhein, you..."

"You beat the professor?!"

The young wizards who had just been dealt with by Quirrell looked at Rhein as if they were looking at a god.

We knew you were strong, but we didn't know you were this strong!

Rhein shook his head.

"The professor was just letting me win."

What he said wasn't exactly modest.

From beginning to end, neither Quirrell nor Voldemort had used any Dark Magic.

Otherwise, with the strength Rhein had just displayed, it wouldn't have been so easy to win.

But the young wizards didn't care so much.

The fact was that Rhein was standing, and Quirrell was unconscious!

Ron's eyes shone as he looked at Rhein with longing.

"Rhein, what was that magic just now? Can we learn it?"

The other young wizards also cast fervent gazes.

That fire-controlling magic was just too cool, who wouldn't want to learn it?

Rhein smiled.

"You can learn that magic, but its threshold is a bit high."

"Not only must you master the Incendio spell to perfection, but you must also reach the level of animate Transfiguration."

Hearing this requirement, disappointment appeared in Ron and the others' eyes.

The level of animate Transfiguration was too difficult. It would be good if they could turn a matchstick into a silver needle this semester.

It was said that most graduates don't reach the level of animate Transfiguration!

It seemed that this cool and powerful magic was out of their reach.

Rhein couldn't do anything about it.

A large part of his ability to unleash Fiendfyre Path was also due to talent.

If he were to rely purely on magical skill, even he would find it a bit difficult to achieve such power.

But looking at the disappointed young wizards, Rhein said again.

"Actually, you don't necessarily have to learn my magic. Using your own magic well is the most powerful magic."

As the young wizards were puzzled, Rhein continued.

"You all heard Professor Quirrell's lecture just now. The reason why Dark Magic is powerful is because the negative emotions that drive Dark Magic are themselves very deep and clear."

"Even a child can have deep-seated hatred, so Dark Magic is naturally powerful."

"But in fact, we all have some special talents or traits, or emotions buried in our subconscious. If we can find these emotions, then a certain spell may have miraculous effects."

While everyone was still somewhat confused, Rhein gave an example.

"For example, Seamus definitely has some kind of trait in the Exploding Charm."

"Perhaps he will have great difficulty using other spells, but creating explosions is definitely easy for him."

"If he concentrates on practicing the Exploding Charm, Seamus will soon have extremely high attainments in this spell."

When this example was given, the Gryffindors immediately understood.

"You mean each of us may have a spell that suits us?"

"Finding this spell will make us stronger?"

Rhein smiled and nodded.

"Not only does the wand choose the wizard, but the spell and the wizard are also a two-way choice."

"This requires you to carefully explore your inner selves and find your deepest desires. Generally speaking, this spell is closely related to your inner self."

Hermione, listening to Rhein's words, had a thoughtful look in her eyes.

"Inner desires, emotions in the heart..."

In her mind, the image of Rhein standing in front of her several times appeared.

Hermione clenched her palms.

She also wanted to protect Rhein, instead of always being protected by Rhein.

The next time she encountered danger, she hoped that her magic could protect Rhein and the people around her.

Hermione thought of a spell she had seen in an advanced Charms textbook—the Protego Maxima.

This was an extremely powerful defensive charm that most adult wizards could not use.

It was even said that many Aurors couldn't cast this spell!

But Hermione had a feeling that if she had to find a spell that suited her best, then it might be it.

At the same time, Harry also fell into thought.

What did he desire most?

Countless times, he had seen a dazzling green light in his dreams, accompanied by sneers, cries, screams, and the throbbing pain of scars.

Recalling this dream, Harry's eyes slowly became firm.

"I want..."

"To prevent that thing from firing green light again."

Harry subconsciously waved his wand.

On the ground, the wand beside Quirrell suddenly spun and flew to a farther place.

Rhein raised an eyebrow, a trace of surprise flashing in his eyes.

Wizards in the magical world don't have a limit on the amount of magic power, but there is a limit on the intensity of magic power.

Some profound magics cannot be used by wizards with low magic intensity unless they undergo long-term training.

But Harry, carrying a Horcrux of Voldemort, showed a magic intensity significantly higher than wizards of the same age in the original book.

Judging from his current performance, I'm afraid Harry will soon be able to master the Expelliarmus spell.

Judging from Harry's compatibility with the Expelliarmus spell, could it be that this life's Harry will become an Expelliarmus master by graduation?

And these Gryffindor young wizards, at the node where the great war breaks out in the original book, may have more unexpected performances.

At this time, the bell rang for the end of class.

The Gryffindors filed out, but even in the corridor, they were still excitedly discussing what Rhein had just taught them.

Seamus chattered about his experiences of blowing up various things when he was a child.

"Guys, actually I've always been afraid to say it, but I think explosion is simply an art."

"From today on, please call me Seamus, the explosion artist!"

The Gryffindors next to him showed teasing smiles.

"Then it's over, Seamus, you'll deduct all our points."

"Also, I'm afraid there will be countless trophies waiting for you in the trophy room. You better practice the Cleaning Charm too, but don't blow up those trophies."

"Otherwise, Professor McGonagall will definitely swallow you alive."

Just as the Gryffindors were in a cheerful mood, talking and laughing, the first-year Slytherins, who had just finished class, walked towards them.

The scene of the last academy melee was still vivid in their minds, and the young wizards on both sides immediately glared at each other.

But when the Slytherins saw Rhein's figure, their expressions changed, and they all looked away, snorted coldly, and quickened their pace to leave.

Rhein didn't care either, but he saw Malfoy walking alone among the group of Slytherin young wizards. Even Crabbe and Goyle didn't follow him like before.

When the crowd was crowded, someone seemed to deliberately push Malfoy, pushing him staggeringly towards the Gryffindors.

Rhein frowned.

It seemed that Malfoy's behavior during the last academy melee made him unpopular with the Slytherins.

Then, Rhein's wand protruded and held Malfoy.

After Malfoy stood firm, he glanced at Rhein, said nothing, and silently walked forward along the corridor.

It's just that Rhein's sight fell on the system light curtain.

It was found that Chong Heihu, who had reached a particularly jealous relationship in the original enemy relationship, had now become a general acquaintance.

Rhein raised an eyebrow.

Heh, Malfoy is quite arrogant?

But then he shook his head. Malfoy's situation had little to do with him. It was all his own choice.

If you like to jump left and right, then naturally you have to be prepared to be unwelcome.

Rhein was not interested in being a nanny for children, and soon put this matter behind him.

Compared to these trivial matters, what Rhein was more concerned about was the detention (small lesson) he and Harry were going to Snape's office tomorrow night.

In addition to being able to access Snape's unique potions and magic, there are many good things in Snape's office.

A potions master's collection, you can imagine how precious it is.

Maybe you can find materials that are useful to Rhein inside.

It's just that if Rhein opens his mouth, I'm afraid Snape will never allow a first-year student to appreciate his collection.

But if Harry goes with him, then it's not necessarily.

Thinking of this, Rhein said to Harry.

"Harry, tomorrow we are going to Professor Snape's office for detention."

"How about preparing a gift for him?"

Harry thought it made sense.

"Indeed, Professor Snape is so kind to me, I should indeed prepare a gift."

"But what to prepare?"

Rhein gave a meaningful suggestion at this time.

"Harry, haven't you found out that Professor Snape and your mother are in the same grade? Judging from his friendly attitude towards you, maybe he and your mother are good friends."

"Why don't you copy a picture of your mother and give it to the professor as a souvenir?"