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

Looking at the ancient badge in his hand, Rhine's eyes revealed a hint of disbelief.

This thing carries luck?

Even if it's minimal, and completely different in scale from the luck the great sects in the prehistoric world fought for, it's still luck, one of the rarest resources in the prehistoric world.

An ordinary small cultivator would treat a treasure touched by luck as the most precious thing, as it would be of great benefit to their cultivation.

For example, when encountering a mortal enemy, they might be able to escape death by sheer luck.

When seeking a breakthrough, they might find an opportunity because of this trace of luck.

Even if there is a corresponding refining technique, adding an item touched by luck could very likely create a magic weapon that exceeds expectations.

Even quasi-sage level immortals and gods are eager for luck, and now an item touched by luck has fallen into Rhine's hands, how could it not cause a storm in his heart?

This thing is definitely not ordinary, and has a deep connection with the Longbottom family. They even took this out to thank me, when all I did was give Neville a little push.

This favor is truly too great!

Rhine treasured the badge and put it into his arms.

Whether it was psychological comfort or his current perception was truly so keen, he seemed to be able to detect some subtle changes.

Just as Rhine was feeling the item of luck, Neville opened another, more delicate package, which contained the Remembrall mentioned in the original story.

Neville also exclaimed in surprise.

"Grandma knows I'm always forgetful, so she got me a Remembrall."

"Whenever I forget something, it will turn red to remind me, like this..."

Neville held the Remembrall.

The next second, the Remembrall emitted a bright red light.

Neville froze, his face suddenly turning pale.

"What did I forget?"

"This is terrible, it won't tell me what I forgot."

Rhine watched this scene that had appeared in the original story and sighed inwardly.

If it was Neville, even if he wasn't forgetful, the Remembrall would still glow red.

The reason is simple, he had been subjected to the Obliviate charm and had forgotten the cruel scene of his parents being tortured in front of him.

Rhine said.

"Neville, it doesn't matter if the Remembrall doesn't work."

"From now on, before we leave the dormitory every day, we'll help you check what you need to bring, and we'll remind you when you need to go to the greenhouse, so you won't forget."

"It's just that you have to help the brothers in the dormitory with their Herbology homework, and also the pumpkins planted by Professor Sprout, they're so fragrant, help us bring a few more to eat when you have the chance."

Neville immediately showed a grateful expression.

"That would be great!"

"I've been having nightmares lately about forgetting to go to the greenhouse, and I've been woken up several times!"

Just as he was excited, he didn't hold it firmly, and the Remembrall fell to the ground, rolling out from the Gryffindor table.

Neville cried out in panic, clumsily chasing after the Remembrall.

Seeing this scene, the Gryffindor people all sighed and rubbed their foreheads.

Rhine also sighed.

Who would have thought that this clumsy little fatty would one day perform the "Gryffindor Sword Saint" operation?

Rhine waved his wand lightly.

"Accio Remembrall."

With his current magic power, the Accio charm was easily released.

Even the super long-distance Accio charm that Harry showed in the Triwizard Tournament, Rhine could also do.

Of course, at this distance, there was no need to go to that extent.

The moment the Accio charm was released, the Remembrall stopped rolling and slowly flew towards the Gryffindor side.

Neville finally breathed a sigh of relief.

But the next second, a hand steadily grabbed the Remembrall.

It was Slytherin Quidditch Captain Marcus Flint, the one whose teeth Rhine knocked out last time for calling Hermione a Mudblood.

At this time, although his teeth had grown back under magic, they were still a bit leaky.

But this didn't make him look pitiful, but even more deserving of a beating.

Flint pinched the Remembrall, shook it a few times, made a gesture of throwing a Quaffle, and laughed.

"Longbottom, want me to give it back to you?"

"Then you have to say please!"

Neville looked at Flint angrily.

He remembered very clearly that when Hermione protected them behind her, it was Flint who attacked with a dark curse.

If it weren't for Rhine, Hermione might have been injured.

"I won't say please to you!"

"I see you want to try the taste of having your front teeth knocked out again!"

Neville's outburst stunned Flint.

Wasn't it said that this fatty from the Longbottom family was the most cowardly and incompetent?

Why is he so aggressive?

"You!"

Before Flint could spew out any more dirty words, Rhine had already waved his wand, increasing the power of the Accio charm.

"Accio Remembrall!"

Instantly, caught off guard, Flint felt a huge force coming from the Remembrall in his hand, making him feel like he was really holding a Quaffle.

No, no, it was the most brutal Bludger!

Out of habit from playing Quidditch, he subconsciously grabbed the Remembrall tightly, and as a result, his whole body was dragged over.

Rhine raised the wand in his hand and asked the Weasley twins.

"You are Beaters, what is the standard posture for hitting a Bludger in Quidditch, demonstrate it?"

The Weasley twins' eyes lit up, laughed, jumped on the table, and gestured a hitting posture.

The next second, Rhine perfectly replicated it, and another wand hit Flint's cheek, Flint's eyes went black, and he slid away on the slippery floor, leaving only the Remembrall in his hand, which Rhine handed to Neville.

Quidditch commentator Lee Jordan also improvised a commentary.

"Beautiful hitting action, Gryffindor player Rhine Snow knocks away the Bludger that is about to rush into the crowd."

"Oh, what, oh my god, he also got the Quaffle?"

"Shot, hit, Gryffindor leads ten to zero!"

Hogwarts Hall suddenly burst into laughter, followed by a burst of warm applause.

The applause from the Gryffindor and Hufflepuff tables was particularly warm.

The former goes without saying, while the latter is because Neville has been helping out in the Hufflepuff greenhouse recently.

For the little badgers who have always loved soil, herbs, and are enthusiastic, those who like to plant are their own people.

What's more, Neville has been helping the upperclassmen clean tools. The first-year students can't deal with Flint, but the upperclassmen badgers are not unable to show their claws.

When Flint wanted to bully Neville just now, several upperclassmen Hufflepuffs, including Cedric Diggory, had already drawn their wands.

Even if Rhine didn't take action, Flint would have already been knocked down by a spell now.

Cedric raised his hands high in the crowd, looked in Rhine's direction, and mouthed a shape.

"Nice hit, looking forward to you joining the Gryffindor Quidditch team!"

Rhine was stunned for a moment, then responded with a friendly smile.

On the system light screen in front of him, another line of messages appeared.

[In the process of managing the rampant monsters outside the Jade Void Palace, you met the young Huang Tianhua who was cultivating in the Jade Void Palace, Huang Tianhua praised your skills]