I'm in Hogwarts, what the hell is the Honghuang system?

Chapter 106: Immortal Fude, the real Gryffindor!

Rhine was stunned when he saw the information appearing on the system screen.

No?

A formation genius like me, shouldn't you, Immortal Nan Ji, train me well?
What do you mean by not letting me get in touch with the art of formations?

If I don’t get any exposure to formations, where can I get resources?

Is it the system that made a mistake? Yes, the system has poor eyesight, so it is normal for it to make mistakes.

Immediately, Rhine proposed to Dumbledore.

"Headmaster, ahem, I think this game format will be very helpful in improving the quality of teaching at Hogwarts."

"How about we have this project permanently at Hogwarts, one every school year? I'd be happy to do this for everyone."

Dumbledore almost choked and subtly looked away.

"Ten points to Gryffindor for your adventurous and creative proposal, Rhine."

"As for the permanent resident game, well, that still requires a meeting to decide. As everyone knows, our process is very long. Let the next principal make this decision."

The next second, Dumbledore immediately changed the subject.

"By the way, what time is it now? It's so late. Hey, Rhine, you still have classes tomorrow, right?"

"It's very important for a young wizard of your age to get enough sleep. Go back to the dormitory. I will consider your suggestions carefully."

Rhine's face was full of disappointment.

My amazing talent for formations cannot be fully utilized. Alas, I still have many tricks that I learned in my previous life that I have not used. I feel so talented that I am not appreciated!

Now I just hope Dumbledore keeps his word and doesn't swallow the biting kale and mandrake he promised me.

Then, Rhine reluctantly left these checkpoints.

After Rhine left, Dumbledore let out a long sigh.

Before Harry Potter entered school, he had actually thought that if the level-breaking game in the first year was effective and could serve as a training for Harry, he could have one every year thereafter.

In this way, when Harry is about fourth or fifth year, the Triwizard Tournament will be restarted. Harry will naturally become the warrior representing Hogwarts and undergo unprecedented training.

But now, Dumbledore took out his memo from his pocket, crossed out these items one after another, and specially marked a line of words.

"Never let Rhine Snow know about the Triwizard Tournament, and letting him participate in the preparations is absolutely forbidden!"

……

At the same time, Rhine, who left the fourth floor, did not rush back to the dormitory, but came to the Room of Requirement again.

His gaze fell on the reward for becoming casually friends with Dumbledore - the Immortal Fude, and his expression became fiery.

This is the reward for making friends with a quasi-saint. It can improve your blessings and virtues, which is similar to improving your luck.

Such mysteries are what the higher-level cultivators desire more. I'm afraid even the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Xianjiao sect would be jealous of them!
Rhine's highest level of talent at present is undoubtedly the ability of a saint in the flesh - to achieve an infallible Vajra body. Many combat and life-saving methods require this talent as a foundation to be used, which is crucial to Rhine's strength.

But in terms of level, even if Yang Jian, Nezha, Lei Zhenzi and others who have achieved sainthood in the flesh after the Conferred God Tribulation join forces, they cannot reach the level of the Antarctic Immortal.

The level of the True Immortal Fude's talent is probably even higher than achieving the Vajra Body!

After taking a deep breath, Rhine whispered in his heart.

"System, grant me the True Immortal of Fortune."

The next moment, a golden light flashed in the reward column of the system light screen.

The four mysterious words "Fu De Zhen Xian" slowly emerged in the reward column, and actually pushed the position of achieving the Vajra Body to the back, occupying the front position of the reward column.

At the same time, Rhine fell into a trance, and the world in front of him seemed to have changed.

Doing good deeds, karma, blessings...

These originally empty and vague words now seemed to Rhine to be substantial and had real weight.

You reap what you sow. Although Rhine is still confused about the mysterious truth, he has already had a vague understanding of it.

"Is this the way of blessings and virtues that the Immortal of the South Pole realized?"

"No wonder he can become the eldest brother of the Xianjiao sect. His cultivation level is indeed incomparable to the twelve golden immortals of the Xianjiao sect who are caught in a killing calamity and are unaware of it."

"No wonder Nanji Xianweng's divination of the mysteries of heaven is rarely rivaled by anyone below the level of a saint. From this path of virtue and fortune, one can already see its connection to the mysteries of heaven."

Rhine looked at himself at this moment, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

Although my blessings cannot be said to be particularly deep, and have not reached the level of being favored by heaven, they should still be much better than those of ordinary people.

A sudden realization dawned on him.

"Part of the merit I've accumulated comes from the orphanage where I grew up, which I donated with my writing fees. Over the years, it has helped many orphans and accumulated merit for me."

"Another part took place in Diagon Alley, where I destroyed Voldemort's plan and saved many young wizards."

"Other rewards are the blessings I've gained from making friends with others and encouraging them to be good."

"No wonder I've been so lucky recently. My previous success rate in refining talents was also very high. Perhaps this is the manifestation of my accumulated blessings."

Rhine was also a little dazed.

"No wonder those people who have done good deeds for ten or a hundred lifetimes in myths and legends can even astonish the gods and Buddhas in heaven, because the blessings and virtues they possess are so profound that they are unimaginable."

"Even if we only help them a little, the immortals and gods will gain a lot of benefits from it."

"In the Harry Potter world, Voldemort's luck is getting worse and worse. It seems this is also the reason."

"This grandson is so wicked, he deserves his bad luck!" Then, Rhine's eyes fell on his current reward column.

It has been a while since the last talent smelting, and the reward column, which had been streamlined a lot, is once again crowded with various talents.

There was a hint of strangeness in Rhine's eyes.

"Refine your talent again. This matter must be put on the agenda."

"Especially those talents related to spiritual energy. They are too important to me. I must refine them into talents of a higher level. This is related to the speed of my future strength growth, and I absolutely cannot afford to make any mistakes."

"My current fortune allows me to have a high success rate in refining ordinary talents, but it's still not safe to guarantee that I can refine a high-level talent."

"You should do more good deeds and accumulate more blessings."

……

Early the next morning.

Harry, Ron and the others opened their eyes and looked at the time, becoming anxious.

"Oh no, it's too late for breakfast. I'm going to be late!"

They were worried about Rhine last night, wondering how Dumbledore talked to Rhine and whether Rhine changed his mind.

They stayed up late but Rhine didn't come back, so they couldn't bear it anymore and fell asleep.

They were almost late and they didn't want to be scolded.

Just as they jumped up in a hurry and wanted to put on their clothes and wash up and go to the classroom, they saw that their clothes seemed to have life and put on themselves.

When I turned around, I saw Rhine waving his staff.

Not only that, a sumptuous breakfast was also placed on the table in the dormitory.

Rhine smiled.

"Don't thank me, this is what I should do. Friends should take care of each other."

Harry and Ron looked at each other.

Why does it feel like Rhine is acting weird today?

Rhine frowned at this time and complained in his heart.

"Damn it! I barely slept. I helped Filch clean the school corridors, cleaned the owl house, posted homework answers in the common room, and delivered meals to every dormitory. I was well-received by the Gryffindors..."

"That's the only bit of merit you're giving me?"

"Damn it! No wonder it takes good people ten or even a hundred lifetimes to accumulate enough merit. At the rate at which merit is accumulated through doing good deeds, it would take several lifetimes!"

At this rate, how long will it take to accumulate enough blessings to steadily refine a super-high-level spiritual talent?
Just as Rhine frowned, Quirrell escaped from the trapdoor at the end of the corridor on the fourth floor with a terrified look on his face, and Voldemort was roaring in his mind.

"Quirrel, didn't you say you learned a spell that's very useful against dogs? While the professors are having breakfast, you might have some hope of dealing with that beast?"

"Why do you want me to take action again? It makes me waste so much precious energy."

"Also, what did you do to that dog? Why is it so much more aggressive than last time?!"

Qi Luo also wanted to cry but had no tears.

"Master, I don't know!"

"I hadn't even had time to cast the spell. As soon as I entered, the dog acted like it had taken some incredible potion."

"Snape, it must be Snape, this traitor who mixed the potion for the dog!"

Voldemort's tone was gloomy, as if he wanted to bite his teeth to pieces.

"No, Snape is still loyal."

"It's Dumbledore, it must be this despicable old man."

"Feeding the three-headed dog a strengthening potion, Dumbledore, you're capable of doing such a thing. Can you be more shameless?!"

At the same time, Rhine, who was frowning because the speed of accumulation of fortune was too slow, suddenly paused.

At this moment, a strong blessing of merit was bestowed upon him.

After a moment of astonishment, Rhine instantly understood the origin of this blessing.

"Because I fed the three-headed dog the Flying Tiger Pill, it has become much stronger than before, and has consumed a lot of Voldemort's strength."

“So my merits and virtues have increased?”

Rhine's eyes lit up instantly.

"grass!"

"A virtuous person must cultivate for ten or even a hundred lifetimes to become an immortal or a god, but an evil person can gain countless merits and become a Buddha instantly by simply laying down his butcher knife."

"The ancients were not wrong. Anyone who wants to do this kind of good deed can do it. How many people can ascend to heaven by doing good deeds?"

Rhine instantly put down the plates he was about to feed Harry and Ron and walked over to find the Weasley brothers.

"Fred, George."

"I heard you guys developed dung bombs? Could you lend me a few?"

"What? Do what a true Gryffindor would do!"

(End of this chapter)