curse the world at hogwarts

After sending the letter to Morticia, Rhine felt that his shoulders were getting heavier and heavier.

These have long been lost in the long river of history. Even the records are ancient magics that we know but don't know why. They are all annoying old fairies.

As soon as the last problem started to appear, the next problem came to mind.

"Learn!"

"Too deep!"

“There is no end to learning!”

Rhine gave himself three consecutive Debuss that he talked about every day and used to motivate Hermione and others, and then took advantage of the class time to go to the eighth floor of the castle and found the familiar tapestry.

After all these years, the giant monster above still takes pains to pummel Barnabas, the idiot who is trying to teach him ballet.

It's a pity that Lain was not interested in these things back then. Although he once ran in with a certain senior, as a vibranium straight man who only existed for revenge, he quickly left the senior and left here.

Give you a chance, you are useless!

Even though this happened in the past, Rhine still felt blushing when he thought about it.

I was trying to dispel the dark history that emerged from my mind, trying to restrain myself from rolling on the floor and banging my head against the wall, when a door suddenly opened on the wall, and a...

Trelawney.

Rhine barely managed to catch her breath, and was performing on the spot how to back-butt the old aunt, but Trelawney opened her mouth in a panic.

"You didn't see anything! I just... I just..."

The magic stick professor's brain couldn't keep up with his mouth, and he was so stupid that he couldn't find a reason, and finally curled his mouth.

"I'm really scared of Mag!"

"Why can't we keep sherry in the classroom?"

Rhine was also speechless, and could only coax the giant old baby to calm down and hurried back towards the tower by saying he would never reveal it.

However, before she even walked down the stairs, she suddenly realized something and became furious!

"Rhine Lyle?"

"I still have some accounts to settle with you!"

She still remembered the frustrating experience of being bombarded by the Research Society some time ago and having trouble sleeping and eating. She blocked the door many times but could only find Dobby.

But when Trelawney fought her way back to the eighth floor, she found that Rhine was missing along with the door on the wall.

"You also want to hide something, right?"

Trelawney became suspicious, and the gossip in her heart began to swirl...

After quietly sneaking into the Room of Requirement and being clumsily rescued from a bunch of devil's nets by Rhine, Professor Magic learned what regret meant and squatted on the ground twitching.

She was just trying. Who would have thought that Rhine agreed with her needs and did not deliberately restrict her access?

"Okay!" Rhine had a headache. "I, the one who is being followed, haven't done much yet. Why are you, the follower, crying first?"

He was undefended, he did it on purpose.

Everything in the room is gone, and it's better for him to be secretive than to be upright.

Who knows if this old baby will turn around and tell Dumbledore that Rhine not only entered this place but also specifically prevented her from entering, arousing the even more deadly curiosity of the White Devil?

At least before seeing the basilisk and weighing whether he could conquer it, Rhine must not reveal his relationship with the diary.

As expected by Rhine, Trelawney stopped her false twitching, and with a curious expression that said "I will definitely tell this gossip", asked Rhine why he came in.

"Find this."

Rhine took out a dusty scroll from his pocket.

"I wrote some embarrassing things when I was a student, and I suddenly remembered and decided to get rid of them."

Trelawney looked at the faintly exposed tadpole-like handwriting, and suddenly felt that this reason was reasonable and credible.

When she was a student, she was also keen on inventing strange "words", and her classmates claimed they were celestial books handed down from their ancestors.

He also wore an eyepatch on his left eye and a bandage on his right hand. While shouting "My eyes! My eyes!", he told the speechless classmates that this was the opening of the spiritual vision of the prophet ancestor.

Then came the "invisible boundary line" and the "dark flame envoy", which caused everyone to burst into laughter, and the atmosphere inside and outside the classroom was filled with joy...

"I understand you!"

She suddenly stretched out her hand and put it on the shoulder of the former student whom she had once deemed as "not possessing spiritual vision and talent", and spoke with seriousness.

"Come and listen when you have time!"

"You may be a good seer of the second development!"

Thank you!

Rhine tried to imitate Draco a few years later, and used a spell to knock the old magician from the Room of Requirement to Godric's Hollow...

This is the awakening of a magical materialist against the superstition of wizards!

……

After finally getting rid of Trelawney, Rhine returned to the office and took out the scroll called "Black History" again.

This is exactly what Xiao Fu told him, and it is really the dark history of Voldemort, the adult version~

Just by pulling Xuxu away a little, Rhine saw the strange letters written in dark green ink on it shaking, like tadpoles leaping and twisting in the air, and a sound came into his mind.

To put it simply, it's "hiss", "hiss hiss", "hiss hiss hiss hiss";

The more advanced ones are "hiss", "hiss↑his", "his~hiss↓hiss√his!";

What about the highest promotion?

It was a bit like hundreds of years old phlegm stuck in his throat, he didn't know how to describe it.

"Parseltongue!"

Rhine sighed and shook his head.

As we all know, from "Tom Marvolo Riddle" to "I am Lord Voldemort", this noseless monster may have been extremely unsuccessful in his life, but he can be called the first "master of phrases" in the wizarding world. ".

Probably at this time, I didn't realize how much of a fool I was, so in order to show off the Parseltongue I inherited from my distant ancestor Salazar Slytherin, I wrote a "Dark Lord's Manifesto".

The most peculiar thing among them is that he blatantly compiled all the letters, grammar, and parseltongue corresponding to the grammar, compiled an article that can be read through, and hid it deep in Hogwarts, waiting for some stupid descendant to discover it. And worshiped.

The purpose of revealing it to "Judy" now is to prepare for the deadline, and to trick her into opening the door to the secret room and awakening the sleeping basilisk when she is unable to possess him.

Anyway, people without talent can only imitate based on pronunciation, which will not affect the purity of his bloodline at all.

As for whether he will take Judy as his own when he fully recovers, or crush him to death for the sake of his uniqueness, it all depends on Xiaofu's mood at that time.

"It's considered a craft, why don't you learn it?" Rhine asked Maleficent with a smile.

He is a well-established and socially time-traveling element who scorns the so-called "unique", "talented" and "noble", and really has little interest in them.

As for the method of subduing the basilisk, Maleficent has a method from the magical black forest, and she does not need to be a parselmouth to communicate.

Maleficent stared at this declaration seriously, and suddenly her eyes flashed.

"Do you still remember in "Advanced Black Magic Revealed", the author mentioned the description of handwriting when describing the Horcrux?"

Rhine was stunned, thought for a moment and nodded.

"When he said that he found this magic from the fragments of ancient magic, his handwriting was extremely messy, like a tadpole and a snake... huh?"

He suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

"Are you saying that all the mysteries we have about Horcruxes are because the so-called 'complete record' we saw today actually lacks the part that belongs solely to the creator's talent?"

In existing records...

The person who created the Hogwarts Basilisk was a Parseltongue Slytherin;

The man who created the seven evil Horcruxes was the Parseltongue Lord Voldemort;

And what about the man who cultivated the first basilisk and invented the Horcrux magic?

It's a Parseltongue--a despicable Herbo.

Rhine took a deep breath, and then tried to sigh out his lungs——

"Learn!"

"Too deep!"

“There is no end to learning!”

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