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

Chapter 206: Epic Enhancement, Semi-transparent Black Silk Savior! Dao Heart Trial!

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As soon as Snape realized the figure that had surfaced in his mind, he felt as though he had offended himself and shook his head repeatedly.

Use 'Harley' to make these Slytherin students transfer their affections?

Just thinking about it, Snape felt like his own daughter was being tricked away by some punk.

Were they even worthy?

At this moment, Dumbledore seemed to have thought of a method and suggested to Snape.

"How about we invite Gryffindor…"

Before he could finish speaking, as soon as Snape heard the word 'Gryffindor,' his expression changed drastically, and he rebuked Dumbledore angrily.

"Don't even think about it!"

"I don't agree!"

"Dumbledore, you're simply senile!"

Dumbledore blinked with a puzzled expression, and hesitated.

"Ah?"

"…"

"Severus, what I was going to say was to invite Quidditch stars from Gryffindor and Slytherin to watch the game."

"The winner of the inter-house Quidditch league can have a friendly match with these stars."

"I thought this would have a similar effect to transference, diverting the attention of all the students to Quidditch. I even thought I had come up with a good idea."

"Am I just too old and out of touch with the current students, Severus? Why are you so agitated?"

Facing Dumbledore's puzzled gaze, Snape's face suddenly turned blood red, and he stammered in explanation.

"Quid… Quidditch?"

"Ah, so it's Quidditch. I knew you would say that…"

"Dumbledore, I mean, you old fool, did you take your tooth-cleaning potion today? Are you going to negotiate with Quidditch stars with a mouthful of rotten teeth?"

"I'll brew you some potion right now."

Immediately, Snape quickly strode away, leaving Dumbledore with a face full of suspicion.

"Didn't Severus used to complain every day that my tooth-cleaning potion had to be reimbursed?"

"Why is he so proactive today?"

However, Dumbledore then shook his head, revealing a hint of a smile.

"He probably wants me to invite those Quidditch stars over quickly, so that the Slytherin students can cheer up sooner."

"Sure enough, the Half-Blood Prince still cares about Slytherin."

Immediately, Dumbledore also quickened his pace, returning to prepare for the Quidditch friendly match.

… …

In the Room of Requirement.

Rhine continuously manipulated the hand seals, casting the restrictions recorded in the Heavenly Demon Treasure Refining Art onto the clothes that Harry had asked Rhine to refine.

However, ordinary material clothes couldn't withstand even a single restriction and were already showing signs of collapse.

Seeing this, Rhine flicked his finger, and a bit of golden light of merit fell, stabilizing the restriction that was about to collapse.

Although using merit to refine such a piece of clothing was indeed a waste of natural resources.

Fortunately, although the magical world was short of resources, merit was quite sufficient under the circumstance of only supplying Rhine alone.

Using this little bit didn't count for much.

Moreover, the Invisibility Cloak, a Deathly Hallow lent by Harry, was indeed very useful to Rhine.

Just being able to comprehend the Dao of Space with it was considered a good opportunity even in the prehistoric world.

In this magical world, if this opportunity was missed, it was unknown if there would be a similar opportunity.

Using some merit as compensation was not a loss!

And as this bit of golden light of merit entered, the material of the clothes Harry gave also underwent a transformation.

Rhine, in one go, cast a full seven restrictions onto it.

Dustproof, waterproof, fireproof, activating a magical energy shield, and also possessing the ability to be invisible comparable to the Invisibility Cloak, as well as the black silk turning translucent and color-changing and beauty functions that Harry particularly valued.

In the blink of an eye, this set of clothes could be considered to have joined the ranks of low-grade magical artifacts in the prehistoric world.

Although the grade was not high, and the restrictions cast were all extremely ordinary, relying on the bit of merit contained within, the consumption of spiritual energy was extremely small.

Except for actively stimulating the spiritual energy shield, which required consuming a little spiritual energy, the consumption of the remaining functions was almost zero.

For Harry, who had just started cultivating, it was just right.

Taking a deep breath, incorporating the little bit of spiritual energy fed back from using the artifact to prove the Dao into his Yuan Sea, Rhine then called over Harry, who had been looking forward to it for a long time.

"Harry, try this set of clothes?"

"You can drip blood to recognize it as its master, so it will be easier to control."

Excited anticipation appeared in Harry's eyes, and according to what Rhine said, he pierced his fingertip, and a drop of bright red blood fell on this set of magical clothes.

Immediately, a sense of connection between bloodlines emerged.

Harry gently caressed this set of magical clothes, feeling a strong sense of security from it.

It was as if as long as he wore it, no danger in this world could harm him again.

Harley, who had already put on makeup, couldn't wait to change into this magical garment.

In an instant, a little witch with even more charm than the legendary Veela bloodline appeared in front of Rhine.

Rhine had previously felt that Harley's foundation was really good.

Most people who saw Harley for the first time would probably never dare to believe that this was actually a cross-dressing man.

At this moment, under the blessing of the beauty restriction attached to the magical garment, Harley was even more like shining, causing the people who saw it to be involuntarily intoxicated.

Harley himself looked in the mirror, his eyes flowing, revealing a look of amazement.

"As expected of the alchemical item made by Rhine, it's too strong!"

"Rhine, if I wear this to play Quidditch, what do you think?"

Rhine coughed twice.

"Um…"

"Actually, this thing can indeed prevent wardrobe malfunctions, and the defense is all-round with no blind spots, the strength is even better than armor, and it can also prevent dust…"

"Theoretically, there is no problem wearing this to play Quidditch."

"It's just, Harley, if you wear this, I'm afraid it will make opponents and teammates unable to concentrate."

Hearing this, Harley's smile was even more.

"Isn't that even better?"

"It's decided, from today on, I will wear it every day."

"Rhine, this feeling is just great!"

While speaking, Harley didn't even bother to use the invisibility restriction, but instead immediately explored how to turn the black silk into translucent and meat-tightening black silk, and then even tried to make the two legs present black silk and white silk respectively.

Soon, Harley completely mastered the usage of the magical garment.

"Rhine, it's almost dinner time, let's have dinner together."

"I want everyone to see what I look like wearing this!"

Rhine's expression froze for a moment.

"…"

"Whatever makes you happy!"

His only hope now was that one day he really resurrected Lily, and Lily wouldn't fight him to the death!

… …

It was already dinner time.

But the Hogwarts Great Hall, which was noisy at this time in the past, was silent at this moment, so quiet that even the sound of a needle falling on the ground could be heard.

A sluggish gaze fell on a figure walking into the hall.

This short hem, this fair skin, black hair combed into pigtails, emerald pupils, and the absolute domain, translucent and meat-tightening black silk…

This is…

"Harley?!"

Ron took the lead to break the silence, exclaiming while also忍不住 swallowing a mouthful of saliva.

When Harley greeted him and smiled slightly, Ron even felt his ears starting to burn.

This is killing me!

Several roommates looked at each other.

They usually had the most contact with Harry and often saw Harry cross-dress as Harley.

After so long, they felt that they had gradually adapted, and sometimes even felt a little accustomed to Harley.

But this time, seeing Harley wearing the magical garment, they couldn't help but have their heartbeats accelerate.

One can imagine what others would feel!

Ron and the others turned their heads to look, and sure enough, they saw countless boys in the hall staring straight at Harley, their eyes a little dazed.

Some boys even didn't know that saliva was dripping from the corners of their mouths.

What's even more terrifying was that Harley's charm didn't seem to be effective only for boys.

Even many little witches were looking at Harley with blushing faces and blurred eyes!

At this time, on the Slytherin table, those heartbroken students were still lamenting—pain, too much pain.

But upon seeing Harley, they couldn't even spare time for heartache.

Their shattered hearts seemed to start beating again?

Spring had arrived, and the barren grassland began to sprout.

Their hearts no longer ached, and their breathing became rapid.

"I…"

"I think I believe in love again."

A Slytherin student muttered to himself.

But some were still gritting their teeth and holding on.

"No, this won't do."

"My love for her is true!"

"How can I transfer my affections?"

Just then, Harley seemed to sense Malfoy's ghost-stricken gaze and pursed her lips towards the Slytherin table, casting a provocative look.

Malfoy instantly lowered his head.

The last bit of resolve of those Slytherin students was instantly shattered by this one look.

"Ah, I'm dead!"

"Forget about paper-thin waifus, my heart needs to make room for Harley!"

"No, what was I thinking before? What's the point of writing letters to a paper-thin waifu? I've been writing for so long and don't even know what she looks like. What kind of person would be attracted to Quirrell's big turban?"

"Can that compare to Harley? Hiss, fragrant, so fragrant!"

Only a small number of people were still struggling.

"No, it can't be, Harley isn't a girl, she's a cross-dressing guy!"

The person next to him naturally advised.

"Buddy, what's impossible?"

"This is England!"

"We in Great Britain have our own unique circumstances!"

But some were still gritting their teeth.

"But he's Harry Potter!"

"How can we Slytherins fall at the hem of the savior's skirt?"

"Have you all forgotten the ideal of pure-blood supremacy?"

"Your beliefs, the pride of pure blood, are they so worthless?"

"A mere cross-dresser, a mere pair of semi-sheer black stockings, is that enough to defeat you?"

"We Slytherins and Gryffindors are irreconcilable enemies, can't you guys be more spirited and not embarrass Slytherin House?"

But the next moment, a Slytherin student retorted unconvinced.

"Faith…"

"How much is faith worth?"

"Semi-sheer black stockings are right in front of us!"

"So what if he's the savior?"

"If the savior wears semi-sheer black stockings, then I have to admit it, are you looking or not? If not, move aside, I want to see more clearly!"

"…"

"Damn, don't push me, I didn't say I wouldn't look!"

For a time, the four houses, which have never had very harmonious relationships, especially Gryffindor and Slytherin, actually reached a strange tacit understanding.

House conflicts can be put aside for now, watching Harley is the top priority!

As for heartbreak?

There are plenty of fish in the sea!

The teachers' seats were also in a strange silence.

Quirrell coughed softly twice, dragging his still unhealed body and limping out of the hall.

Voldemort's furious roar of disappointment echoed in his mind.

"What kind of behavior is this?"

"Shameless!"

"Unscrupulous!"

"So what if he becomes the savior wearing black stockings? What about dignity, etiquette, morality, those beautiful qualities?"

"Harley Potter, even if you make the entire magical world go crazy, you won't get my approval, Voldemort!"

"And those Slytherin students, trash, a bunch of trash, they can't even be affectionate, let alone loyal! What's become of Slytherin now?!"

As Quirrell left, he quickly glanced at Harley.

Then, he felt Voldemort's滔天 rage.

"Quirrell, are you listening to me?"

"You just looked at that shameless savior, didn't you!"

Quirrell's face paled for a moment, and he stammered in defense.

"Sorry, Master…"

"But isn't this human nature?"

Voldemort froze there.

"? ? ?"

At this time, Dumbledore's expression also became extremely wonderful.

He considered himself a very open-minded old man and not as stubborn and unreasonable as most of the older wizards in the magical world.

But even he found it a little difficult to accept the savior Harry becoming like this.

He had already thought about the training process for the next few years before Harry entered school.

But there was no cross-dressing part in it!

After taking a deep breath, Dumbledore suddenly felt that his understanding of Harry was still too little.

He pondered for a moment, and a thought emerged in his mind.

"The Mirror of Erised has arrived, this mirror can allow people to see what they desire most in their hearts."

"To be on the safe side, I still have to let Harry look in this mirror to ensure that this child doesn't go astray."

At the same time, Dumbledore's gaze also swept subtly over Rhein.

If he didn't know enough about Harry, then Dumbledore felt as if he was facing a huge mystery when facing Rhein.

Even a wizard like him, who had seen countless people and possessed outstanding Legilimency talent, felt that he couldn't see through Rhein at all.

Although Dumbledore firmly believed that Rhein was a good child and also had the blood of the Dumbledore family, Dumbledore still felt that letting Rhein look in the Mirror of Erised might allow him to understand him a little better.

At least, Dumbledore hoped to know what Rhein's deepest pursuit was.

But just as Dumbledore made this decision, Professor Trelawney, the divination professor, suddenly whispered.

"The shattering of the mirror, it's near, the footsteps of the ancient return are even closer."

Dumbledore's expression suddenly became stunned.

At this time?

Trelawney had another prophecy?

But Dumbledore was still confused about the content of this prophecy.

The mirror will shatter?

Is it referring to the Mirror of Erised?

But the history of this magic mirror can be traced back to ancient Greece, and it is said that it was created by Hephaestus, the god of fire among the Olympian gods, and is exquisitely crafted.

The Mirror of Erised, forged by the god of fire, can even bear the desires of the gods.

It is said that some gods were once obsessed with it and spent decades before breaking free!

This mirror is likely to shatter only when it encounters things that it cannot bear or reflect.

Although the Mirror of Erised that he had obtained was certainly not as good as the one forged by the legendary god of fire, it could be called a treasure.

Even if he fully used his Occlumency, it would be difficult to hide his desires in front of this Mirror of Erised.

It has borne too many desires in the years it has circulated in the world.

Some people want to become Minister of Magic, even a feat that Voldemort and Grindelwald failed to achieve.

Some people want to surpass the miracle of the Philosopher's Stone and achieve eternal immortality like the legendary gods.

Some people want invincible power, easily crushing Dumbledore, Voldemort, and even the gods into ashes.

These desires were all manifested one by one in the Mirror of Erised, without bringing it any cracks.

Now, when he had the idea of letting Rhein look in this mirror, Trelawney actually gave a prophecy, saying that this mirror would shatter?

Dumbledore really couldn't believe it.

Could it be that Rhein has some kind of desire in his heart that he can't even imagine, and that even the Mirror of Erised can't bear?

"It should be that Trelawney has made another false prophecy."

"This is also a common occurrence."

At this time, Rhein, who was enjoying dinner in the hall, suddenly paused.

"Huh?!"

A line of prompts appeared on the system screen.

[The Great Tribulation is approaching. In order to urge the disciples of the Chan Sect in Yuxu Palace to practice and avoid the disciples from developing inner demons due to being entangled in tribulation energy]

[The Antarctic Immortal Elder has decided to use the Mirror of Reincarnation to open the Trial of Dao Heart in Yuxu Palace]

[The Mirror of Reincarnation can make people feel as if they are truly trapped in reincarnation, experiencing thousands of different lives. It is a treasure for polishing the Dao Heart. This kind of opportunity is extremely rare, please do your best to strive for it]

[In Yuxu Palace, Dao Heart Ascends the Throne!]