Snakes at Hogwarts

“The three-headed dog is a very dangerous magical creature.

They are large in size and have very good resistance to most spells. "

In the Slytherin common room, Andros absentmindedly told the little snakes what he knew about the three-headed dog.

He had just recovered from his previous memories.

"It has three heads. Of course, this is nonsense, but each head of the three-headed dog has a completely independent mind, and they jointly control the body under the neck.

This means that the creature is extremely difficult to kill unless you can defeat three of its heads in a row. "

"The origin of this three-headed dog is Greece, where it is called Cerberus. According to an ancient legend, the three-headed dog guards the door to the underworld and is the last barrier between the world and hell."

Andros' words made the little snakes smack their lips.

"This creature has extremely high intelligence. An adult three-headed dog has the same intelligence as an 11-year-old child.

In other words, it is on the same level of intelligence as you and me, and much better than that idiot Ron Weasley. "

Andros' words made the little snakes burst into laughter, which relieved a lot of the tense atmosphere.

The little snakes naturally noticed Ron Weasley's touching intelligence.

"This means that they can be tamed by wizards, and in fact, this creature has been tamed by wizards as guardians to protect their treasures.

If you happen to have some treasure that needs to be guarded, then a three-headed dog would be a pretty good choice. "

"Wait a minute, Ender, what do you mean, that three-headed dog is guarding some treasure?"

Draco couldn't wait to interrupt Andros, his eyes sparkling with excitement.

"If you had observed carefully just now and were not so frightened that you almost peed your pants, you would have definitely discovered that there was a trap door under its feet."

Andros said angrily after being interrupted.

Seeing Draco's face full of disapproval, he felt that he should give the little dragon a good beating to prevent him from starting to seek death out of curiosity.

"With all due respect, Draco, no matter what secrets or treasures Dumbledore hides in the castle, they have nothing to do with us." Andros warned in a serious tone.

"Not to mention whether there are other mechanisms or other guarding creatures under that trap door, you can't get through just the three-headed dog.

Its three heads can take turns to rest, which means that no matter what time, one head will remain awake. Its keen sense of smell can make all sneaks undetectable, and it is impossible for you to pass by him. "

"And, it has three different minds, do you know what that means?"

Draco shook his head blankly.

"This means that it is at least three times more resistant to any mind control spells. Of course, I don't think you know these advanced spells."

"In any case, it has nothing to do with us."

"By the way, did I tell you that the saliva of the three-headed dog is also highly toxic."

"How do you know so much?" Zabini asked with an exaggerated expression.

"If I remember correctly, we should all be first-year wizards."

"The description of this creature in Mr. Scamander's book is very detailed."

"I lived in the Leaky Cauldron before school started. At that time, I would go to the bookstore in Diagon Alley to read almost every day." Andros explained concisely.

"There are also some potion books that mention the saliva of a three-headed dog. It seems to be a rather rare magic material that is indispensable in the configuration of some advanced potions.

Of course, none of this has anything to do with us. It's getting late, so go to bed early. "

wait a minute

Like a thunderbolt from the clear sky, a bold idea flashed through Andros's mind, and he finally realized something.

Perhaps he finally had a chance to fill his pitiful, shriveled wallet.

He had already found a way to make money in first grade.

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As the fear of these Slytherin snakes gradually subsided, they began to talk enthusiastically about the three-headed dog and the secrets it might protect.

On the other side of the castle, the Harry trio had just run back to Gryffindor Tower on the seventh floor of the castle.

It has to be said that the three of them have good physical strength, or perhaps they have exploded with more energy than usual under heavy pressure.

Along the way, they barely stopped, and rushed from the forbidden corridor on the fourth floor back to the seventh floor of the castle, outside the portrait of the Fat Lady.

The violent, panicked and undisguised running sound caused waves of noise in the quiet castle.

This awakened countless portraits from their sleep, and their dissatisfied complaints or curses merged with the sound of running, echoing along the winding corridors.

The three of them were very lucky. Filch, who didn't catch everyone, had already cursed and gone elsewhere. Otherwise, if they had made such a big noise, they would have been caught by Filch or other professors on night watch. .

However, at this moment, they could no longer care so much. Their fear of the creature inside the door even defeated their fear of Filch and Yeyou being caught.

They didn't even dare to look back or stop, as if the big dog with three heads was chasing behind them all the time.

If he only paused for a moment, he would be bitten by the giant dog that caught up, and then his body would be torn to pieces.

"Whoosh hooh~"

The fierce gasps of the lion cubs could be heard in the corridor on the seventh floor. Harry and Ron supported Neville, who looked like he was about to collapse.

This may be the first time this round-faced fat boy has done such strenuous exercise.

"Where have you been?" the fat lady asked very strangely.

She had just returned from a visit to another place, but she found these people not long after she came back, and ran back in a panic, not knowing what bad things they had done.

What, why do you think the fat lady chose this time to go out for a visit?

And there is still a flush on his face that has not subsided.

All I can say is, understand everything you know.

Going to visit at this time, I think, can only mean one thing.

Ahem, cough, cough, I can’t say any more.

"Never mind that, Pignose Pignose," Harry read the command in a panic.

Amid the Fat Lady's complaints, they crawled back to the Grand Chair's lounge and collapsed on the sofa in the lounge.

"What the hell is that?"

After a long time, Ron asked Harry tremblingly.

"Are they crazy? Otherwise, why would they keep this thing in the castle?"

It seems that both the little snake and the little lion are attracted by that

After the brief fright, these little guys who were not afraid of death began to actively discuss the three-headed dog and the secrets it guarded.

Well, both academies are pretty good