Bab 37: 37. Three-Headed Dog Fluffy, Wayne’s Magic Show
In the silent corridor, four people crept up the stairs.
Every time Fred passed a corner, he would poke his head out to see if Mrs. Norris was there, then let the other three follow.
Every time Wayne passes a place, the system will sound a prompt sound on time and earn points.
However, these rewards are one-time only and are only available for the first time in the night travel state.
By the time they reached the fourth floor, several people could already smell the odor of large dung eggs.
Wayne covered his nose in disgust and said, "Can't you choose a method that won't harm both sides?"
"This is the simplest and most effective," Fred said as he walked. "Filch has mysophobia. If he can't catch anyone, he will clean up the large excrement before returning, giving us more time."
Cedric marveled, saying, "You're experienced."
It seems Cedric still has a lot to learn on the night tour.
Don't think that Hufflepuff only produces honest kids. All the mischievous kids in this grade are pretty much the same. It's just that the environment and background can influence a person.
This makes Hufflepuff students appear more well-behaved than students from other colleges.
The group quickly reached their destination, the end of the corridor on the fourth floor.
"Originally, there was supposed to be a corridor here, but it has been turned into a door this semester," Cedric said, and the twins nodded. They were all very familiar with the main areas of the castle.
"Do you want to go in? What if there is danger like Dumbledore said?" the honest man asked nervously.
Fred replied contemptuously, "What are you afraid of? This is a school. Is the principal going to catch a giant monster and come after us?"
As he spoke, he turned the door handle, but the door was still locked.
"The Alohomora spell opens it," Cedric remembered, and his body was very honest.
Cedric acted faster than anyone else and was the first to take out his wand and cast the unlocking spell.
"What do you think will be inside?"
"I don't know, but there must be something valuable, a powerful spell, a treasure map? Anything is possible... Damn it!" Fred exclaimed, cutting himself off as he saw what was inside.
At the same time, he understood why Dumbledore had issued such a stern warning.
After unlocking the door, they discovered it led to another corridor, not a room.
A dog was sitting there, glaring at them with six eyes.
If purely considering the numbers, Wayne and his team still had the advantage with eight against six. But the dog was so enormous that it occupied the entire space from floor to ceiling. It boasted three heads, each displaying a fierce expression. Sticky saliva dripped from the corners of its mouth, and a fishy odor assailed the senses.
"Good grief...is that a three-headed dog?" Cedric groaned.
If there were a fence or some sort of protective barrier separating him from the three-headed dog, Cedric would be feeling quite relieved at the moment. After all, it's not every day one encounters a three-headed dog in the British Isles. They are typically found in Greek regions.
But now, Cedric could feel the warm, repugnant breath of the dog hitting his face.
Just submit it straight away.
How could he find any happiness in this situation?
George spun around with determination, attempting to open the recently closed door, but the three-headed dog moved faster and let out a menacing roar, raising its heads.
George was so frightened that he broke the door handle!
"Protective armor!" Cedric shouted.
An invisible wall materialized between the four individuals and the three-headed dog. The dog's head sustained a serious injury due to the collision and it retreated a few meters, yelping in pain.
However, this minor damage didn't have much effect on the thick-skinned three-headed dog, and it quickly recovered, shaking its head to reset itself.
"Why are you all just standing there?" Wayne yelled. "Hurry up, fix the door lock, and run!"
"Oops, right, right!"
The other three finally snapped out of their daze, frantically raising their hands to cast the repair spell.
However, due to their nerves, they failed several times in their attempts.
Wayne couldn't be bothered with them. After studying magic for so long, he had come here specifically to find a suitable target to practice his skills on.
"Stupefy!"
"Repel quickly!"
Brilliant rays of light shot out from Wayne's wand, striking the three-headed dog. The space was too confined for the massive dog to dodge.
Boom!
A stunning spell hit the dog's left head, rendering it unconscious.
Both Cedric and George were dumbfounded. They completely forgot that Cedric had fixed the doorknob. Instead, they watched in a trance-like state as Wayne relentlessly battered the dog's head.
They were familiar with most of the magic they had learned, but their spells were quite effective against humans. However, using them against a three-headed dog with physical and magical defenses was about as useful as tickling it.
Wayne was a bit twisted!
Cedric, sharp-eyed as ever, noticed a trapdoor in the space where the three-headed dog had retreated.
What could be down there?
Although curiosity gnawed at him, Cedric knew it wasn't the time to explore and decipher. So, he swiftly opened the door.
"Wayne, run! Filch will be here soon!"
"Is this the end?"
Now it was Wayne who felt a lingering sense of incompleteness. However, since the three of them were already waiting for him outside, he resorted to using a cutting spell, leaving deep scratches on the floor as a warning to the three-headed dog, before running out himself.
Once the door was closed, the beast's roar faded away, and everyone let out a collective sigh of relief.
Afterward, he stared at Wayne as if he were a monster.
Feeling their gaze upon him, Wayne couldn't help but cross his arms defensively.
"What are you all staring at?" he questioned.
George looked at the young man and asked, "Are you an old monster who transformed into a child and came to Hogwarts to relive your childhood?"
Wayne's frustration was evident as he replied, "Your imagination is as unique as Rita Skeeter's."
"That reporter from the Daily Prophet? My mom said she was a joke, she even called Dumbledore an old lunatic."
"I simply work harder than you do and possess countless more talents," Wayne retorted, gesturing and drawing a universe with his fingertips.
"Alright, let's head back to the corridor and return to our respective dormitories."
"Why the hurry?" Fred shook his head. "I was scared just now and need some sweets to recover."
"I'll go find Lee and we can have supper together before heading back."
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