[Name of entry: Three-headed dog (ordinary)]

THE THREE-HEADED DOG (LATIN: CERBERUS) IS ONE OF THE MOST DANGEROUS KNOWN MAGICAL CREATURES.

The adult three-headed dog has a high magic resistance, second only to the dragonskin, and is immune to most medium-sized spells, with three separate heads ensuring that its attacks cover all areas, including its back area.

So far, there are three ways to deal with it:

A. Summoning a magic harp to hypnotize the three-headed dog. (Three-headed dogs raised from childhood can be hypnotized by the breeder's unique musical instrument)

B. Remotely suppress and confront with extremely powerful magical strength. (Difficulty: 5 or more adult Aurors)

C. Use absolute strength and skill to defeat the attack that the big dog is most proud of. (Extremely dangerous!Do not imitate!)

—The above entry is excerpted from The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Wizarding World, by Elena Kaslana

Foolish Muggles rarely realize that the three-headed dog is actually a basilisk, eight-eyed spider, Kemeramon, fire dragon, five-legged monster, horned water snake, cat-leopard, voldemort bat, dementors...... It is also a magical species with the highest danger level.

Even in later times, when information was relatively open and transparent, many non-magical people who did not read carefully still naively believed that they could survive the crisis by humming a five-note song in the face of the three-headed dog—in fact, if they did, they would usually only use a scream as the final rest.

However, Elena obviously does not have such an optimistic idea.

From the first time she saw Lowe, it was clear to her that there was no third way to solve the problem other than to escape and clear the level - Hagrid's prompt was clear, "just play him a bit of music", and play the music, not the song.

According to Elena's speculation, what can really trigger the three-headed dog's sleep state is more objectively said - sound waves of specific waveforms, hertz, and amplitude.

After all, the definition of music is a very subjective judgment, and perhaps human beings, who are full of artistic cells, can classify bird calls and streams as music, but for animals, only a small part of the vibration of a specific band and melody can be regarded as music.

If any sound can make the three-headed dog sleepy, then the poor three-headed dog may have to spend the rest of his life in sleep from the moment he is born - his perception is so sensitive that although he is a little dumb, he is still one of the most feared hunters in the world.

Even though his right claw was almost scrapped, and all three heads were in a state of almost torn vertigo, Lu Wei still relied on his last instinct to wave his left claw to launch a final counterattack against the "terrible white-haired ball" in front of him.

The sharp claw blade that flashed with cold light only needed a slight rub against Elena's body, which was enough to leave a terrible scar on the girl's back by at least tens of centimeters......

"Armor Guard!"

A rapid, loud incantation suddenly sounded in the hallway.

Duang！

With a dull thud, a stiff black-gray armor appeared not far behind Elena, protecting her, narrowly blocking the claw blow from the three-headed dog.

Heavy claws slashed hard across the armor, leaving three terrifying white scratches and a tooth-aching sound.

Without any hesitation, Grindelwald raised his wand with a grim face and waved it vigorously.

"Get out of here, you big ugly dog!"

A beam of dazzling light the thickness of an adult's arm shot out from the tip of the old man's wand, and accurately struck Elena behind the armor, and struck the three-headed dog, which was already brown-black.

Like a toy, Luwei's massive mountain-like body was easily knocked backwards and slammed into the wall at the end of the hallway, shaking the room slightly.

"What's going on?!"

Grindelwald quickly walked up to Elena, looked at the little witch with an abnormally bloody face, and the stone slab on the ground that had been broken by the girl's right foot, and frowned heavily and roared angrily.

"So many times again, are you crazy?"

"Hey, hey, you're not there. ”

Elena raised her head to look at the angry old man in front of her, spread her hands helplessly, and tilted her head to the side.

"Otherwise, what would you tell me to do, it's a three-headed dog that is close to adulthood. If we don't create enough cast range for you, we'll probably all have to settle here. And I didn't do that many healing spells today, even if I got hurt, it didn't matter much. ”

"Distance, Three-Headed Dog ......"

Grindelwald turned to look at the wall where the ripples had faded, and where the three-headed dog had been.

The old man was a little estimating, and it was not difficult to calculate that if it hadn't been for Elena taking the initiative to rush over to stop the big dog, maybe he would have just come up and be faced with a foul-smelling bloody mouth - if you count the first teaching accident, this is the third time he has been saved by this little guy.

But, what made Grindelwald even more angry was that if he had appeared a little later, the reckless little creature in front of him might have been strung on top of that row of sharp dog paws by now.

The thought of such a scene made the old man's blood chill for a while, and he couldn't help but rush to his heart and brain.

"Why don't you just open the door and run away? Or do you really think that if you master an explosive spell and a rune script, you can do whatever you want?"

Grindelwald took a deep breath, turned his head to look at Elena beside him, and said in a cold voice with a displeased face.

"You don't think I'm going to be hurt by such a primordial stupid creature, do you?! You know, I've had more sneak attacks than you think, but no wizard has ever managed to hit me, not even once!"

"Because, historically, you've succeeded every time you've been attacked by a magical beast......"

Elena pursed her lips and muttered quietly.

"Huh?!"

Grindelwald's face turned cold, and he glared fiercely at the white-haired ball, which was becoming more and more big and small.

"Woohoo, woohoo!"

At this moment, there was a low roar of anger at the end of the hallway, and the three-headed dog with its tenacious vitality was obviously not so easily knocked down by the spell, and the ignorant beast shook its head from side to side, and there was a mad anger in its eyes.

"What the hell was Dumbledore thinking, actually keeping such a dangerous animal in the school?!"

Grindelwald frowned heavily, holding his wand and looking unkindly into the corner, where the three-headed dog that had been knocked away by the spell was panting and staggering to get back to his feet.

"Hmph. Be quiet. ”

The old man's wand flicked slightly.

Without warning, a dazzling beam of light slammed into Lowe again, knocking him to the ground - a wizard's magical abilities depended in part on mood, and it was clear that Grindelwald wasn't in a good mood at this time.

As for the three-headed dog's vaunted magic resistance, it may be impenetrable for most wizards, but for Grindelwald, it is a little more magic equivalent can solve the problem.

"Whew!"

Bang!

"Wow, Wow, Wow!"

Bang!

"Woo woo woo ......"

The big dog, which had fallen to the ground again, finally didn't try to stand up again, and curled up in the corner with his injured right paw in his arms, his three tongues taking turns licking the wound gently, and his six eyes looked at the two figures on the other side of the corridor, one large and one small, flashing with deep confusion and fear, and a series of low whimpering sounds came out of his mouth.

It finally understood why Hagrid had never brought it into the castle.

Because, in this castle, there are real devils.

This world is so scary......

I really want to go home......

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rua~

Chapter 1~

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