"I can take it with you when it's done, but you'll have to discuss that with Hagrid."

"Meaning, I'll talk to him when I get back," North chatted with Dumbledore for a few words, turning back to his quarters.

Lying on his own chaise longue and burying himself in a soft cushion, the three-headed dog is not such a simple creature Dumbledore, the descendants of the legendary Cerberus (Cerberus), Equitana (see Echinda) and Typhon (see Typhon), the hellish watchdog of Greek mythology, who specializes in guarding souls, if it were Voldemort's own come, he would not have been able to enter this door at all, you are broken.

And that's such a coincidence that someone sold Hagrid such a way in case someone sold it to Hagrid at the Pig's Head Bar, Dumbledore, you have played too many tricks to pit your former student Tom, and he doesn't complain about losing the first round.

In front of Gryffindor's lounge

"Where have you all been?" The fat lady asked, looking at their drooping robes over their shoulders and their sweaty red faces.

"Don't ask—'Pig nose, pig nose'." Harry gasped as the portrait spun forward. They stumbled into the common room, shivering and slumping into their armchairs.

For a long time, no one spoke. Neville, who looked like he would never speak.

"What the hell are they trying to do? Lock that thing up in school!" Finally, Ron said, "If there's one dog that needs to be trained, it's this one." ”

Hermione's breath had evened out, but her bad temper had returned.

"You, how many of you, what are you doing with your eyes?" She said angrily, "Don't you see what it's standing on?"

"On the floor?" Harry guessed. "I didn't look at its feet, I looked at its head."

"No, not on the floor. It stands on a trapdoor. It's clearly guarding something. ”

She stood up and glared at them angrily.

"I want you to feel proud of yourselves. We all almost got bitten to death – or worse, expelled from school. Well, if you don't object, I'm going to go to bed. ”

Ron stared at her back, his mouth wide open in surprise.

"Go to sleep, we don't object." He said. "What's this called? It's as if we're pulling her away. ”

Saori and Yao Sun-woo also greeted Harry, and carried Neville back to bed, it was really exciting today, watching a movie is a completely different concept from the scene.

However, Hermione's words caused Harry to return to bed and fall into deep thought. What is that dog watching...... What did Hagrid say? If you're looking to hide something, Gringotts is the safest place in the world – except Hogwarts, presumably.

It seems that Harry has figured out the whereabouts of that filthy little parcel in Vault 713.

Harry thought about it and didn't tell the secret for now, after all, there was still a safety issue at the school.

A few of them returned to their beds, and Harry began to reminisce about the evening's experience, rubbing his aching face and smirking twice, what an exciting day.

The next day, Malfoy saw Harry and Ron subconsciously rubbing their faces, they were not lightly beaten yesterday, and found an older Slytherin to get a bottle of potion of information and pain, although he looked a little tired, but he was very happy.

He wasn't the only one who was happy, Harry and Ron woke up the next morning and thought it was a wonderful adventure to see the big dog with three heads, and they wanted to experience it again. Moreover, Harry had told Ron about the small package that seemed to have been transferred from Gringotts to Hogwarts, and they spent a lot of time guessing what it was that needed to be guarded in such a tight manner.

This is the spirit of Gryffindor, going further and further down the road of death, and Godric Gryffindor is off to a good start.

In the morning, Ron and Harry were talking secretly, and in their eyes, despite what they had experienced, Saori and Yao Shunyu still hadn't entered the inner circle, and their friendship was not enough.

"It's either particularly valuable or it's dangerous." Ron said.

"Or both." Harry said.

However, the only thing they knew for sure about the mysterious object was that it was two inches long. Without more clues, it's impossible to guess what it is.

Neville and Hermione don't seem to be at all interested in what lies beneath the big dog and the trapboard. Neville just wanted to stop coming near the big dog again.

Hermione didn't answer Harry and Ron now. She's always self-righteous and likes to call the shots, so they think it's a good thing by accident. To their delight, about a week later, such an opportunity came with the postman.

As the owls swarmed into the large dining room as usual, everyone's attention was drawn to the slender package carried by six long-eared owls. Harry was as eager as anyone else to know what was in the package. Unexpectedly, several owls circled down and landed right in front of him, knocking his smoked meat to the floor. He was amazed. They flapped their wings and had just flown away, when another owl brought a letter and threw it on top of the package.

Harry tore the letter open first—and thankfully he did—only to see that it read:

Do not open the package on the table. There's your new Broomstick Halo 2000 in there, and I don't want people to know that you have a new broom, lest they all want it.

Oliver Wood is waiting for you at the Quidditch pitch at seven o'clock tonight for your first training session.

Professor McGonagall

Harry handed Ron the text message, unable to hide his joy. "Halo 2000!" Ron sighed enviously, "I haven't even touched it." ”

They hurried out of the hall, trying to find a place where no one was around, unwrapping their packages and taking out their broomsticks before the first class. However, as they passed through the foyer, they found that the way up the stairs was blocked by Crabbe and Goyle. Malfoy snatched the package from Harry's hand and touched it.

"It's a broomstick." He said, tossing the package back to Harry, a mixture of jealousy and resentment on his face. "You're going to get punished, Potter, first-year students aren't allowed to play this."

Ron couldn't hold back.

"It's not some old broomstick," he said, "it's a Halo 2000." What do you think you have at home, Malfoy? Comet 260? Ron grinned at Harry. Comets are quite dazzling, but they are not on the same level as the light wheel at all. ”

"How do you know, Weasley, you can't even get half a broomstick?" Malfoy replied fiercely. "I guess you and your brothers will have to save, branch by branch."

"Malfoy, why are you so troubled, if you don't help other people's families are in financial difficulties, don't make such a mockery against the demeanor of a gentleman, let me educate you what it means to be a nobleman."

Not being able to help Malfoy argue about anything, the North used spiritual power to make a rope-like light rope and led Malfoy out.

To be continued