White took a deep breath, he stood up directly, looked at the three-headed dog, and raised the bread in his hand.

"Hey! Little one, do you want to eat this? ”

Cerberus slowly straightened his neck, his nose twitched, and his eyes stared at the bag of bread.

White picked up the bag and poured all the bread on the ground, and Cerberus licked three lips and moved more vigilantly, sniffing the bread, the middle one was the first to bite a piece of bread and eat it, while the other two heads looked at it and began to snatch it.

"Don't worry, I have a lot more here, enough for you to eat."

White opened the box and shook it, and a lot of bread fell out of the box, gradually piling up into a small mountain.

He had anticipated the troubles they might face before he came, so he made a lot of preparations.

The three heads were very fond of bread, and buried themselves in the mountain of bread and feasted on it.

"They must not have taken you seriously." "There's not even a set feeding time." ”

Then, waiting for it to finish, White pulled out a large ball from the box, which was larger than a basketball, but a small ball compared to Cerberus, and even made a sound when squeezed.

The ball quickly caught the attention of the three-headed dog.

"Want this ball?"

The three-headed dog stuck his tongue out, and sat down with a swaying waist and a butt, just sitting down on the undead below, and the undead hissed like a flat tire.

It looks like its owner has trained it.

That's a good idea for White.

If you want to gain a dog's friendship, the first thing to do is to satisfy its appetite, and food is the easiest thing to gain the dog's trust.

Secondly, it is to play with it.

"Your second master shouldn't have been playing with you much, has he?" White whispered.

He then threw the ball away, and Cerberus quickly got up and trotted a few steps, and the head in the middle caught the ball with precision, the size of the ball barely enough for him to hold, and the other two heads wanted to grab the ball, so they began to bite the middle one.

Soon, though, White pulled out the same ball from the box and shouted.

"I have one more here!"

As he spoke, he threw it out.

The three heads of Cerberus immediately stopped fighting and began to grab the ball again, and White repeated this action so that all three heads had their own ball.

"Okay, next, drop the ball!" White ordered.

But the three-headed dog sat there, the middle one obsessed with toys, and two of them stared at him, apparently still wary of him.

However, White was not discouraged, and took out a different toy from the box, an alchemical product, made by Tony, based on the Screaming Chicken.

The thing apparently caught the attention of the three-headed dog again, and trotted straight towards White, who was so large that it had the feeling of an earthquake when it trotted.

White then took out his magic broomstick from the box, turned over and jumped on it, and began to stage a chase with the three-headed dog.

And the three-headed dog obviously felt that the ball in his mouth was a little in the way, and directly threw the ball on the ground.

White then threw the screaming chicken out of his hand. The three-headed dog stopped chasing White and turned his head and ran to pick up the screaming chicken.

White also landed on the ground and picked up the ball he had thrown on the ground, continuing to make the ball make a sound to lure it.

Seeing this, the three-headed dog hesitated for a moment with the screaming chicken in its mouth, and then ran to White excitedly.

And after it dropped the Screaming Chicken near White, he threw the ball out again.

And White repeats in this tossing pass.

It's playing tricks on it.

In this way, the dog will gradually reduce its attention to the toy and become immersed in playing with the owner, which can make the dog more focused on the owner and develop a relationship with the owner.

The three-headed dog's physical strength is very good, and White has played with it for half an hour, and its physical strength is not low, and even difficult movements such as sliding and rolling can be completed.

Because of the limited time, White did not have the heart to continue playing with the three-headed dog, but took out a few large bones from the box.

It shook the stick, and the head in the middle of the Cerberus followed it, and the other two heads stared at White, but there was no hostility in their eyes, but their tongues stuck out in anticipation.

White flew up to the Cerberus on his broomstick and shouted at it.

"Sit down!"

Cerberus was obedient and sat down directly, sticking out his long tongue and gasping for air, his face full of anticipation.

And White also reached out and touched the middle head, and also touched its chin, it squinted slightly, looking very enjoyable.

Then, very fairly, he gave the bone in his hand to the three heads, and it lay on the ground and began to gnaw on the bone.

White turned his head and looked at their companions, his eyes motioning for them to hurry up, and they moved very obediently and cautiously towards the black door.

Cerberus began to howl, and even his face grew more and more fierce than he had just faced White.

"Calm down!" White whispered to Cerberus, "If you want to keep playing, just be quiet and don't move." ”

Cerberus whimpered, trying to look back at the living, but remained still.

"And what do you do?" Dina whispered as she passed White.

"I know what I'm doing, Dina." "No one knows animals better than I do," White said. ”

Dina bowed her head and passed with Theseus through the side of Cerberus, and its back looked terrifying, like a hill.

"Good dog." White whispered.

Then he picked up the badly destroyed ball and threw it again, and the monster's left head tried to run over to grab the ball, this time the middle head attacked the left, and the right head protested.

And White took advantage of their distraction to run over and join them under the gate.

"Dumbledore asked you to come, and sure enough, it's still of some use." Hughes said.

White was a little out of breath, apparently draining his energy from the three-headed dog he had just played.

"Let's go." Dina said.

But just as they were about to pass, Cerberus let out a pitiful wail with all three heads, and White stopped and turned his head to look over.

And the dog head turned his head to look at them.

Cerberus gasped in anticipation, and the balls and screaming chickens were torn to shreds and landed in a puddle of saliva at his feet.

"Good." White said. "I'll come and see you as soon as possible."

The three-headed dog whined, and even anyone who didn't know dog language could tell it was sad.

"I promise." White said.

Ghouls generally don't have a high IQ, and Cerberus may all be smarter than them, so they go to the Black Arch to blend in with the ghosts.

But as they passed through the Black Gate, the ghouls around them began to shout, very harsh, like the cries of bats, and seemed to carry a kind of sonic attack, which made people's eardrums hurt.

Cerberus began to bark as well.

They sped up to the level they had rushed, which made more ghouls start screaming, which made them dizzy, but they still rushed into the underworld.

A few minutes later, they hid in the rotting trunk of a large black tree, and the ghouls in charge of security ran past them, shouting for support.

They gasped for breath and couldn't breathe.

"Is Dumbledore crazy?" Theseus touched his ear and said, "Let the three of us come to Hades." ”

"It's not for us to face Hades, we're here to find people or things." Dina said.

"Now the whole of Hades probably knows about our existence." Hughes listened to the sounds outside with an ugly face, and there were many ghoul footsteps.

In addition to this, there are some sad cries of Cerberus missing his new friend.

"The kid was lonely." White apparently heard the voice as well, and whispered, "After Hades no longer exists, it is not very valued in Hades. ”

As if sensing the ghouls around them gradually leaving, the three of them breathed a sigh of relief, and White cautiously poked his head out, and the ghouls were no longer visible outside.

"No one anymore." White said.

However, he heard the sound of snakes spitting out letters from nowhere, and he frowned slightly, turned his head, looked behind him, and met a face directly.

A face ugly enough to be a psychological shadow for a lifetime, a wrinkled old rich man's face was dripping with blood, like jaundice eyes, sunken eye sockets, a large abscess on his nose, yellow and sparse teeth, exuding a strong stench, his hair was made of many poisonous snakes, and he was even spitting letters.

She hung upside down on the wall, slowly grinning as she made eye contact with White. (End of chapter)