Hogwarts Slytherin

He said and poked the middle head with his hand, and the puppy tilted its head impatiently.

The magic world is really amazing, Reggie sighed secretly.Then I became a little curious, is this Lu Wei when he was a child? !

Suddenly, Anthony, who was not good at words, said abruptly: "I know, these are three-headed hellhounds."

Reggie: "???"

Porter: "???"

Sirius:"???"

Hagrid also looked confused: "I'm sorry, what did you say it was?"

What he said next was known to everyone.

The three-headed dog of hell, also known as Cerberus, is a guard dog from hell that existed in legends from the ancient Nordic centuries.

It guards the gates of hell for the God of Death, allowing the souls of every deceased person to enter the underworld, but not allowing anyone to exit.

The three-headed hellhound has three throats, and their barks are exactly a trio. Legend has it that they are the three keys of Death. Unlocking the mysteries can lead to Death's treasure.

"It's just that this creature has always existed in legends. I had never heard of the existence of a three-headed dog before."

This was also the first time that Reggie had heard of this statement.

Yes, it’s another super-outline question.

This world is not just wizards and Muggles, or Death Eaters and the Order of the Phoenix. It has lasted for thousands of years, and there must be more mysterious things.

For example, this three-headed dog tonight, he just heard from Brother Hai that it was hatched from an egg. What kind of dog was hatched from an egg?

Or are all eggs in the wizarding world bad?

It is known that another famous magical creature, the basilisk, was also hatched from a male egg.

He suddenly realized that his perception was still limited by his real experience.

Hagrid took a big sip of tea and said, "So, this little guy's name is Cerberus? It's too complicated. I'd better call him Luwei. What do you think, little guy?" "

The half-giant smiled and picked the chin of one of the dog heads with his fingers, and it finally opened its eyes unbearably.

"Look, he likes the name."

Just take it as the default if you don't speak.

You know, Reggie is not confident that he knows how to communicate with angry creatures better than Hagrid.

At this time, the three-headed dog was completely awake. One of the heads was trying to open its mouth wide, looking very fierce and trying to bite the finger that was messing with its jaw.

Reggie was curious: "Hagrid, what do you feed them? After all, they don't look like they can eat rock biscuits."

At this time, Potter took out a bag from the wizard's robe: "Hey, that's why I came. They seem to be very satisfied with the craftsmanship of the Hogwarts house elves."

……

So you pack and deliver food every day?

This small bag had obviously been casted with a traceless stretching spell. As soon as I opened it, the smell of food filled the room, and I realized that several people hadn't had dinner yet.

He finally understood why Hogwarts was so expensive.

Looking at Lu Wei who was engrossed in eating.

Reggie felt he was starting to get a little hungry. He glanced at Anthony and swore he just heard the latter's stomach growling.

"It's so big not long after it was born. Obviously we won't be able to hide it here when it grows up, and I'm sure it won't be too long. Hagrid, what are you going to do then?" Reggie tried hard. Keep your mind off that ham.

Hagrid's tone was full of uncertainty: "It's just a little guy, Dumbledore will understand."

"I don't want to take any chances, but according to legend, the three-headed hellhound can grow up to...well, about as big as this house."

Anthony threw a piece of bread to Lu Wei, and Sirius looked at the former dissatisfied because he was briefly deprived of the fun of being a shit shoveler.

"Let's talk about it later. Lu Wei is just a little guy now. He can't leave me. He needs me."

Reggie shrugged nonchalantly: "Of course, you hatched it, and you have the right to decide whether it should stay or go."

Having read the original novel, he knew that Hagrid would regard these creatures as family members and friends, and would not regard himself as their master.

I have already reminded you that it is obviously not in line with your style to meddle in others' affairs.

This is the long-lost three-headed dog, the god of death, the key, the treasure...

These pieces of information were strung together, and Reggie felt for a moment that some thoughts were flashing through his mind, but he felt like he couldn't grasp them.

Seeing that he had no intention of informing, Hagrid seemed to regard them as one of his own.

The smile on his face suddenly became much more sincere.

"You are welcome to come and play with James and Sirius in the future. You definitely won't want to miss the little guy's growth."

Of course, Reggie was very willing to study this legendary magical creature at close range for a long time. He wanted to see if these magical beings had any bloodline secrets and how they were born.

The more you know, the more interested you become.

Think about it, the Thestrals can only be seen if they have witnessed death, the three-headed hell dog that guards the underworld, the basilisk that will die if they look at it, and there are many, many more.

Including the big octopus in the school's black lake, Reggie had reason to suspect that it was also an ancient magical creature, the Kraken - a sea monster.

I was too lazy to move when I was old, so I came to Hogwarts to live on subsistence allowance.

Well, the more I think about it, the more likely it is.

There is a clear distinction between a full meal and a full meal.

Who doesn’t want to live a life where someone feeds them three meals a day?

So Reggie responded very sincerely: "This is really great. I have been particularly interested in these magical creatures since I was a child, but it is not easy to find these cute guys. They will not trust a wizard easily."

Flattery comes right out of the mouth.

Hagrid just thought that Reggie didn't look like Slytherin, he was so discerning!

Being able to deal with various magical creatures is something Hagrid likes and is happy to do, but many people don't understand this.

Now Reggie's words made him slightly proud, after all, they were all willing to believe him!

This is not what those stupid dark wizards from Malfoy can do!

Half-giant... Reggie knew that going too far was not enough, and he withdrew his slightly envious gaze in time.

If the people in Slytherin who disliked him found out, he would not only have fallen to the point of mixing with half-bloods and mudbloods.

Now they even worship a giant... I wonder if they can come up with a more offensive adjective than pure-blood traitor?

The British curse is not even a little worse than the national essence.

Facing the verbal violence of this group of magicians, Reggie seemed to be wearing level [-] armor.

There was no fluctuation in my heart, and I even wanted to make an international friendly gesture.

They said goodbye to Hagrid, rejecting the rock biscuits that the enthusiastic half-giant was desperately trying to stuff into their pockets.

Can this thing be digested after eating it?

Or do you have to soak it in water and drink it?

After climbing up the hill, Reggie turned his head and glanced in the direction of the Forbidden Forest: "James, Sirius, have you been to the Forbidden Forest?"