Chapter 21： 3 dogs

"This is the characteristic that I have acquired, and it can become a creature I have come into contact with." Tom said, Hermione nodded, looking at such a realistic deformation. But after the initial novelty, the two sides soon had a strange feeling come to mind.

"Is this what a girl feels like..." Tom thought it was strange, this was a brand new experience. He looked at the ring in his hand and found a human-shaped scratch on the second of the six faces.

Hermione blushed slightly, the scene in front of her was a little strange no matter how she looked at it, and she felt a little unhappy.

"Can you respect my privacy a little bit?" She gave Tom a dissatisfied look, "I'm not allowed to be like me in the future! And don't use my appearance to do strange things!"

Tom nodded, then returned to normal.

"It's an amazing ability." Hermione exclaimed sincerely, "Let's go back, we have class tomorrow morning."

"Okay," Tom walked to the door, and before opening the door, he still looked back at Hermione with a strange look.

"What's the matter?" Hermione noticed the strangeness in his eyes. She noticed that Tom seemed to be looking at her shoes?

"Don't you cover your feet in these shoes? I just felt stuffy when I became like this..." But this sentence was not finished, because Tom found that Hermione's eyes were getting more and more dangerous.

After the two of them came out of the Room of Requirement, they planned to return to the lounge by the same way, but an accident happened suddenly: a pair of armor suddenly moved, walking crookedly, making a creaking sound. The sound was like a cannonball blasting in the quiet castle corridor.

The armor that suddenly moved startled the two of them.

"What is this? A magic item from the school?" Hermione asked Tom next to him in a low voice.

"I think it's more likely to be something else, a kind of elf-Peeves, is that you?"

The armor stopped its somewhat comical steps, and then a dwarf lifted his helmet and drilled out from it. He had a pair of dark eyes with evil light and a big mouth. After getting out of the armor, he He floated cross-legged in mid-air, letting the armor that lost its support fall to the ground, making a deafening sound.

"Peeves! Be quiet, if you attract the professor or Filch—" Hermione shouted to Peeves in a panic.

"You guys will be fired!" Peeves didn't seem to want to lower his voice at all, but instead shouted happily:

"The nasty new kid who doesn't sleep in the middle of the night, instead he's wandering around. Tsk, tsk, tsk, naughty, naughty, you will be arrested."

"No, just be quiet, Peeves, please." Hermione was a little flustered listening to its loud voice, she even begged to Peeves.

"You should tell Filch, hehe." Peeves' eyes flashed mischievously, and he said in a serious tone, "This is for your own good, you know?"

"Ignore it, let's go," Tom whispered to Hermione, but he hadn't even taken two steps before he heard strange noises—something like a wheezing and panting sound, as if someone was coming up quickly from them. place to come.

Peeves laughed: "It's Filch! I'm sure! You're finished!"

Then it smiled narrowly. In Hermione's eyes, this smile was like a smile from hell: "Felch, the students don't sleep! It's in the corridor on the eighth floor!"

"Run!" Tom immediately shouted to Hermione, telling her to run in the opposite direction, no matter what, get rid of Filch first. The two of them ran away, and Peeves saw that the two wanted to run, so he kept picking up some helmets and the like and threw them at them. Suddenly, clatter, clatter, like thunder, loud enough to wake up the entire castle.

The two of them ran down the corridor at full speed with the strength of their milk, and they didn't even have the courage to look back to see if Filch was following - this is also the most correct, as long as they are not seen in the face, everything can be said. . They ran for a while, and finally came across a staircase. Even if they didn't know where the staircase led, they still ran down the stairs. Peeves followed noisily, making them afraid to stop. . They passed door after door and ran through corridor after corridor. Tom could barely make out what floor he was on at first, but then he was completely lost, he didn't know where he was or where he was running, but Peeves was getting closer and closer to them.

In the end, in a panic, he and Hermione ran into a dead end, and at the end of the corridor was a locked door! There were footsteps behind them, and Filch was running toward it following Peeves' voice.

Tom pushed the door and found it was locked, Hermione pushed him away, pulled out her wand knocked on the lock, and whispered, "Araho hole open!"— —It was one of the few spells she had mastered during her vacation, and the lock clicked and the door opened, and Hermione pulled Tom behind the door, closed it, put her ear to it, and listened to the sounds outside.

"Where did they go, Peeves?" Filch said to Peeves, coming to the door. "Come on, tell me."

"They're right behind the door~" Peeves used his humming voice to say the words that brought Hermione's heart to his throat.

Filch showed a sneer: "Don't mess with me, Peeves, do you really think that this level of trap can lure me into it? It seems that you are playing a double reed in all this, and I will definitely tell Dumbledore tomorrow. The professor reports and asks him to kick you out of the castle..."

Filch angrily scolded and left: he now has to go back and tidy up the corridor that was messed up by Peeves.

Hermione, who was eavesdropping behind the door, whispered, "I think we'll be all right—what's the matter, Tom?" She felt Tom tugging at her sleeve. As soon as she turned around, she saw a scene that made her unforgettable in her life. For a moment, she felt that it was all her own nightmare: she saw a three-headed dog the size of a house!

The space behind the door was not a room as they had imagined, but a corridor. Hermione, who was wise in ice and snow, immediately realized that this was the forbidden corridor on the fourth floor, and she already understood why it was forbidden to enter here.

The huge body of the three-headed dog fills all the space from the ceiling to the floor. What is more terrifying than the size is that it has three heads, three pairs of dull eyes staring at her and Tom, and three pink noses facing They twitched and trembled in their direction, and the sticky saliva was dripping from the yellowed dog's teeth to the floor, stinking.