Chapter 1643

After opening the door, the three girls were illuminated only by the faint fluorescence of their wands. There were heavy breathing sounds in the dark, and the smell of some animal excrement covered up the smell of garlic.

This is a hall with no trace stretching mantra attached. As they go deeper into the hall, they see a big dog lying on the ground.

Three people were surprised, they all recognized that this is a three headed dog, a very fierce magical animal, even if it can not bite a few people, as long as the bark, will certainly attract other professors.

But the next second, they found that the dog's condition is not very good, he should have found three people, but he is still lying on the ground, wheezing.

"Don't go there, Hermione. It'll bite your neck." As huckepag, Susan and Hannah know more about magical animals than Hermione. The fat girl stops her friend holding her wand close to the big dog for the first time.

Hermione squatted down and reached out to touch the liquid on the ground. Under the blue fluorescence from the tip of the wand, they looked black, and the viscous liquid had passed through the soles of the three people.

"It's blood." Hermione shakes her hand. Two cooks, a new killer who broke up after last night, have no feelings about blood: "this three headed dog is injured, and it's very serious."

Hannah came closer, but the dog didn't have the strength to look up at the three men. It was just wheezing.

It has several terrible huge wounds on his body, which is undoubtedly serious even for a dog of this size. Even a head is about to fall off.

"It should have been Hagrid or the magic animal protection professor who put it on guard here." Hannah reached for the depth of the wound: "poor thing, we have to help it."

"Its fur also has dried up scab of rat juice. Someone took away all the mouse tumors in the preparation room of the potion to cure it." Hermione sighed and began to take bottles from her bag.

Usually as a prize, she saved a lot of potions. This time, she took them all. She handed out several bottles of blood tonic to the girls. Each one unscrewed a bottle and poured it into a dog's head.

Although I don't know whether the magic medicine that people drink is of any use to magical animals, should they not die? It's always right to stop bleeding first.

She probably guessed that the dog had been blown up by the professor's detonator yesterday, so someone smeared it with rat juice as a treatment. As a result, we met a more terrible black magic today. It is not an opponent at all, and the result is like this.

Maybe Professor Snape was standing in front of the magic potion table all night yesterday, so he would limp in class in the morning. The bad professor also said that people might have hemorrhoids, which was really bad.

Thinking of her professor's unsophisticated appearance, Hermione showed her eyes like a dead fish again.

The potion also seemed to work for the three headed dog, whose bleeding slowed down or even stopped, but the bleeding made him unconscious.

"Well, we can't do further treatment, and we don't have time." At this time, the three girls noticed that there was a trapdoor next to him that led to the bottom, which looked like the right way: "the situation is stable, let's move on first."

Hermione pulled at the handle of the trap door, and with a squeak it opened, and there was nothing in the dark below.

So she took out a few portable fluorescent sticks from her bag, broke them in her hands, let them emit green fluorescence, and then threw them down.

At this time, it turns out that there are dense plants below, like some tentacles.

"The devil's net." Hannah recognized it, and now she was much calmer: "there are these things in the forest behind my house. Once the living animals fall into it, the more they struggle, the more they tighten until they kill them."

"We just need to jump down and not move, and in a few minutes they will be scattered." Susan also offers a solution. Magical animals and plants are not a big problem for Hufflepuff.

But Hermione took out a few torches from her pocket and ignited them skillfully with grinding wheel lighter and gasoline. Each of them fired one: "we don't have so much time. The devil's net is afraid of flames. We can disperse them as long as we hold the torch firmly."

"Why do you have everything in your bag?"

The two badgers were confused. It seemed that Hermione had been ready to take all kinds of props from her bag.

Hermione shook the torch in her hand to make it burn more vigorously, and at the same time, she replied:

"Professor Wilson told me that we should know in advance to avoid being flustered. Therefore, in this operation, I have prepared all the countermeasures he mentioned in physical education class for unexpected situations in the wild. The reason why we don't use magic wands to ignite them is to avoid accidental folding during the descent Broken, after all, compared to the torch, the wand is still too fragile, the devil's vine is very strong. "

"You are wonderful! Chirp. " Hannah gave Hermione a admiring kiss on the face: "he did say how to drive away the fire fearing animals if the wand wasn't around."

Susan also wanted to kiss Hermione, but the latter was very alert to avoid, she had to cough: "let's go down, try not to hurt these plants, I think they may be our dean's defense here.""I'll go down first, then Hannah, and finally Susan." The passageway behind the trap door was not loose. She arranged the order and said, "it's better to leave a mark on the ground. If there is any change below, or if something happens to us, someone can find us."

"It's simple." Susan drew a strawberry shaped mark on your floor next to the trap door with her cream cake.

"Go." Hermione jumped first.

Although the passage is nearly vertical, the dense devil's net becomes a buffer when landing. The three people hold the torch, which just keeps these plants at a distance that will not entangle them, but seems unwilling to let them land safely.

Out of the deep well of vegetation, there is only a stone corridor, which seems to be the only way.

In addition to their own footsteps, there was the sound of water trickling down the wall. The corridor was down the slope, which reminded Hermione of the bathroom where the water pipe burst last night, and her adrenaline was running fast, narrowing her vision.

She calmed herself down and told herself that she couldn't be as blank as last night. She had to think. Wisdom is power.

The three slowed down a little, and one ate a chocolate frog on the road and adjusted his state.

"Can you hear anything?"

Hannah whispered to the other two girls. She had a good ear. She heard the rustle and jingle in the darkness ahead.

Susan tilted her head and listened, but she couldn't hear it. She could only guess, "is it a ghost?"

"I don't know, but it feels like a winged creature, maybe a swarm of bats." Hannah said she didn't like the animals very much, and the PE teacher probably didn't like them either. She even emphasized not to eat bats in PE class.

"There's a light ahead. I see something moving."

As Hermione said this, they came to the end of the corridor, in front of a brightly lit room with a high vaulted ceiling.

Innumerable birds, shining like jewels, flutter their wings around the room. There is a heavy wooden door opposite the room.

"It's the key to wings." The fat girl pushed her glasses: "I didn't know that there are such magical animals in nature. They are either illusions or floating charms."

Hermione thought for a moment, tentatively reached out her hand and shook it in the hall, only to find out that it only alerted the keys to escape everywhere without attacking several people:

"let's first see what the lock on the opposite side looks like, and then we can find the right one from thousands of keys."

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