ebonymovies Chapter 85 Can't you be a human being?! Three-headed dog brothers, you smell so good!
Chapter 85 Can't you be a human being?! Three-headed dog brothers, you smell so good!
Chapter 85 Can't you be a decent human being?! Cerberus brothers, you smell so good!
Thinking of the legendary description of Cerberus, Ciel couldn't help but feel a rare sense of anticipation.
That was a monster that could give even mythical heroes and demigods a major headache, so its strength was naturally formidable.
But what Ciel values most is its resistance to instant-death spells.
After all, the Killing Curse is truly too abnormal in this era. Even if the actual strength is several levels lower, if a Killing Curse is cast and hits, the person will be instantly killed.
The key point is that, according to the original work, this thing cannot be blocked by any protective magic; all protections are completely ignored.
If the caster meets the conditions and can unleash the power of the Killing Curse, then anyone struck by it will surely die.
Without resistance to the Killing Curse, one must be extremely careful in everything one does, as a moment of carelessness could lead to disaster.
However, if the idea of transforming Animagus into Cerberus through magic could actually be realized, the threat posed by the Killing Curse and similar instant-death spells to Ciel might decrease dramatically.
Therefore, even if it was just a possibility, Ciel still valued Cerberus immensely.
The second slot for the Animagus Transfiguration spell is already reserved for Cerberus.
At this moment, Ciel walked out of his dormitory, left the Hufflepuff common room, and came to the nearest staircase.
Then Charles paused.
Cedric's previous explanation did indeed cover the routes to all the classrooms.
However, Cedric didn't mention the forbidden area at the end of the fourth-floor corridor where Cerberus was located, since it was the area Dumbledore had mentioned.
Even with Ciel's exceptional memory and familiarity with all the routes, he couldn't conjure up a route he'd never heard of before.
As for using Deep Blue to extrapolate?
Using Deep Blue for such a small thing is such a waste.
After a moment of contemplation, Charles made his decision.
"Since entering Hogwarts, whether it's Dumbledore, other professors, or upperclassmen, everyone has said that Hogwarts is a living castle."
"These staircases seem to understand human speech, and each section even has its own personality."
"In that case, let's see if my unique way-asking skills will work."
The next moment, Ciel drew his wand and tapped the stair railing in front of him, saying softly.
"Hello, hello, hello, can you hear me?"
"You and your stairwell friends have three minutes to line up and escort me to the fourth-floor corridor."
"Otherwise, I'll eat you."
Upon hearing this, the staircase, which had been moving at a specific rhythm, suddenly stopped, as if it had heard something that left it completely bewildered.
Over the millennia that Hogwarts has been, it has heard and witnessed countless secrets.
It has seen young couples unable to contain their emotions, passionately kissing on this staircase at night.
It had seen ambitious people walk up these stairs, tiptoeing toward the forbidden book section.
It had even witnessed two male professors from Hogwarts, adhering to British tradition, staging an unspeakable scene on this staircase.
But it swears that this is the first time it has ever heard a newly enrolled wizard threaten to eat it!
Instantly, the speed of the staircase increased exponentially, like a howling windmill, clearly furious and unwilling to let Charles climb it again.
Charles sighed at this.
"Looks like you didn't listen to me."
"What, is it the hard floor tiles that give you this false sense of security?"
"Then you're wrong. The countless bricks of Diagon Alley, the bricks of Platform Nine and Three-Quarters, are not necessarily more fragile than you."
Then, with a nimble leap, Charles landed steadily on the rapidly moving stairs and slammed his fist down the stairs.
"Deduction points +20..."
A deep blue notification sound immediately followed.
At the same time, the staircase suddenly became rigid.
It hadn't expected that the little wizard was serious.
No, Hufflepuff is gluttonous, but it can't be this gluttonous, can it?
You even know what stairs are?!
Can't you just be a decent human being?!
Even more outrageous is that, along with Ciel's spit just now, a portion of his magic power was indeed sucked away by Ciel.
If all the magic is sucked away by Ciel, then the magic of this section of the staircase will cease to exist, and it will just become an ordinary staircase.
Thinking of this, the stairs trembled uncontrollably, the steps rising and falling as if in fear.
Charles grinned.
"Now you know fear?"
"Okay, then tell your friends to hurry up and get me up there."
"And tell the stairwells at Hogwarts to keep their eyes peeled when they see me, to be more discerning. I don't want to waste time rushing up the stairs."
The stairs wobbled twice, as if to indicate that they understood.
Immediately, it began to slowly rotate, sending Charles to a higher place.
Even the steps began to rise and fall automatically, gradually leading Charles to the end of the stairs.
Here, a new staircase came up and connected Charles to it.
And just like that, without even taking a step or bothering to find a way, Charles was carried up to the fourth-floor corridor by the magical staircases.
Charles nodded in satisfaction.
He waved his wand, cast an illusion spell, and vanished into thin air, striding towards the end of the fourth-floor corridor.
After Charles left, the staircases that had brought him there seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.
I've seen everything over the past thousand years, but this is the first time I've seen such a little monster that eats stairs. They're just unlucky.
Then, one staircase after another led to a place where the class schedule was posted.
Their task is simple—to memorize the first-year Hufflepuff curriculum.
In this way, the next time Charles goes out, they will know which classroom to take him to!
……
Let's set aside for now the pitiful and humble sight of the staircases.
At this moment, two figures, still shaken, fled from the end of the fourth-floor corridor.
Judging from their fiery red hair and almost identical appearance, they are undoubtedly the Weasley twins from the original comics.
Given their mischievous nature, after hearing Dumbledore say that they shouldn't come near this place if they didn't want to die a horrible death, they naturally couldn't resist coming here for a night stroll on the first night of school.
"We've planned it all out. The principal and professors will be too tired on the first day to patrol here. Tonight, it'll be our old acquaintance Filch on patrol. We're really good at getting rid of him."
"I thought there was some treasure inside that trapdoor, but it just turned out to be such a huge three-headed dog?"
"That scared me to death! Luckily we ran away quickly, or we would have really become dog food!"
The Weasley twins, though still shaken, couldn't help but beam with excitement, thrilled by the breathtaking adventure they had just experienced.
At the same time, they were also curious as to why the three-headed dog was kept here.
"Judging from this, the three-headed dog looks like a guard?"
"Something guarded by a three-headed dog must be something extraordinary!"
The Weasley twins exchanged a glance, determined to see what was inside and satisfy their curiosity.
But for now, let's go back to sleep.
Then, the two pulled out the Marauder's Map, and after solemnly swearing that they would not do anything bad, dense ink dots spread out on it, encompassing the movements of everyone at Hogwarts.
The two had intended to avoid Filch this way, but at that moment, Fred, one of the twins, let out a low cry and suddenly looked at the end of the corridor shown on the map.
There, a name emerged—Charles Evans.
Their expressions changed.
"Oh no!"
"It's that first-year wizard from Hufflepuff, he's here for a night stroll!"
Even if they love playing pranks, they can clearly understand how dangerous it would be for a first-year wizard to encounter Cerberus.
Without thinking twice, the two pulled out their wands and rushed back towards the end of the corridor.
"Quickly, hurry and save them!"
At this moment, Charles had already pushed open the trapdoor at the end of the corridor and stepped inside.
A gust of hot, foul-smelling wind came towards us.
A three-headed dog, occupying every gap from ceiling to floor, stared menacingly at Ciel.
tick, tick...
The sound of saliva dripping could be heard.
The three-headed dog paused for a moment.
Those two little wizards ran away, so I couldn't eat any myself. I swallowed all the saliva I had secreted.
Where did that sound of saliva dripping come from?
Immediately afterwards, he saw Charles wipe his mouth shyly.
"I'm sorry, I couldn't resist the delicious food and lost my composure."
Charles stared intently at the massive body of the three-headed dog, his face burning with ecstasy.
"Cerberus brothers, you smell so good!"
"Let me smell it, let me get closer and smell it."
The three heads of the three-headed dog looked at each other, their already low intelligence becoming even more confused.
???
What's going on?
Did we encounter a madman?
(End of this chapter)