Days to grind friendship at Hogwarts

Harry seemed to see something after the game. From that day on, the nerves of the three saviors became more and more tense.

They would often take a detour and pass by the corridor on the fourth floor.

The image of Professor Snape in their hearts has hit rock bottom.

They seemed to have determined that the person who coveted the Philosopher's Stone was 100% that "old bat-like Snape".

As for Quirrell, who was possessed by the real Voldemort, they became more sympathetic.

Harry would send out an encouraging smile from time to time, and Ron also began to persuade people to stop laughing at Quirrell's stutter.

They believe that the reason why Snape has always been in a irritable state is because Quirrell, who appears to be timid and cowardly, sticks to his bottom line and does not reveal the method of cracking the defensive measures to him.

Glenn also tried to persuade them to change their minds and not be blinded by appearances and prejudices.

But as the friendship level dropped slightly, he finally gave up on the idea of ​​pulling them out of their horns.

Anyway, their misunderstandings were all part of Dumbledore's plan and would not lead to any serious consequences.

Glenn has already said what needs to be said, and as long as they wait for the answer to the mystery to be revealed, the trio will naturally understand his judgment.

One day a few weeks later, it was dinner time.

Glenn received another note.

The content on the note was very intermittent, in Dumbledore's usual circle-within-a-circle font.

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Tonight at 8 o'clock, principal's office.

Dumbledore

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It's been a little over half a year since I last went to the principal's office.

He raised his head in surprise and saw the principal in the middle of the teacher's chair nodded slightly at him.

If you guessed it correctly, the arrangements for the Zhiyong Dasheng Pass should have been completed and it has reached the closed beta stage.

And I am like the only lucky player who got the closed beta activation code.

He had dinner slowly and arrived at the principal's office on the eighth floor on time.

The gargoyle, which had not seen him for a long time, looked a little surprised and put him in without even asking for the password.

Glenn was a little surprised.

Is this principal's office no longer on guard against itself in the future?

The oak door of the office was open, and Dumbledore was drinking tea with a Bee Bee candy in his hand.

Seeing Glenn come in, he smiled and waved, gesturing for him to sit down across from the desk.

A cup of tea without sugar or milk has fallen firmly in his hand.

"It's been so long and you haven't even come to see me, this old guy."

There was a hint of grievance like an empty nester's in Dumbledore's tone.

Glenn felt a little uncomfortable and raised his eyebrows slightly.

"If you think the principal's meal is too much, I would be happy to help you share it."

He thought about it in his mind and said jokingly.

"Okay!" Dumbledore did not hesitate and nodded with a smile, "You can come to me at any time. Anyway, the guy downstairs already regards you as half of his own."

Glenn understood.

Sure enough, nothing could be hidden from Dumbledore's eyes.

"That's right." Glenn said, remembering the business.

This is a free prostitution opportunity that involves a series of milestones, how can it not make people feel heartbroken.

"Speaking of which, you asked me here today just to invite me to eat with you often, right?"

He said calmly and half-jokingly.

Dumbledore clapped his hands and laughed: "Of course, invitation is one of the purposes. Besides, there are other things that I need your help with."

"Help?" Glenn looked puzzled, "With your strength, is there anything else you need my help with?"

"Of course," Dumbledore said matter-of-factly, "Strength does not mean everything. Everyone will have a place that suits him. This has nothing to do with his magic level."

Glenn didn't answer and just nodded.

"Remember what we talked about before about the defensive measures prepared for the Philosopher's Stone?"

Dumbledore glanced at him and asked.

Glenn nodded slightly: "If I remember correctly, you should be talking about the tests prepared for Harry, right?"

"That's right," Dumbledore said, "The place is almost ready. If it's convenient, we might as well go and experience it?"

"good."

Glenn remained calm and nodded in agreement without showing any expression of expectation.

The two of them did not use Fox's teleportation function, but walked out of the office casually, walked through the stairs and corridors, and came to the door of the room on the fourth floor where the Magic Stone was hidden.

"I personally recommend that you be mentally prepared."

Dumbledore listened to the barking from inside and said with a smile.

Glenn nodded, used the unlocking spell to unlock the door, and opened the door with force.

Although he had seen it in movies before, Glenn was still a little shocked when he saw the three-headed dog in person for the first time.

The three-headed dog Lu Wei was even taller than he imagined, and his whole body exuded an aura that was difficult to describe in words.

If I had to use one word to describe it, it seems that there is only one hot internet term that has expired long ago - "Domineering side leakage".

Lu Wei's height is nearly four meters, which is the height of two adults combined.

One head alone is as big as a "smart".

That's right, it's the car that looks like the "Laotou Le" mobility scooter.

And there are three such heads.

The scary thing about the three-headed dog is not just its size, but also its character.

The three heads have similar looks, and they all look like bully dogs. They are also the image of the big dog "Spike" in "Tom and Jerry".

At this time, it was staring at Glenn and Dumbledore eagerly, growling like a threat in its throat.

The six bell-like eyes were flashing with a dangerous red light, and the sharp giant teeth were all white. Thick saliva was slowly dripping from the fangs.

Anyone who has watched the movie or the original book knows that if you want to deal with the three-headed dog, you only need "one song."

As long as the music plays, Lu Wei will instantly lose strength and lie down and fall asleep.

As an old fan, Glenn naturally remembered it very clearly, but he was not in a hurry to use this trick.

He stood motionless and glanced around the room, noticing the debris piled in the corner.

"Transform quickly!"

With a click of the magic wand, a chair with broken legs on the ground instantly changed into a pile of Frisbees the size of a washbasin.

Glenn waved his wand, and the Frisbee flew out with a "whoosh" and flew towards the head in the middle.

This is a boring little test he imagined based on Newt's cat-teasing stick.

Since Zuowu will be attracted by the funny cat stick, then let me ask...

What dog can resist the temptation of a Frisbee?

Even if this is a three or four meter tall, ferocious and terrifying...

Hell's three-headed dog.