Chapter 149: Being a cub for anyone is the same!!

Darren walked out of Snape's office, speechless.

He found that the tone Snape used when talking to him was becoming more and more like the tone used for a son.

And he couldn't even correct him.

Sigh, forget it, being a cub for anyone is the same.

He checked the time; it was already late at night.

Well, it seemed he had missed the duel between Harry and Malfoy.

However, he decided to go and take a look anyway.

When he climbed to the fourth floor of the castle, he suddenly heard a sound of running, and then.

"It's Darren!"

"Oh my god, Darren, why did you come too!"

"Well, Filch is coming soon!"

"Peeves is here!"

"Darren, keep up!"

Before Darren could greet Harry and the others, he was grabbed by his clothes by Harry and pulled forward.

Darren, being pulled along by Harry, could only follow them forward obediently according to his persona, and then slammed solidly into a door.

"It's over, we're dead!"

Ron yelled.

In front of them was a tightly shut door, blocking their way.

"This seems to be..."

Darren said hesitantly, and then he saw Hermione pointing her wand at the door and saying: "Alohomora!"

The door opened immediately; no one cared what Darren wanted to say, they pushed him in, and then everyone held their breath and looked outside through the crack in the door.

"Peeves, where did they go?"

Filch asked angrily.

"I'll only tell you if you say please!"

Peeves said, jumping up and down.

"I said..."

Darren was listening when he suddenly felt someone poking him; he turned his head and saw it was Neville.

Then he looked behind Neville.

Whoa!

A giant dog like a monster, its head almost touching the ceiling.

It had three heads, each with a pair of eyes that looked full of malice.

Its drool was dripping onto everyone.

Hiss!

【System, convert twenty talent points for me, put them all into the animal affinity talent】

【Ding, conversion successful】

As the system's voice fell, Darren suddenly felt that the three-headed dog looked much more intimate; whether it was because it felt Darren looked more pleasing than before, the three-headed dog's head gently leaned towards Darren.

Darren was relieved.

Then he suddenly pushed Neville and Harry away and shouted: "You guys run, run quickly!"

"Darren! Filch..." ===== CHAPTER 151 =====