Chapter 64: 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 had no way to 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.

But he still decided to go and take a look.

When he climbed to the fourth floor of the castle, he suddenly heard the 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!"

Darren didn't have time to greet Harry and the others before he was pulled by his clothes by Harry and ran forward.

Darren, being pulled 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 run off to?"

Filch asked angrily.

"You have to say please, and then I'll tell you!"

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 on the animal affinity talent]

[Ding, conversion successful]

As the system's voice fell, Darren suddenly felt the three-headed dog in front of him looked much more friendly; he didn't know if it was because Darren looked more pleasing to the eye than before, but the three-headed dog's head gently leaned toward Darren.

Darren felt relieved.

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

"Darren! Filch..."

Ron was startled and was about to say that such a loud noise would attract Filch.

As a result, when he turned his head, he saw the three-headed monster had already placed its head on Darren.

"Darren!"

Harry was startled and couldn't care about Filch anymore; he raised his wand and poked at the three-headed monster.

Fluffy felt the pain and raised its head, roaring wildly at Harry.

"You guys run first, I'll be out in a moment, hurry, otherwise you're blocking the way, and I can't run either!"

Darren showed a look of forced calmness.

Only his pale face represented his fearful psychology.

[Ding, Saint Father value +80]

[Ding, Saint Father value +100]

[Ding, Saint Father value +90]

[Ding, Saint Father value +100]

[Ding, Saint Father value +50]

Five Saint Father value notifications.

Darren noticed that among the generally nearly full Saint Father values, a fifty Saint Father value appeared abruptly.

Well.

He shouldn't have doubted that there was no Dumbledore in such a dangerous moment.

This philanthropic old gentleman should be wearing an invisibility cloak or using a Disillusionment Charm to follow Harry.

He had said, how could Dumbledore ensure Harry and the others wouldn't be eaten by the three-headed dog Fluffy in the original work.

You have to know that this three-headed dog looked like it would be very difficult even for him to deal with, unless he used an Obscurus.

With the strength of Harry and the others, they should have been eaten long ago; how could there be the subsequent Savior's adventures?

Darren sighed.

But on the surface, he still looked heroic and fearless.

After Harry and the others went out the door, he hurriedly rolled out from Fluffy's roar.

He could feel Fluffy had no murderous intent toward him, but was rather curious.

The three heads were at the door frame, roaring at him.

It looked like it wanted to eat him.

In reality, it should be wanting to call him to go play together.

Well, these big guys usually have simple hearts.

Otherwise, it wouldn't sleep when it heard music.

Of course, although he felt Fluffy was not dangerous, Harry and the others were scared to death; they pulled up Darren, who was still sitting on the ground, and ran quickly toward the Gryffindor common room.

"No no, Harry, my house is Slytherin..."

Darren patted Harry and stopped his steps.

Harry looked a bit worried.

However, he was calmed down by Darren.

"Don't be afraid, at worst I'll be caught by Filch, at most it's a few days of detention, as long as I don't enter that room on the fourth floor."

"Then, then alright! You hurry back, don't get caught by Snape."

Harry sighed and once again lamented how Darren was sorted into Slytherin.

If he were in Gryffindor, he could be in the same dormitory as Darren and take care of him.

Looking at Darren's lonely retreating back, Harry felt a bit sad.

He had agreed to a duel with Malfoy at noon today because Malfoy said he only relied on Darren and only let Darren stand in front of him.

He was angry for a moment and agreed to Malfoy's duel request.

Who knew that not only was he played by Malfoy, but he was saved by Darren once again.

If it weren't for Darren being powerful, they would probably all have died in the three-headed dog's mouth.

"Speaking of which, why does the school keep such a monster? It's too terrifying!"

Ron just returned to the common room and sprawled on the sofa, saying. Harry nodded absentmindedly.

He was thinking about whether Darren had gone back.

Would he encounter danger?

Then he heard Hermione's voice.

"I think, are your eyes for decoration? Anyone with eyes could see it was standing on a trapdoor!"

"Trapdoor?"

Harry thought suspiciously and finally said helplessly: "What does this represent?"

Hermione looked at Ron angrily, expecting him to remember something.

It was a pity.

Ron also knew nothing.

"It means it's guarding something!"

Hermione shouted angrily.

Then she looked at Harry and Ron, glaring at them and saying: "I hope you feel proud of yourselves; we were almost eaten, or expelled from school, and even harmed Darren! Alright, if you don't object, I'm going back to sleep!"

Ron looked at her retreating back, dumbfounded.

"It seems like we were the ones who dragged her there!"

Harry nodded in agreement, though he felt Hermione was right about one thing: they almost harmed Darren.

As for the rest.

Perhaps he knew where the thing under the vault was hidden.

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