Chapter 1643 (1/2)

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.”