Chapter 192: Fluffy, the Three-Headed Dog

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For the past few days, it had been raining continuously, making the path in the Forbidden Forest muddy. Albert, who was following behind Hagrid, almost slipped several times.

"Hagrid, wait a moment." After nearly slipping again, Albert finally called out to Hagrid and walked to the side to find a sturdy branch.

"What are you doing with that?" Hagrid asked. He soon understood what Albert wanted to do as the branch transformed under the effect of Transfiguration into a makeshift walking stick.

"Now I understand why adventurers in novels always carry a walking stick," Albert chuckled as he explained to Hagrid.

"You look like a little old man," Hagrid couldn't help but tease.

"No, this way, it feels more adventurous," Albert didn't mind Hagrid's teasing and continued to follow him with the makeshift walking stick, while Fang ran around them.

After walking a considerable distance, they were far away from the school, but Albert felt like they hadn't ventured deep into the Forbidden Forest and were only skirting its outskirts.

Finally, they stopped in front of a large oak tree. Albert saw a shelter for rain on higher ground. It looked like a dog kennel, if it indeed was one.

"Fluffy." Hagrid put down the iron bucket, cupped his hands around his mouth, and shouted forward.

As Hagrid called out "Fluffy," Albert felt like he was being stared at by something. Deep, yet somewhat naive growls suddenly came from the right.

"Step back a bit, Fluffy is a bit shy," Hagrid gestured to Albert to step back while he reached out and picked up the black shadow that pounced on him.

It was a dog, to be more precise, a three-headed dog named Fluffy. Wasn't this the three-headed dog that Dumbledore used as the first obstacle to protect the Philosopher's Stone?

However, Fluffy was still very small, about the size of a bull terrier puppy, and was squirming desperately in Hagrid's arms, trying to break free.

Fluffy seemed wary of Albert, a stranger. With its three heads and six eyes fixed on him, if it weren't so small, Albert felt that he might not be able to stand here so calmly.

"Don't worry, he's Albert, my friend," Hagrid said to Fluffy in a cooing tone.

Albert stared at Fluffy in Hagrid's arms and twitched his mouth as he asked, "Hagrid, is this your...dog?"

"Fluffy is more cautious around unfamiliar scents," Hagrid said as he hugged the three-headed dog tightly, not letting it escape from his arms.

"I know," Albert took a few steps back and reached out to touch Fang's head, muttering, "Fang is cuter."

"No, this little baby is adorable too," Hagrid brought Fluffy closer to Albert so that it could smell Albert's scent.

"Little baby?" Albert felt his face twitching, "How old is it?"

"About... five months old, I think." Hagrid said uncertainly, "About a month and a half ago, I bought it from a Greek guy in the Hog's Head."

"I remember that three-headed dogs are extremely rare magical creatures," Albert raised an eyebrow and asked back.

"That guy was a smuggler," Hagrid said angrily, "Fluffy looked terrible at the time, and it could die at any moment, so the Greek guy didn't want it anymore. He sold it to me at a lower price."

The Ministry of Magic was as unreliable as ever.

"The Ministry of Magic is full of idiots," Hagrid said indignantly, "Even if they catch smugglers, they'll just dispose of them."

Albert suddenly asked, "Does Dumbledore know?"

At that moment, Albert saw Hagrid becoming anxious and flustered.

Forget it, let's not bring up this topic again!

Albert sighed and saw the answer in Hagrid's expression.

"Can I feed Fluffy?" He changed the subject.

"Oh, of course you can," Hagrid put down Fluffy and reassured Albert in a low voice, "Don't be nervous, Fluffy just wants to smell you."

"Although you say that..." Albert held onto his wand, still worried that Fluffy might suddenly bite him. Even though it was still small, being bitten by a dog of this size wouldn't be pleasant.

Hagrid led Fluffy around Albert, allowing the three-headed dog to sniff his scent. Sometimes, one of its heads would show its teeth, but after Hagrid patted it on the head, it settled down again.

"Good, sit down, stay." Hagrid instructed Fluffy.

"Isn't Fang afraid of Fluffy?" Albert asked in puzzlement. While he was feeding Fluffy, this three-headed dog seemed relatively well-behaved. Each head was eating its portion of the meat, but he couldn't imagine what it felt like to have three heads on one body.

"They get along just fine," Hagrid explained. "Before the start of term, I kept Fluffy in my cabin until its body fully recovered, and then I let it roam here."

Though Hagrid had used a long vine to bind Fluffy.

"Hagrid, can I touch it?" Albert turned his head to ask.

"Well, I think... it should be fine!" Hagrid replied uncertainly.

"You're not exactly filling me with confidence," Albert resisted the urge to comment and finally gave up on the idea of touching the three-headed dog.

He only used his walking stick to play with the little guy. After glancing at the bite marks on the stick, he gave up the idea of rubbing the three dog heads.

"Isn't it cute?" Hagrid giggled.

"Most animals are cute when they're young," Albert didn't deny it. If it didn't bite people, this young three-headed dog would still be alright, but...

"Hagrid, have you thought about what to do when it...I mean, Fluffy grows up?" Albert took out the remaining dog food from his pocket and fed the three-headed dog. It seemed to like the biscuits and became much friendlier after Albert fed it.

"Well..."

"From what I know, three-headed dogs can grow to be as tall as an average adult. After just one year, it won't be something a vine can keep in check anymore," Albert kindly reminded, "Don't worry, I won't let it show up at Hogwarts. Also, I have a way to easily calm it down."

Hagrid confidently patted his chest and took out a rough flute from his pocket. He blew a tune, and Fluffy, who had just been eating, started to feel drowsy and soon fell asleep.

"How did you do that?" Even though he knew that music could put Fluffy to sleep, Albert was still amazed to witness it firsthand.

"It's my secret," Hagrid smiled proudly, "It took me half a month to find this good method."

"Well, from what I know, in Muggle Greek mythology, there's a three-headed dog called Cerberus. To get past it, you need to lull it to sleep with music," Albert raised an eyebrow and continued, "But that's not important. You still need to be careful, and I don't think Dumbledore would allow you to keep this thing. My advice to you is, once Fluffy grows up, send it back to Greece, or just keep it deep in the Forbidden Forest."

Hagrid's face was full of conflict.

"Hagrid, I want to touch it," Albert interrupted Hagrid, "Can you play the flute to put it to sleep again?"

"Uh, sure!" Hagrid agreed, continuing to blow the flute. Fluffy, who had just awakened, fell back into a deep sleep.

Albert immediately approached and rubbed the three dog heads. Unfortunately, he didn't have a camera; otherwise, taking a picture would be great.

"The brown fur of the three-headed dog feels quite comfortable," Albert said as he rubbed each head in turn, muttering quietly.

"Albert also likes Fluffy, huh?" Hagrid thought as he saw this scene.

After Albert was satisfied with petting Fluffy, Hagrid stopped playing the flute. They quietly left while Fluffy was still eating, and Fang looked at Fluffy and then at Hagrid's retreating figure before quickly catching up to them.

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