I weave fate in parallel time and space

White took a deep breath, he stood up directly, looked at the three-headed dog, and raised the bread in his hand.

"Hey! Do you want to eat this, little one?"

Cerberus slowly straightened his neck, his nose twitched, and his eyes were fixed on the bag of bread.

White picked up the bag and dumped all the bread on the ground, while Cerberus licked his three lips and moved his steps more vigilantly. He sniffed the bread, and the one in the middle bit a piece of bread first. After eating it, the other two heads watched successively and began to snatch it.

"Don't worry, I still have a lot here, enough for you to eat."

White directly opened the box and shook it there. A lot of bread fell out of the box, and gradually piled up into a hill.

Before he came, he had anticipated the troubles they might face, so he made a lot of preparations.

The three heads liked to eat bread very much, so they buried themselves in the mountain of bread and began to eat it.

"They must not take you seriously," White said. "They don't even have a fixed feeding time."

Then, after waiting for it to finish eating, White took out a huge leather ball from the box. The ball was bigger than a basketball, but compared to Cerberus, it was a small ball, and it was even squeezed. Sometimes it will make a sound.

The ball quickly attracted the attention of the three-headed dog.

"Want this ball?"

The three-headed dog stuck out its tongue, let out a sigh of relief, and sat down with its waist shaking, just sitting on the undead below. The undead made a hissing sound, like a flat tire Same.

It looks like its owner has trained it.

This worked out well for White.

To gain a dog's friendship, the first thing to do is to satisfy its appetite. Food is the easiest thing to gain a dog's trust.

Second, is to play with it.

"Your second master probably didn't play with you much?" White whispered.

He immediately threw the ball, and Cerberus got up and trotted a few steps. The head in the middle caught the ball accurately. The size of the ball was barely enough for him to catch it. The other two heads wanted to snatch it. That ball, so I started to bite the middle one.

But soon, White took out the same ball from the box and shouted.

"I have one more here!"

After saying that, he threw it out.

Immediately the three heads of Cerberus ceased fighting and began to fight for the ball again, and White repeated the action so that all three heads had their own ball.

"Okay, next, drop the ball!" White ordered.

But the three-headed dog was sitting there, the middle head was obsessed with toys, and two of them were staring at him, obviously wary of him.

However, White was not discouraged, but took out a different toy from the box. It was an alchemy product, made by Tony, and the prototype came from the screaming chicken.

That thing obviously attracted the attention of the three-headed dog again, and it trotted directly towards White. It was huge in size, and it felt like an earthquake when it trotted.

White then took out the magic broom from the box, jumped on the broom and started a chase with the three-headed dog.

And the three-headed dog obviously felt that the ball in its mouth was getting in the way, so it threw the ball on the ground.

And White also threw out the screaming chicken in his hand.The three-headed dog stopped chasing White, turned around and ran to grab the screaming chicken.

And White also fell to the ground and picked up the ball it dropped on the ground, and continued to let the ball make a sound to lure it.

Seeing this, the three-headed dog hesitated for a while with the screaming chicken in its mouth, then ran towards White excitedly.

And after it dropped the screaming chicken near White, he threw the ball again.

And White repeats in this throw-and-catch pass.

This is playing with it.

In this way, the dog will gradually reduce its attention to the toy, and instead immerse itself in playing with the owner. This kind of training can make the dog more focused on the owner and cultivate a relationship with the owner.

The three-headed dog has good physical strength. After playing with it for half an hour, White's physical strength has not been low, and it can even complete difficult movements such as sliding shovels and rolling.

Due to limited time, White did not intend to continue playing with the three-headed dog, but took out a few big bones from the box.

It is shaking the big stick, and the head in the middle of the Cerberus is also shaking with the big stick, and the other two heads are also staring at White, but there is no hostility in the eyes, but the expectation of sticking out the tongue .

White flew up to the hellhound on his broom and yelled at it.

"sit down!"

Cerberus was very obedient, and sat down immediately, sticking out his long tongue, panting heavily, his face full of anticipation.

And White also stretched out his hand to touch the head in the middle, and touched its chin. It narrowed its eyes slightly, and seemed to enjoy it.

Then, he distributed the bone in his hand among the three heads very fairly, and it lay down on the ground and began to gnaw the bone.

White turned his head, looked at their companions, and signaled them to leave quickly with his eyes, and they also moved towards the black door very obediently and carefully.

Cerberus began to howl, and even his face was not the same as when he faced White just now, but gradually turned ferocious.

"Be quiet!" White comforted Cerberus in a low voice, "If you want to continue playing, just be quiet and don't move."

Cerberus whimpered softly, it wanted to turn its head to look at the strangers, but it still stayed where it was.

"Then what do you do?" Dina whispered as she passed by White.

"I know what I'm doing, Dina," White said. "Nobody knows animals better than I do."

Dina nodded, and passed Cerberus with Hughes. Its back also looked very scary, like a hill.

"Good dog." White whispered.

Then he picked up the miserable ball that had been destroyed, and threw it again. The left head of the monster also wanted to run to grab the ball. This time, the middle head attacked the left one, while the right head sent out There were protests.

And White also ran over while they were distracted, and joined them under the gate.

"Dumbledore asked you to come, it is still useful." Hughes said.

White was a little out of breath. Obviously, playing with the three-headed dog just now had exhausted him a lot.

"Let's go," Dina said.

But just as they were about to pass, Cerberus let out a pitiful wail with three heads, and White stopped and turned his head to look over.

And the dog's head also turned to look at them.

Cerberus panted expectantly, the balls and screaming chickens were all torn into pieces and fell into a puddle of saliva at his feet.

"Good," White said. "I'll see you as soon as possible."

The three-headed dog whined, and even people who didn't know dog language could hear that it was very sad.

"I promise," White said.

Ghouls are generally not very intelligent, Cerberus may be smarter than them, so they go to the black arches, trying to mix with ghosts.

But as they passed through the black gate, the ghouls around them began to shout, very ear-piercing, like the cry of a bat, and seemed to carry a sonic attack, which made people's eardrums hurt.

Cerberus also began to bark.

They quickened their pace to cross the level, which caused more ghouls to start shouting, which made them dizzy for a while, but they rushed into the underworld anyway.

A few minutes later, they were hiding in the rotting trunk of a huge black tree, and the ghouls in charge of the security guard ran past them, calling for help.

They were panting heavily, out of breath.

"Is Dumbledore crazy?" Hughes touched his ear and said, "Let the three of us come to the underworld."

"It's not that we are going to face the underworld, we are here to find someone or something." Dina said.

"Now the entire underworld probably knows about our existence." Hughes listened to the sound outside with an ugly expression, and there were many footsteps of ghouls.

In addition, there are some mournful cries of Cerberus missing his new friends.

"That child is very lonely." White obviously heard the voice, and whispered, "After Hades no longer exists, it will not be valued very much in Hades."

Seemingly feeling the ghouls around them gradually leaving, the three of them breathed a sigh of relief. White cautiously poked his head out, but there were no ghouls outside.

"There's nobody," White said.

However, he heard the sound of a snake spitting a letter from nowhere, he frowned slightly, turned his head, looked behind him, and met a face directly.

A face that is ugly enough to be a psychological shadow for a lifetime. The wrinkled old rich man's face is full of blood, like eyes with jaundice, sunken eye sockets, a large abscess on the nose, and teeth Yellow and thin, exuding a strong stench, the hair is made of many poisonous snakes, and it is even spitting out letters.

She was hanging upside down on the wall, and when she met White's eyes, she slowly grinned. (End of this chapter)