Hogwarts: My Plants Have Billions Of Evil Points

"Get out of the way!"

The Weasley twins were the first to react. They yelled at each other, and at the same time they acted tacitly and threw Harry and Neville to the side and rolled away.

The three big mouths bit down, and the sticky saliva splashed in the air.

In the process of rolling, Harry looked at the place where he had just stood, and saw the six lantern-sized eyes flashing coldly with furious and cruel You Sensen's teeth.

This is the three-headed dog!

Harry felt a little dizzy, and the monster in front of him seemed invincible.

An attack failed, and the three-headed dog became even more angry, and a ferocious head jumped towards Neville and Fred who were closest to it.

A shadow enveloped Fred and Neville. Neville's round face was pale, watching the huge body of the three-headed dog smashing towards them.

Fortunately, Fred reacted quickly and rolled sideways again before the three-headed dog fell.

But if you roll like this, there is no time to open the distance, and you may be slapped to death by the paw of the three-headed dog at any time!

So when he was leaving, Fred reminded loudly, "George!"

There is no more detailed description, and there is no need for redundant reminders between the two brothers.

George rolled Harry to the corner with his arms in his arms. He immediately got up without being chased by the three-headed dog [take out the round ball called "portable moving swamp".

"Get out of the way!" George yelled in response, throwing the ball in the direction of Fred and Neville.

Almost at the same time, Frey Della dodged the third fatal pounce of the three-headed dog while holding Neville.

Only this time, when the three-headed dog landed, the ball exploded on the floor.

Strange powder was sprinkled on the floor, and the hard floor immediately squirmed, as if it had turned into a puddle of mud.

And the three-headed dog standing on this piece of mud fell into the quagmire without accident.

"Success!" George cheered, jumping to his feet.

"Woohoo!" Fred, who was still writhing in embarrassment just now, also jumped up and ran over to give George a high-five. "The portable mobile swamp has been created successfully~w!"

Harry was dumbfounded when he heard the conversation between the two, "It turns out that you are not sure whether your props have any effect?"

"No, we have experimented, and it is true that we can create a swamp at will, but we have not tried it in actual combat." George explained.

"That's dangerous too." Harry was speechless.

"Dangerous, what is it to Gryffindor?" Fred said with a smile, "Sometimes we have to be bold. Look, isn't this our achievement?"

He pointed to the three-headed dog struggling in the swamp with a proud face.

Harry looked in the direction he was pointing and breathed a sigh of relief.

Fred and George were right, they did succeed, the portable mobile swamp turned out to be a real swamp, and the three-headed dog couldn't get out of it.

"But what is this big dog with three heads?" Harry asked. "A magical creature?"

"To be precise, it should be called magical animals. You can learn this course when you take elective courses in the third grade." George explained, "The three-headed dog is a magical animal that lives in Greece. It is very dangerous. The Ministry of Magic The risk classification is xxx."

"xxx?" Harry found the term strange.

"It's troublesome to explain to you now, you just need to know that it's hard to deal with." Fred waved his hand. "Let's get closer and see if there's a chance we can appreciate the main head technique up close."

Harry felt a little moved, and followed George and Fred to approach the three-headed dog struggling in the mud.

Neville was still sitting on the side with lingering fear, and when he saw the three of them approaching, he quickly stood up.

"Neville, are you alright?" Harry looked at the three-headed giant dog, sighing while not forgetting to care about his good friend.

"I'm fine, it was really scary just now." Neville patted his chest, "Are you sure that your swamp can trap a three-headed dog?"

"Isn't that the truth?" Fred shrugged.

"It's so good, are you going to sell this thing? I'm going to buy some." Neville said.

"Of course, we welcome others to buy our products." Fred rubbed his hands with a smile, "In addition to the portable mobile swamp, we have other good things...

Fred started to introduce his products, while George was going to get closer to check the status of the portable mobile swamp.

Just when Fred was fooling Harry and Neville into investing in himself, he suddenly heard George's uneasy voice, "Guys, it seems something is wrong."

"What's wrong?" Fred looked over.

"The swamp seems to be drying up!" George yelled in horror, "Run!"

He roared and ran towards several people. Behind him, large clods of clods splashed, and the three-headed dog crawled out from the half-open swamp with a roar!

Seeing this, Fred also panicked and shouted, "Quick! Use magic!"

He was the first to take out his wand, pointing at George's three-headed dog, "Swoon!"

With a flash of white light, the stun spell hit one of the heads of the three-headed dog, but it had no effect, and even failed to make the three-headed dog tilt its head.

Neville and Harry also pulled out their wands to help, but these two young wizards who had just entered school had no offensive magic at all, and those fragmentary basic spells were as silent as a stone sinking into the ocean.

"々. Where's your portable moving swamp? Use it!" Neville yelled, waving his wand wildly.

"No! George is too close to it, George will die in the past! You run towards the door! Go to the professor for help!" Fred shouted, running towards George.

"Smelly dog! Look this way!" Fred yelled and rushed up.

The sudden sound immediately attracted the attention of the three-headed dog, but such a small person really couldn't attract the attention of the three-headed dog.

It now wants to kill the villain who threw strange things to trap it.

So it waved its paw, and Fred who ran over had no time to react, and was slapped and slapped to the wall, landing in front of Harry and Neville who were about to escape.

Harry and Neville froze.

Is this Fantastic Beasts? Terrible!

Looking at Fred lying in front of him and making painful noises, Harry's face turned pale, and seeing the three-headed dog biting George with its big mouth open, he couldn't help but close his eyes and couldn't bear to see George's blood splattered on the spot.

Just then, a calm voice sounded.

"Wingardim Leviosa has it!"

The three-headed dog, which was about to pounce on George and prepare to dismember him in three mouthfuls, suddenly found himself floating up, letting the prey that was close at hand slip away from his mouth without any effort.

"Wow...Wow!" The three-headed dog roared anxiously, but it had no effect at all. Without any focus, she was floating in the air like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, and could only wave her paws in vain.

Harry was stunned, and turned his head to look in the direction of the sound, with a surprise expression on his face.

"Leonard!".