I weave my destiny in parallel time and space

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

"Hey! Little guy, do you want to eat this?"

Cerberus slowly straightened his neck, his nose twitched, and he stared directly at the bag of bread.

White picked up the bag and dumped all the bread inside on the ground. Cerberus licked three lips, moved more cautiously, sniffed the bread, and the middle one took the lead in biting a piece of bread. After eating it, the other two heads looked at it one after another and started to snatch it.

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

White opened the box and started shaking it. A lot of bread fell out of the box and gradually piled up into a hill.

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

Those three heads liked to eat bread very much, so they buried themselves directly in the mountain of bread and started to feast on 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 a little bigger than a basketball, but it was just a small ball compared to Cerberus, even when it was squeezed. Sometimes it will make a sound.

The ball quickly attracted the three-headed dog's attention.

"Want this ball?"

The three-headed dog stuck out its tongue, snorted, and sat down with its waist swaying, 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 is easy for White.

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

Secondly, just play with it.

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

He immediately threw the ball out. Cerberus quickly got up and ran a few steps. The middle head caught the ball accurately. The ball was barely big enough for him to hold it in his mouth. The other two heads wanted to grab it. That ball, so I started biting the middle one.

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

"I have another one here!"

Then he threw it out.

The three heads of Cerberus immediately stopped fighting and started grabbing the ball again. White repeated the action so that all three heads had their own balls.

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

But the three-headed dog sat there, the middle head obsessed with toys, and the two heads stared at him, obviously still wary of him.

However, White was not discouraged, and instead 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 very large, and its trotting had an earthquake-like feeling.

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 his mouth was in the way, so he threw the ball on the ground.

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

White also landed on the ground, picked up the ball he dropped on the ground, and continued to make the ball make noise to lure it.

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

And after it dropped the Screaming Chicken near White, he threw the ball away again.

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

This is playing with it.

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

The three-headed dog has very good stamina. After White played with it for half an hour, its stamina showed no sign of losing its strength. It could even complete difficult actions such as sliding tackles and rolling.

Because time was limited, White had no intention of continuing to play with the three-headed dog. Instead, he took out a few big bones from the box.

It shook the big stick, and the head in the middle of the Cerberus also swayed with the big stick. The other two heads also stared at White, but there was no hostility in their eyes, but their tongues were sticking out with anticipation on their faces. .

White flew to the hellhound on his broom and shouted to it.

"sit down!"

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

White also reached out and touched the head in the middle, and also touched its chin. It narrowed its eyes slightly and seemed to enjoy it.

Then, he fairly distributed the bones in his hands to the three heads, and they lay down on the ground and began to chew on the bones.

White turned back and looked at their companions, his eyes signaling them to move quickly, and they moved towards the black door very obediently and cautiously.

Cerberus began to howl, and even his expression was not like the one he had just faced White, but gradually became more ferocious.

"Quiet!" White whispered to comfort Cerberus, "If you want to continue playing, just quiet down and don't move."

Cerberus whimpered softly. It wanted to turn back and look at the strangers, but it still stayed in place and did not move.

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

"I know what I'm doing, Dina," White said. "No one knows animals better than I do."

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

"Good dog." White whispered.

Then he picked up the badly damaged ball and threw it again. The monster's left head also wanted to run over and grab the ball. This time, the middle head attacked the left one, while the right head let out a There were protests.

White also ran over while they were distracted and met them under the gate.

"Dumbledore asked you to come, and it is indeed of some use." Hughes said.

White was a little out of breath. It was obvious that playing with the three-headed dog just now had consumed a lot of energy.

"Let's go quickly." Dina said.

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

The dog head also turned to look at them.

Cerberus gasped in anticipation, and the balls and screaming chickens were all torn into pieces and fell into a pool of saliva at his feet.

"Be good," White said. "I'll come see you as soon as possible."

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

"I promise," White said.

Ghouls generally have low IQs, and Cerberus may be smarter than them, so they walked towards the black arch, trying to blend in with the ghosts.

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

Cerberus also began to bark.

They quickly accelerated their pace to rush through the level, which also caused more ghouls to start shouting, which made them dizzy, but they still rushed into the underworld.

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

They were panting heavily and out of breath.

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

"We are not going to face Hades. We are here to find people or things." Dina said.

"Now the whole Hades probably knows about our existence." Hughes looked ugly as he listened to the sounds outside, and there were many footsteps of ghouls.

Added to this are some plaintive cries of Cerberus missing his new friend.

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

It seemed that they felt that the ghouls around them were gradually leaving. The three of them relaxed a little. White cautiously poked his head out, and there were no more ghouls outside.

"There's no one left," White said.

However, he heard the sound of a snake spitting messages 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 lifelong psychological shadow. The old and rich man's face is full of wrinkles and is bleeding. It looks like he has jaundiced eyes. The eye sockets are sunken. There is also a big abscess on his nose, and his teeth are damaged. It was yellow and sparse, exuding a strong stench, and its hair was made of many venomous snakes, and it was even spitting out venomous snakes.

She hung upside down on the wall, and when she looked at White, she slowly grinned.