Hearing Lucien's words, the flames in the room instantly receded.
Lumina walked to Lucien's side, its eyes warily fixed on Cerberus, Fluffy.
But the creature being guarded against looked quite miserable at the moment.
Cerberus's already very dark fur was now even blacker from being burned.
Some of Lumina's pure flames still clung to its body, the fiery blossoms still burning, and this pain caused Cerberus's body to tremble incessantly.
Lucien patted Lumina's neck, signaling it to extinguish the flames first.
After the flames were extinguished, the wounds became even clearer.
The pure flames' temperature was too high; some areas on Cerberus with less flesh were almost burned through, revealing glimpses of white bone.
Thus, in just two or three seconds, the inherently fierce and violent Cerberus was defeated, only able to whimper for mercy.
Fluffy laboriously rolled over, ignoring the pain in its body, exposing its relatively soft and vulnerable belly.
Lucien saw this scene and understood that this Cerberus had yielded.
The injuries needed treatment; even with the strong physique of such a magic creature, wounds of this severity would likely be difficult to heal naturally.
This was Hagrid's pet after all; ensuring it wouldn't attack him again was enough, he wouldn't actually burn it to death.
After a brief consideration, Lucien signaled Lumina to give Fluffy some simple treatment.
Receiving its master's instruction, Lumina walked up to Cerberus.
Fluffy saw Lumina approaching and couldn't help but tremble, but it dared not move, only sticking out its tongue and showing a fawning smile.
Lumina looked down at Cerberus from above.
"Ptooey!"
A glob of transparent saliva was thus spat from Lumina's mouth, accurately landing in the mouth of Cerberus's middle head.
Lucien, witnessing this scene, couldn't help but be stunned.
Ah, no, why does it look so much like an alpaca?
qilin saliva's healing effect was indeed very strong, but just spitting it out directly like that, the visual style felt too peculiar!
Previously, Lumina's saliva was always collected in a container, and he would take out a little when needed.
Just now, Lumina just spat out a mouthful of glistening saliva, and then it flew straight into Fluffy's mouth.
Feeling shocked, Lucien looked at Cerberus, only to find that it actually had a look of...
Enjoyment?
He saw Fluffy's charred fur rapidly shedding, and new fur grew, shiny and lustrous.
Those deep wounds, visible to the bone, also began to heal; perhaps because the injuries were too severe, the growth rate was slightly slower.
Lumina returned to Lucien's side, proudly raising its head,
"Master, I've healed it."
"…"
Lucien actually wanted to say that when spitting, it could be a bit more dignified, after all, it was still a divine beast when spoken of.
But then he thought, no matter how dignified, it was still spitting, it couldn't be that much more elegant.
Shaking his head, Lucien walked towards a trapdoor.
No, to be precise, it was a dark, gaping hole.
In the sea of flames just now, the door had already been burned to ashes.
This time, Fluffy did not obstruct, just squatted to the side, panting with its tongue out, watching, as if it had forgotten its mission.
After being beaten, Fluffy was no longer as impulsive as when it had just been startled awake, and it also felt the affinity emanating from Lucien and Lumina, making this Cerberus truly as honest and docile as an ordinary large dog.
Lucien glanced at the hole and found it empty below.
There was no Devil's Snare or anything.
That's right, Dumbledore probably hadn't placed the Mirror of Erised down there yet.
So, no challenges or obstacles had been set up.
He turned his head to look at Cerberus.
Lucien couldn't help but inwardly grumble, then what exactly was it guarding now? A door?
Oh, a door.
Lucien helplessly pulled out an unused tin can, touched it with his wand, and transformed it into a door, pressing it over the hole.
He swished his wand a few more times, applying a semi-permanent solidification charm.
This would have to do for now; he would replace it with a new one next time.
At the same time, he cast magic to erase the burned traces in the room one by one.
Then Lucien took out paper and pen, preparing to record data on magical creatures like Cerberus.
This was much easier now; Fluffy was very cooperative throughout.
If he told it to lift a leg, it lifted a leg; if he told it to open its mouth, it opened its mouth.
Looking at Fluffy's teeth, Lucien found that the sharp fangs had become very white.
The dark aura that originally entanglement them had disappeared.
Hmm, was it because Lumina's pure flames could burn away curses and toxins, thus removing the Dark Arts curse inherent in Cerberus's teeth?
But the sharp-eyed Lucien quickly noticed that wisps of faint black mist were emerging from the base of the teeth again, hovering faintly.
So it regenerates, does it? This inherent Dark Arts of Cerberus means that after being bitten, wounds cannot heal on their own and must be treated with potions.
He quickly jotted down this information and put away his paper and pen.
He then took out an iron bottle, preparing to draw Cerberus's blood.
Fluffy did not resist, allowing Lucien to draw its blood.
Lucien didn't take much, stopping once he had enough for his own adhesive concoction.
Having completed his goal for the night, Lucien left the room, tossing a huge rib bone to Fluffy as a small compensation before he left.
…
Just a few minutes after Lucien left.
From another direction, two people hurried towards the room where Cerberus was.
"Dumbledore, I told you, that Cerberus is very dangerous, it shouldn't be kept in the Castle!"
"Before, Potter and his friends got lost and came here, and you said someone else just visited; what if something really happened?!"
"Severus, don't be agitated. As far as I know, the problem is not serious."
Snape looked at Dumbledore beside him, his eyes filled with gloom.
The portraits and ghosts in the Castle were all the Principal's informants; relying on them, Dumbledore could grasp most of the secrets in the Castle.
Both times, ghosts had tipped him off, telling Dumbledore that someone had entered Cerberus's room.
Snape took a deep breath, suppressing his anger,
"Dumbledore, the problem is not serious, meaning there was a problem, correct?"
Dumbledore nodded,
"I know you want to ask if Harry is alright; he was indeed injured at the time, but he has already healed."
When he first heard Harry was injured, Snape's breath hitched, but the words "already healed" also made him secretly sigh in relief.
Moreover, when Snape had encountered Harry these past few days, he seemed very healthy, so it should have just been a minor injury.
But Snape still snorted coldly:
"I wasn't asking about Potter; keeping a creature like Cerberus in the school is simply too dangerous!"
Knowing Snape's temperament, Dumbledore didn't mind.
Actually, Dumbledore didn't say that the ghosts and portraits along the way had told him that Harry was actually seriously injured, but the three children had somehow run out of the Castle.
Dumbledore guessed they went to Hagrid for help, so he later went to ask Hagrid.
But Hagrid said that when he saw Harry that night, he was perfectly fine and was chatting happily with Lucien and his friends.
Dumbledore then guessed that Lucien must have healed Harry's injuries, and he became even more interested in the boy.
Opening the door, everything looked very normal.
Except that Cerberus was gnawing on a…
Rib bone?
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