Curiosity Demands Satisfaction.

You slink towards the door, you shoes quietly scraping across the stone floor.

"It's probably nothing crazy." you say "It's probably a waste of time. It's probably just coincidence that the two most experienced professors gathered here. I'm probably wasting my time." You have the handle in your hand now, and find yourself turning the handle, and pulling the door open. Jennifer sighs exasperatedly.

Stepping past the threshold of the door, you leave the chastisement of "We're gonna lose points if we are caught!" unspoken.

Through the door was not a Supply closet, but a whole Corridor, just like the one you left. The corridor segment is approximately 60 feet long, and separated from the rest of the third floor by a door on either side. However, the real thing that grabbed the eye was not the hallway, but the dog.

The dog filled the entire space of the corridor from floor to ceiling, and had not one, but three heads. Each head had two rolling, angry eyes, and a mouth full of yellow gnashing fangs. Saliva pooled from each mouth, and the right head's saliva was mixed with blood, and you suspect that it is not the dog's blood. The dog was attached at the ankle to a chain, and it lunged at you.

Jennifer screamed and backed out of the room, but you were stunned. You stand there with a shocked expression on your face, and a victorious smile on your face. Thankfully the dog does not reach the door. Its jaws snapping inches in front of your face, the dog abruptly comes to a stop.

The chain had snapped taught, the dog was unable to reach the door! Looking at the chain straining against its anchor, you feel a grin breaking out on your face. Laughing you spin on your heels and stroll out of the room. Closing the door behind you, you feel like a thousand galleons.

"Are you daft?" Jennifer asks punching you in your arm. "You could have died, if you are just looking for an adrenaline rush you can just take up quidditch, instead of trying to get yourself killed!" Despite her words, the concern in her voice is plain.

"It's not -" you gasp laughing "It's not just that" Taking a second to catch your breath you continue. "Did you see?!" Jennifer looks at you as if you had gone mad. "It was standing on a trap door!"

The two of you begin to slink towards the fourth floor and the common room.

"We've stumbled on a real mystery!" You say smiling like a loon.

"What??" Jennifer asks, looking completely perplexed. "What's so mysterious about a dog?"

"Its not the guard dog, it's what its guarding!" You reply. As you approach the Ravenclaw knocker, you do not fail to notice Jennifer's eyes spark with realization, and a small smile form on her lips. Can you believe that people say Ravenclaws are weird?