McGoth smiled coldly in his heart, this is not a loophole, except that he estimates that Dumbledore can see it now. 35xs, but he wrote his name as if it was fine. Voldemort smiled coldly when he saw that the contract was established, even if he didn't want this soul, he would let Magos, who had humiliated him, not be able to die.

"Okay, I'm going to give a signal, you can disappear quickly." Now Voldemort has a request for him, and McGoth has some confidence, but he doesn't dare to go too far, that guy is a madman, and he can't use common sense to figure out the thoughts of a madman.

Voldemort gave him a cold look, and soon disappeared into the back of Professor Quirrell's head.

Magos walked over and picked Professor Quirrell up.

"Professor, how are you feeling?" McGoth asked with concern.

"Ugh." Professor Quirrell didn't reply, and sighed. "You shouldn't have promised him, I know better than anyone else that he can't be trusted."

"I don't want to watch someone who helped me die in front of me." Maggoth's earnest tone caused Quirrell to sigh several times in a row.

"Alright, Professor, now we should think about what the reason is."

Professor Quirrell nodded, thought for a moment and then communicated with Voldemort before deciding to put it all on the Death Eaters, Yaxley, who was one of the ones who escaped the Aurors. And Professor Quirrell was the one who rescued him, as for how he found him, he said that he had used a tracking spell on him, and he originally wanted to teach him a lesson, with the relationship between Magos and Quirrell, it seems quite reasonable, as for why he didn't notify the others, he wanted to rescue him secretly, and then take the opportunity to teach him a lesson, but he didn't expect the dark wizard Alex to be more difficult to deal with than he imagined, and he barely drove him away with the concerted efforts of McGoss.

After checking all the questions they could think of, Quirrell was lying on the ground and looked like he was losing a lot of mana. Magos stumbled out of the cave and let out red flames.

Within seconds of the flames appearing, four figures appeared in front of him. Flash Dance. He knew that his disappearance would cause a sensation, but he never expected that it would alarm the other three deans and the headmaster except Snape at once.

"It's great that you're okay, Mr. Will." Professor McGonagall rushed to McGoss's side, nervously staring at his wounds. Professor Sprout took out a bottle of potion and gently applied it to his wound.

Headmaster Dumbledore and Professor Flitwick smiled at him, and then their faces changed when they sensed Professor Quirrell in the cave. Headmaster Dumbledore flew in to check on Quirrell's injuries.

"Magos, are you..."Professor Flitwick asked again and again, and Magos immediately told them about their encounter with trolls and dark wizards in the Forbidden Forest, which was truthful, and so many people saw it at the time, and then the mystery of the wand was also said, anyway, Voldemort also knew, and it was no longer a secret.

"I didn't know how to do it at the time, but after using two spells at the same time, my magic was drained and I collapsed, and then the dark wizard suddenly appeared and stunned me and caught me, and then just as he was about to kill me, Professor Quirrell came and saved me."

"Professor Quirrell?" Professor McGonagall looked at him quizzically.

"Yes, Professor Quirrell saved me."

"But—" Professor McGonagall said a word and stopped talking, she couldn't do it to denigrate another professor in front of a student, even if it was the truth, and the professor had just saved him.

When Dumbledore appeared at the entrance of the cave with Quirrell, they could only hold back their doubts now, ready to go back and ask what was going on, why Professor Quirrell was able to find Magos accurately, and they had to try their luck everywhere in the forest.

Warm sunlight shines through the huge windows on the beds of the university hospital. In the empty room, there were only two beds with sleeping children lying on them. 35xs

The direct sunlight made Magos slowly open his eyes, yesterday's experience was too treacherous, and the first thing he did when he woke up was to touch the wand in his hand.

Feeling a void, he sat up suddenly, only then did he see his surroundings clearly, and his tense muscles relaxed suddenly, but the abrupt movement made him grin in pain before healing.

"Lie down, Mr. Will." At this moment the door opened, and Madam Pomfrey saw that McGoss, who was seated, ran nervously and quickly, and forced him to lie down, and carefully examined his wounds.

Ron next door was woken up by their voices and yawned.

"Magos, you're awake." He didn't seem to realize what this was.

McGoth turned to look at Ron who didn't wake up and breathed a sigh of relief, he hadn't dared to ask him about the situation because he was worried that something would happen, and now he saw that his injuries were not as serious as his own.

"Well, thank you yesterday, if it weren't for you, Hermione would be in danger."

McGoth's words reminded Ron of what had happened last night, and he shuddered, a look of fear slowly appearing on his face.

"No, it's fine." His voice trembled a little.

"Ron, I apologize to you for saying that night, you're the real Gryffindor I've ever seen." McGoth said with a serious look on his face.

Ron looked embarrassed, he didn't know if he should accept his apology, he felt that he was just having a fever in his head, and he wasn't sure if he would do anything like that when he got back to last night.

"Don't speak, gentlemen, let me examine your injuries first, especially you, Mr. Weasley." Madam Pomfrey's words freed Ron from his embarrassment, and he closed his mouth and waited for the inspection.

Madam Pomfrey's face was cold and warm, and she carefully inquired about all of Ron's current feelings, and made sure that he was really okay before leaving with confidence.

"What happened after I was knocked unconscious last night, and no one was hurt." Ron asked eagerly as he watched Madam Pomfrey close the door.

McGoth shook his head and gave a rough account of what had happened next. Ron opened his mouth wide and didn't expect the rest of the story to be so twisted and bizarre, and first thanked him for saving him. But after listening to this, he looked at McGoth proudly and said, "I'll just say that Professor Quirrell is not like you said, you see that in the end, Professor Quirrell saved you, and Snape didn't show up." ”

McGoth was silent, what happened now was completely out of the original book, and he still had to sketch out what to do next, as for discussing with them who had a problem with Snape and Quirrell, it was pointless, now that both of them were fine, and he had a problem.

Ron felt that Magos couldn't accept the fact that he was rescued by Professor Quirrell and that Snape hadn't been there from beginning to end. kept saying some comforting words next to him, McGoth was a little annoyed to listen to it, this guy should be too excited, he won't die, he can understand. But understanding is understanding, unhappy or unhappy.

But he was soon relieved, and Harry and Hermione and a whole bunch of them were here. Everyone looked at them excitedly, and Hermione thanked Ron all the time, and Ron was embarrassed, after all, he felt that saving her was only subconscious, not what he really wanted to do. However, everyone's admiring and adoring eyes still made him blow away that bit of embarrassment and be triumphant. However, he told Hermione that McGoth could save her even without him.

For his part, Magos had already repeated what he had just said to Ron, and the little wizards looked at him with no longer admiration, but looked at him like gods, after all, even those who were not there last night knew from the other people that they survived yesterday thanks to McGoth's command, and McGoth had gone through such a difficult adventure after everyone else was safe, and they thought it was impossible for them to do it themselves.

The young wizards stayed until class and didn't leave, leaving behind a pile of snacks that Ron was unceremoniously sweeping. Soon Headmaster Dumbledore came in with Snape. He congratulated them on their recovery well, and then gave Ron a few serious words of encouragement, saying that he was the bravest Gryffindor he had ever met, and Ron was so moved that he couldn't wait to experience what happened last night again.

He then walked up to McGoth and asked him about the previous night, and when McGoth uttered that story for the third time, Snape frowned, but said nothing. Dumbledore smiled and asked them for a snack to get some rest, and left with Snape.

"Did you hear Megoss, the Headmaster praised me as the bravest Gryffindor." Ron couldn't help himself.

McGoth nodded perfunctorily, but he still kept talking excitedly, if he wasn't in the hospital bed now, he probably wanted to write a letter to his parents immediately, than he had been crushed by his four older brothers.

McGoth was thinking about Snape's expression, he should have seen something, no wonder, he didn't use the Occlumency, it is estimated that Dumbledore also saw something, but they are all old foxes, it is trivial to be silent, I just don't know if they will do anything, I can only hope that they will watch quietly.

I closed my eyes and stopped thinking about those annoying things.

At noon, Hagrid came over, whimpering and apologizing to McGoss, blaming him for not paying attention at the time, otherwise he wouldn't have been taken captive by the Dark Wizard. It was only after his repeated relief that he recovered.

He and Ron lay in the hospital for three days, in fact, he thought he would be able to get out on the first day, but Madam Pomfrey sternly refused, and could only wait until she allowed them to leave.

As soon as he left the hospital, he went to Quirrell's office, and it seemed to outsiders that he wanted to thank and apologize, but he actually wanted to make sure of one thing, and it was something that he couldn't figure out for three days.

How the hell did the fake Quirrell find him, he thought he had been hiding it well, but his words that day were clearly his wand revealing him.

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