The Defence Against the Dark Arts class in the afternoon would have missed it if McGoth hadn't accidentally looked at the time, and of course, he didn't care. However, Hagrid also realized that it was not too early, and he stopped explaining, urging him to hurry to class and not be late.

McGoth had stepped into the classroom, and Quirrell was on the podium with the book ready to read it out. Normally, the professor would be late when he entered the classroom, but Quirrell just stammered when he saw McGoth coming in.

Harry and Ron didn't know that he was looking for Hagrid, thinking that he was deliberately looking for Quirrell's stubble, and that he had come in at this time, but in fact, not only them, but almost everyone, including Hermione, thought he did it on purpose.

"McGoss, why do you always have to get along with Professor Quirrell. Why don't you believe Snape lied to you? As soon as McGoth sat down, Ron couldn't wait to get in trouble****** Goth shrugged, "I said I didn't mean to, do you believe it?" ”

Ron looked at him and stopped talking, his face full of the words I don't believe.

He had expected what the two of them were thinking, and he smiled and said nothing.

However, Quirrell seemed to pay much more attention to him today, and he found that Quirrell always looked at him inadvertently, and then looked away in a hurry after he looked over. And when he stammered and read the textbook, he obviously looked a little absent-minded.

Truth be told, if it weren't for the fact that Defence Against the Dark Arts class would teach them some spells, the young wizards would have thought that Quirrell's teaching level was the same as that of Professor Binns. If I had to say something different, Professor Binns's lectures were hypnosis, and Quirrell's lectures were offended, and no one would feel good listening to a person stammering through the textbook.

Today he is talking about how to protect himself as much as possible in the case of encountering werewolves, everyone was very interested in the content of this lesson, even if he stammered reading the content of the book, but who made them accustomed to this kind of lecture, but today after listening to it for a long time, one by one I can't listen to it, the reason is that it seems that his stuttering is more serious, in the past, at most two or three times, but today there are actually seven or eight knots, which makes them unbearable.

"What's wrong with Quirrell today, I feel like he's a little weird, stammering so badly." After class, he casually asked Hermione while chatting, but Hermione didn't think it was strange and said sarcastically.

"Hasn't he always been a little nervous, maybe he was touched by Harry and them, and he couldn't help himself."

McGoth thought about it, maybe it was really Harry's actions that made him misunderstand something, so he didn't take it seriously.

After dinner in the evening, Harry watched with envy as Seamus and the others headed for the Forbidden Forest with the other three first-year wizards.

"What do you think they're going to encounter, will they actually see a unicorn?" Ron walked around the common room, wishing that Dean and the others would come back now and tell them what they had seen in the Forbidden Forest, and the others were curious.

"They come back early, and from the experience of the seniors every time they go, they usually come back around eleven o'clock." Harry had been working hard again lately, and was now reading the Charms textbook.

"Parvati, would you like to play two games of wizarding chess with me?" McGoth took out Seamus's wizarding chess and beckoned to Parvati.

Parvati gave him a disdainful look, she didn't know why Magos had suddenly become obsessed with wizarding chess recently, but she knew that his level was too good, and playing with him was simply lowering her limit.

"It's no fun to play with you." Parvati yawned, "And I'm sleepy, I'm going to sleep." After that, he walked into the girls' dormitory.

Ron looked at the wizarding chess he had taken out, and for some reason suddenly thought of his duel with Malfoy last night.

"I'll go down with you." As he spoke, he was across from him.

McGoth doesn't care who plays chess with him, wizard chess looks like chess, but if you do play chess the way you do, the wizarding world can beat you as long as you know how to play. He certainly can't compare to Ron, who has played this since he was a child. Not surprisingly, Ron looked very proud after being abused in several rounds in a row, and McGoth felt that it didn't matter, he was already a super novice.

"Continue?" McGoth glanced at Ron, who was getting up.

"Harry, you go deal with him." Ron put on a look that you weren't worth my shot.

Harry's hands were a little itchy after watching them play for so long, and he listened to Ron's words and sat down directly in his place.

However, although Harry learned to play wizarding chess last semester, his level is only half a pound and half that of him, although he loses more and wins less, but at least it is much better than just losing and not winning with Ron.

Hermione felt that the wizard was too violent, and went into the dorm shortly after the start of their first game.

Lavender and the others thought they would play Wizard Fight, and wanted to see if they could get the cards in McGoss's hand, but they didn't expect him to play wizard chess, and they thought it was boring and went back to the dormitory.

It didn't take long for the three of them and two other boys to be left in the lounge.

After playing chess for a few hours, everyone felt bored, there was a chat about the Forbidden Forest, after the news from the seventh grade to the second grade seniors came out true and false, everyone thought that they already knew a lot about the Forbidden Forest, and it was called a skyscraper, as if the Forbidden Forest was already their back garden.

And so they waited until Seamus and they returned.

"You wouldn't have guessed what we found." As soon as Seamus entered the lounge and saw McGoss, they said triumphantly.

Harry, they hurriedly asked them what they had found.

Seamus and Dean smug as they pull out a cage in which a stinger stares at them.

"It's a thorn again...... I thought something. Ron glanced at him speechlessly, "Don't you have McGoss, what are you still catching them for, it's not like you haven't seen them." ”

"You know what." Dean said disdainfully.

"It's just McGoth's, and I caught it myself, and it's proof of my adventure in the Forbidden Forest."

"Yes." Seamus carefully put away his thorn.

Ron was so angry by what they said he promised to bring back a magical beast they hadn't seen before.

But they were ignored by Seamus.

"Neville, did you bring anything back?" Harry asked curiously, looking at Neville, who was silent.

"I, I have it too. Just ......"

"Take it out and take a look, don't tell me I'm still a thorn."

"It's not a thorn." Neville waved his hand. He wasn't embarrassed to say that he was going to catch the assassin too, but he didn't.

"I brought back a bug." As he spoke, he took out a large leaf, on which squatted a stout brown bug, about 18 feet long, motionless.

Ron: They looked disgusted.

"This is the Flober caterpillar?" Harry asked hesitantly, and Neville nodded.

"You might as well catch a stabber." Ron spoke up for everyone. Neville blushed and couldn't speak.

"Vika, what about you, did you bring anything back?" Magos asked the last young wizard to go to the Forbidden Forest.

"Hehe, I'm not the same as them, you see." He actually pulled out a spider the size of a palm. Ron stepped back in fright.

"Don't worry, it's dead, Hagrid said this is not poisonous, you can bring it back for a collection." Vika had a prank on her face.

"What do spiders have to collect." Ron looked at the spider in Vika's hand in horror, even though he already knew it was dead.

McGoth also frowned, although he was not as afraid as Ron, but he didn't like it either, and he usually wouldn't take the initiative to touch it.

Vika saw that no one was interested in his stuff and pouted and put it away.

Although the things that the four of them brought back were not unusual, they were right, that is, it was proof of their adventure. So when Ron and them were on the list to go to the Forbidden Forest two days later, they couldn't have been happier.

"Wait and see, I'll be sure to come back with something you haven't seen before." That's the most Ron says in a day.

McGoth was also on the team this time, and perhaps Professor McGonagall knew that they had a good relationship, so he arranged for Harry, Ron, McGoth, and Hermione to go to the Forbidden Forest together. The people of the other three houses would only find out at night.

After spending the day like a year, I finally waited until the night to go to the Forbidden Forest. The expressions of the four of them varied greatly. Harry and Ron couldn't wait, McGoth was calm, and Hermione was a little reluctant.

But whatever they thought, when dinner was over, they were taken by their respective deans to Hagna, at the entrance of the school.

"Stay safe, listen to Hagrid, don't run around." The four deans finished speaking and went back. It seemed to them that it was the same as dozens of previous times, and in a few hours they would all be back.

"All right, children, watch your steps and follow me." Hagrid shouted as he lifted the lamp.

Sixteen young wizards consciously lined up in four rows, nervous and excited, and followed Hagrid to the forest in the distance.

"Listen, look at my lamp, the Forbidden Forest is not as dangerous as you think, but it will not be as safe as the garden, my lamp is there, you can go there. We'll just go around the periphery and we'll go back, and if anyone dares to take matters into their own hands, don't blame me for hitting your little report. ”

Hagrid's words were listened to by the little wizards, but no one cared, and the little wizards in the school had basically entered the Forbidden Forest. None of them had encountered any danger, and in their minds it was just a safe adventure full of unknowns, and they just had to keep an eye out for interesting things.

Magos didn't think the same way as they did, he knew that the possessed Quirrell would sometimes come with Voldemort to suck the blood of unicorns, but he didn't think it would be at this time.