After the exam, while everyone was worried about the grades, McGoth wondered how he could get the Philosopher's Stone before Voldemort or in his hand. Thinking about it, it is no fun for him to be alone, there must be a helper, and now there are two options, one is to go through the level with Harry and them to the end, and the other is to ask Snape for help and let him directly lead him to face the boss. There are pros and cons to both options, and with Harry, it is a waste of time to break through the level, not to mention, he really has little confidence that he will make it to the end, but if Voldemort wins in the end, Harry will definitely get the Philosopher's Stone. And with Snape, he was fast, maybe he would reach the mirror of Eris before Voldemort, but if the two of them wanted to take out the philosopher's stone from the mirror, it was estimated that they would have to live the next life, and it seemed that there was only one way to go with Harry.

But just as he was thinking about what reason he could use to convince Harry to go to the penalty area together, the twins came over and invited them to a picnic by the Black Lagoon.

"It's great, you don't have to review, you don't have to go to class, you can sleep whenever you want." Ron lay on the lawn under the tree, and said in a big word of cheerful emotion.

"You're not worried about test scores?" McGoth looked at him in amazement, and he still remembered the look on his face when he knew his answer was different from his.

"It takes a week to know how bad the results are, so there's no need to worry about it now, the most important thing is to enjoy life."

Hermione was dismissive of his passable expression, and she still had a few books with her to check if her answers were wrong.

"I wonder what that means!" Harry leaned back against the trunk of the tree and suddenly said in annoyance, "My scar has been hurting lately - it hurt before the exam, but never as often as it is now. ”

McGoth looked at all his thoughts, and he found a reason to convince Harry to go with him to the penalty area.

"Let's go see Madam Pomfrey." Hermione was a little worried, she remembered the day they were penalized Harry suddenly crouched on the ground in pain.

"No, thanks, Hermione, I don't think I'm sick." He looked at McGoth with some hesitation, "I think it's a warning that danger is looming. ”

"Harry, you're so tired, you should enjoy your time like I did, be happy, or you won't be so comfortable when the results come out." Ron said listlessly.

"I'm going to see how George's food is doing." Magos prepares to talk to Harry about his headache in the evening, because he doesn't meet centaurs because of his presence in the world, and I wonder if he will find out about Voldemort's existence on his own.

"They still have to come to the picnic on such a hot day, and they made it." Ron looked in the direction of his two older brothers and grumbled.

McGoth felt that Ron had spoken his mind, and that it wasn't a good day for a picnic. When he walked to the lake, he found the two of them and Lee Jordan fiddling with a giant tentacle with a clean barbecue grill next to it.

"I said, did you call us here to eat squid? And I haven't caught it yet. McGoth looked helplessly at the huge squid on the lake.

"Gun squid? Muggles gave it a name? Li Jordan pulled his tentacles and asked curiously.

"If it doesn't have magic, that's fine." McGoth shrugged and picked up the barbecue, they didn't think they could eat it.

When he returned to the tree with the barbecue, he found that Harry and Ron were gone.

"Wouldn't they're really gone?"

"No, Harry suddenly said he remembered something, and ran in Hagrid's direction, with Ron with him."

"Hagna?" McGoth glanced at the Forbidden Forest, "Okay, now it's just the two of us, the Weasley brothers and Li Jordan have no intention of cooking food at all, I guess they are not interested in coming to eat, do you think we should continue the picnic?" McGoth looked helpless as he carried the barbecue.

In the end, they gave up the picnic and reprimanded the twins who released their pigeons.

"So what are we going to do now?" Putting the barbecue grill aside, McGoth asked, lying next to Hermione.

After the exam, even Hermione was not happy with the answer of the day, "Why don't we go to Hagrid's and have a look, I don't think Harry's expression was right." ”

"I'm not interested, I guess it's bad things about Snape."

Hermione sighed at Maggoth's lazy goat's tone, she had told Harry who Snape and Quirrell were the bad guys, but they didn't believe it.

"By the way, why do I suddenly think that you don't treat Quirrell like you used to, and basically don't target him."

"Isn't that just right, didn't you tell me not to target him too much." With his eyes closed, he felt like he was about to fall asleep.

"No, I feel like your attitude towards Quirrell is different from what it used to be." Hermione looked at Magos with a pleasant face, she actually wondered what he had encountered in the Forbidden Forest that day.

However, her question was not answered, and he frowned to find that he was asleep, glared at him angrily, and then looked into the distance with a worried look. Ever since the first day he took her to treat the unicorn, she had been throbbing intensely, and it felt like Magos was like a man walking on a tightrope that would break his bones if he wasn't careful.

Magos was woken up by Harry and Ron, who asked them what they were doing, and was dragged to an empty classroom.

"Listen to McGoss." Harry looked at him with a serious face, "I know you believe in Snape and always think he's a good guy, and Quirrell is the culprit. ”

"Uh, yes, what's wrong." He was now sleepy and looked at him suspiciously.

"Now there's a chance for us to see who he really is, do you dare to bet with me."

"What do you mean?" McGoth couldn't figure out what kind of medicine was sold in Harry's pot, what was he talking about now, did he catch Snape with something?

"Ron and I are suspicious," he lowered his voice and looked left and right before continuing, "Snape is going to steal the Philosopher's Stone tonight, and you just have to come with us to see him for what he really is." ”

Harry's words almost didn't make McGoth choke to death with saliva, and he was still thinking about pulling Harry and them to the forbidden area in the morning, but he didn't expect them to take a nap in the afternoon.

"How do you know Snape is going to steal the Philosopher's Stone tonight?" Hermione asked, only to make Harry frown in a skeptical tone.

Harry suddenly thought of the origin of Hagrid's dragon egg. Ron looked at her unhappily and said, "Then we learned from Hagrid that it was actually Snape who pretended to be a merchant and used dragon eggs to trick Louvy. Then we went to Headmaster Dumbledore to tell him about it, but it just happened that the Headmaster was leaving the school at this time, so we thought he must have done it tonight and we needed to stop him. ”

McGoth didn't know what to say now, and was going to use the cause of Harry's headache to let him know about Voldemort's existence, and then convince them to go to the penalty area, but now that they didn't need anything, they came to convince him.

He pretended to think about it, then nodded in agreement.

"Are you crazy?" Hermione looked at the three boys incredulously. "Let's not talk about whether Snape is the culprit you say you are, what if he catches you, have you forgotten that he just deducted 150 points."

"It doesn't matter that much, and we have an invisibility cloak, as long as we don't get seen by him outside the box." Harry was full of fighting spirit now, and he felt that he would definitely show his friends Snape's true colors.

The four of them finished their dinner with their own thoughts, and on the way back to the common room, McGoth's heart moved, and he felt the need to go to Quirrella to see if he had any news, in case Snape told him the news again and then PK.

He and Quirrell were used to chatting with notes, and Quirrell seemed happy to see him coming, and consciously controlled the pen and paper in front of him. It's just that after chatting a few words, his heart froze, he actually saw two words like expressions from the sentence just now, and felt that something was wrong, he tentatively probed and found that this Quirrell looked the same as before, but McGoth was sure that he must have become an imposter again, this discovery made his heart twitch fiercely, he tried to control his heartbeat, and calmly asked him if he knew when Headmaster Dumbledore would leave the school again, fake Quirrell said he didn't know and vaguely told him that he wouldn't ask whether he knew it or not. McGoth smiled as if he had gotten the answer he wanted.

As he left, Quirrell's kind eyes slowly turned to a cruel gaze, and then to the eyes of the Fear and the Kid.

"Master, why don't you tell him to go get the Philosopher's Stone today, so we can kill him by the way."

"Idiot, how could he not suspect you if he knew that you already knew that Dumbledore was not at school, hmph, I had already guessed that they would do everything they could to keep me from getting the exact news, but they were still too tender to really think I had eliminated you? But it's good to let you observe secretly for a while, otherwise he will really find out. And now getting the Philosopher's Stone is the most important thing, as long as I get the Philosopher's Stone to restore my body, killing him will not be a matter of an instant. ”

"The master is wise." Fake Quirrell had an adoring look on his face.

"It's just that Severus is a problem, and it looks like I'm going to show up for it myself to warn him that he can't let him thwart my plans."

McGoth's hands trembled slightly after leaving the office, he didn't expect the final plot to return to square one, but the real Quirrell should still be there, the contract they made became his life talisman, and he would not kill Voldemort until he got the Philosopher's Stone. It's just that their actions tonight are dangerous, and he still thinks that it is impossible to get the Philosopher's Stone before Voldemort knows that Dumbledore is leaving the school, and Voldemort must have known about the headmaster's departure.

He took a deep breath, it was up to Harry whether he lived or died tonight.