Headmaster Dumbledore seemed to be congratulating him on defeating Voldemort in that fight, without mentioning the magic circle or Danti, and he ended his conversation with him when he heard a voice coming from outside the door.

"By the way, I forgot to tell you that the Philosopher's Stone is gone." He smiled and said something inexplicable, then turned to leave, and said hello to Hermione, who had just entered.

When Dumbledore closed the door and left, Harry and the others quickly gathered around him and asked about what happened after they were unconscious that day.

McGoth looked at the questions that kept popping out of the mouths of the three of them, he wanted to answer them, but he couldn't interject at all in his current state, and when he opened his mouth to answer one of them's questions, the other two's questions popped up, and in the end he could only say a word and wait for them to finish asking.

McGoss's silent wry smile made them realize that he was not in the right state, and he smiled and stopped the question in his mouth.

"How many days did I sleep?" His voice was so soft that people knew he was still weak when he heard it.

"It's been three days, and if it weren't for Headmaster Dumbledore saying that you were just consuming too much and in a deep sleep, we would have thought you were ......," Hermione said with a worried look on her face.

"The headmaster is right, you see, I'm no different from my usual except for fatigue." He tried to make a confident smile, but it didn't work out, and the worry on Hermione's face remained.

"McGoss, I want to apologize to you." Harry looked at him reproachfully.

"And me." Ron spoke. "Professor Quirrell told us what happened, we wronged you, but in fact it was all the mystery man who made it."

"No need to apologize, in fact, if it wasn't for the naïve Professor Quirrell who took the initiative to tell me, I think I would have thought the same as you."

"Can you tell me how you defeated Voldemort?" Harry's eyes flashed with envy and pleasure, as if he had asked Dumbledore about Voldemort's murder of his parents.

Ron and Hermione had terrified expressions on their faces when they heard Harry's name.

"Harry, can you leave that name unmentioned?" Hermione said nervously, as if saying the name would summon him. Ron didn't speak, but his expression was agreeable.

Just as Harry was about to apologize, Magos spoke.

"No, Harry, you're wrong, it wasn't me who defeated him, it was you, or the four of us, who defeated him together, so others can be afraid of him, but we shouldn't be afraid, because we, without Headmaster Dumbledore's help, forced him to flee Hogwarts like a lost dog again." After saying that, he looked at Hermione and Ron, he understood their fear, Hermione had read too many reports about his evil deeds, he was afraid that he was like ordinary people who were afraid of perverted murderers, and Ron could feel his strength and cruelty more, when everyone around him kept a secret about him, you would also subconsciously have a strong taboo against that name.

McGoth's words made the two slightly better, but they needed more victories if they were as casual as Harry.

"No, Magos, I was knocked unconscious by him when I got the Philosopher's Stone, and I didn't do anything at all." Harry bowed his head and fell into self-blame.

McGoth asked in a surprised tone. "Didn't Professor Quirrell tell you how to defeat him in the end?"

"He said it, he said you were ...... with my hand"

"That's it, we should actually be most grateful to you, if it weren't for your strength to restrain him, I don't think I would have had the opportunity to lie here and chat with you now." He interrupted Harry's words with a serious expression.

"Alright, it's time for the visit, you guys leave quickly, the patient needs to rest." As Harry was about to speak again, Madam Pomfrey's stern voice came from outside the door. It was clear from her tone that Madam Pomfrey wouldn't mind coming in and kicking them out if they hadn't obeyed.

Harry had to stop what he was talking about.

"We'll come back to see you tomorrow, and Malfoy." After saying that, he and Hermione Ron were about to leave, but he stopped at the door, and then quickly ran back to his bedside and whispered, "I almost forgot, the game of cards has not been held because you have been unconscious for the past few days, but since you are awake now, I guess they will start the game in these days." ”

McGoth looked at Harry as he ran out, for if he hadn't mentioned it, he would have forgotten about the King of Cards.

"It turns out that there is one more thing that has not been completed this semester. I thought I had all the achievements. He closed his eyes and smiled, he had just talked to them for a while and he was actually feeling tired and ready to go back to sleep.

But when he closed his eyes, an indescribable feeling surrounded him, and he could clearly feel the egg next to his head, a strange experience, just like he could feel his hands and feet when he closed his eyes. He opened his eyes and looked at the egg, which once again came with a similar emotion of joy.

"It's weird, but it's not bad." Then, I don't know what I thought, he had an awkward look on his face.

"It's just that I don't have three eggs that way. Sweat. ”

After entertaining himself, he tried to connect with the life in the egg, but the connection was connected, but there was nothing but the emotion of happiness and happiness.

"What is this? Little bart......"

The bitter potion Madam Pomfrey had given him was still very effective, and when he woke up the next day he found that it was very different from yesterday, that he had difficulty even speaking, and today he felt that his trot of one hundred and eighty meters was completely trivial.

Harry, they had come early in the morning, but this time there were Professor Quirrell and Hagrid, as well as most of the students from Malfoy, Kang, and Gryffindor, in addition to the three of them.

"Oh, look at the food, it makes me want to fight the evil dark wizard and lie here and enjoy the food." Exaggerated tone, if it is unreliable, you don't need to think about it to know that it is one of the double insurances. But it's also true that the small table on his bed and under the bed are already piled with all kinds of snacks.

"Thank you all for coming to see me, come and have some food, I can't destroy so many things alone."

"McGoss, I'm sorry." As Harry handed out the snacks, Quirrell looked at him with a look of self-reproach.

"Excuse me? Professor, we've actually thought about that, haven't we? ”

"No, it's been my fault from beginning to end, if it weren't for me luring the wolf into the house..."

"Professor," Magos said, looking seriously into Quirrell's eyes. "Actually, it's thanks to you who brought him into the school."

"What?" Quirrell didn't expect him to say such a thing, and looked at him blankly.

"We all know that what he's best at is playing with people's hearts, if he didn't come to school in your body, do you think he would give up?" Without waiting for him to answer, Magos continued. "Definitely not, and at that point he doesn't feel able to use the professor to get into Hogwarts, do you think he'll use the students to get in? So I think you didn't just bring him to school, but you also took credit for protecting the students. ”

Quirrell was stunned by what he said, and it took a few seconds before he smiled, "I know you're comforting me, but I'm glad I thank you, Magos." ”

"It's my pleasure, Professor." Magos handed him a piece of candy.

Quirrell was not polite enough to pick it up and eat it.

"But you're wrong about one thing, and in a few days I'll no longer be a professor at Hogwarts." He sighed.

McGoth wasn't surprised, he knew that Quirrell wasn't fit to stay at school after this incident.

"Is it the headmaster?" He asked softly.

"No," Quirrell gave him a surprised look, "Headmaster Dumbledore wants me to stay and teach Defence Against the Dark Arts class, but I don't think I'm actually suitable to be a professor of this subject other than because of this, so I think it's better not to mislead people." ”

Looking at Quirrell's determined gaze, McGoth felt that even Dumbledore had not succeeded in persuading him, so he didn't have to waste his efforts.

"And what are you going to do?"

"I don't know." Quirrell shook his head, "I thought I'd be at Hogwarts for the rest of my life, but I didn't expect that. When the time comes, I don't think I'll be able to find a job. ”

Hearing this, McGoss's heart moved, "Well, Professor, if you don't dislike it, you can do me some help before I get a job." ”

"Oh?" Quirrell didn't think anything was wrong with his words, not to mention that he had saved his life, and the fact that he had succeeded in his final calculation of Voldemort made him look at him differently. "How can you help?"

"I have a façade on the diagonal, it's just that I'm still in school, so it's always empty, and I hope you can help me look at the dots for the time being." McGoth thought about it and didn't say anything he would pay for.

But Quirrell couldn't see that he was helping him, and he was still caring about his face, he laughed and patted him on the shoulder, almost slapping him back to bed.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." He smiled and said, "No need for a while, since you are willing to take me in, then you will be my boss in the future." ”

Quirrell's words attracted the attention of the friends who were distributing the candy, and Kang looked at Quirrell suspiciously.

"Professor Quirrell is leaving the school?"

"Yes," Quirrell didn't hide it or be embarrassed, even with McGoss's words, he still felt that the main reason for this crisis was because of him, "I brought this accident here, and I am not responsible for everyone to stay in the school." ”

"Professor Quirrell, we didn't blame you, and you don't want to." Harry, they walked over and reluctantly persuaded them.

Quirrell laughed as he listened to them before shaking his head.

"Don't be reluctant, Professor Quirrell is just leaving Hogwarts, and he will be working in a shop on the Diagonal for the time being, and there will be many opportunities to meet in the future."

In the evening, a great dinner party was held at the school, and it took a long time for Madam Pomfrey to get him out of his bed.

The evening party was unprecedentedly lively, and everyone was in a hurry to guess where the Academy Cup would be.

Unsurprisingly, Slytherin's lead was reversed by McGoth's successful reversal of their trip to the penalty area, which ended with Gryffindor winning the House Cup, breaking Slytherin's monopoly record.

The dinner reached its climax when Snape and McGonagall shook hands, and the students of the other three houses, except for the bad-looking Slytherin, were completely immersed in a sea of joy, especially the seventh year seniors, who had never had a chance to attend such a banquet after today, so they were the most excited and sad of all.

In their eyes, there is no so-called four academies tonight, there is no hostility to each other, there is just a carnival tonight, a sad goodbye, and after tonight, there will be a group of teenagers who are about to spread their wings and fly high......