The perfect ending of the King of Cards tournament made McGoth finally put down the stone in their hearts, looking at the envious eyes of the students around them looking at the champion, it is not difficult to imagine that the next competition will be more lively than this one.

Next, Kang privately told Miss Champion that she could come to Hogwarts to host the next King of Cards tournament if she had time next year, of course, it didn't matter if she didn't have time, the magic cards and card boxes would return to school at different times before the next tournament began, and she didn't need to send them back.

When the students left in twos and threes, the Gryffindor Shi Shiran walked up to McGoss, and the surrounding students saw him with a complicated look in their eyes, both wanting to laugh and feeling aggrieved for him......

Quirrell looked at him with a smile on his face, thought for a moment, and then smiled suddenly, as if he had guessed who it was.

"Can I invite you out?" He chuckled at McGoss.

"When—" McGoss said only half a word.

"Of course not, you need to rest now." Hermione said seriously.

"I'll talk to him in a little while, and Miss Granger can come over if she's not sure." He glanced up at the curious Harry and smiled, "You can come along, too." ”

He led McGoth and the others to the hallway of the headmaster's office.

"How did you get to the headmaster?" Harry asked curiously.

"Because the Headmaster invited us, right, Headmaster Dumbledore." Quirrell stepped forward and laughed.

"It's not Professor Quirrell, I think Minerva and Severus guessed that I wasn't a student, but they shouldn't be so quick to find out who I was pretending." Dumbledore looked at Quirrell approvingly, and took out his wand and used a Transfiguration Charm for himself and Quirrell.

In Harry's incredulous eyes, the two seniors slowly turned into Professor Quirrell and Headmaster Dumbledore, whom they were familiar with.

"Professor Quirrell, Headmaster Dumbledore? You—" Hermione opened her mouth in surprise.

"Take it easy, Miss Granger, it's a holiday now, isn't it?" Dumbledore smiled slyly.

"Okay, okay." Hermione still couldn't accept this reality, and kept her mouth shut and said nothing.

Watching Dumbledore open the door to his office, McGoth asked the question in his mind.

"Headmaster Dumbledore, you did it on purpose." Although he is very confident in the anti-cheat of magic cards, it depends on who he is facing, and he has no confidence in the face of this magical headmaster.

"The magic cards you've made are so good that even I have to do a little trick to keep them from alarming."

"You're cheating." Harry and Ron were dumbfounded again, they couldn't have imagined that the respected headmaster would not only change his appearance to participate in their school-breaking activities, but also cheat at the events.

"If the headmaster doesn't cheat, the champion will be the headmaster." McGoth said with a pout.

"But Headmaster, you've ever played poker?"

"Oh, that was a long time ago, I went to the United States for some reason, and I spent some time in a city called Las Vegas, and it's all kinds of stuff there, and I thought it was fun and I played with it." Dumbledore said casually.

'Some reason?' It's to hunt down Greenwald. Of course, this is also thinking in his heart, and he will not say it with a mouth.

Once inside the office, Dumbledore conjured up several chairs and invited them to sit down. After a few casual conversations, Dumbledore said sorry to Harry, led McGoth to the cubicle in the office, smiled a little, and asked him seriously.

"Mr. Will, can you tell me about the magic circle and the egg?"

McGoth was prepared, and immediately told him in detail the origin of the parchment and eggs, as well as the information he was looking for.

Dumbledore seemed to have a guess, but he just double-checked with him.

"I didn't expect the legend to be true, but Mr. Will, you are really bold enough to dare to use an unknown magic array based on those vague information." Shaking his head, he continued, "Do you know what I meant when I told you yesterday that the Philosopher's Stone disappeared? ”

McGoth was puzzled, didn't he destroy it like the original book?

"The Philosopher's Stone was absorbed by that egg of yours." McGoth's first reaction when he heard it was disbelief, and then he looked at Dumbledore's solemn expression, and his heart suddenly changed, it was the first time he had seen him with such an expression.

"I asked about the Philosopher's Stone before you came to the school, and I told you that its magic wizards can't absorb it directly, and can only use what it has transformed, but in ancient times, did you know what the Philosopher's Stone was used for other than alchemy and making elixirs?"

"What's the use?" McGoth was a little nervous.

"Use it to attract very powerful magical beasts. It is the only one that can attract those powerful magical beasts that are hiding somewhere, and as far as I know, those powerful magical beasts have not appeared for hundreds of years, and even whether they really exist makes many people wonder if they really exist. Dumbledore looked at him calmly.

"You mean?" McGoth asked dryly.

"It's probably a magical beast of that level." After speaking, looking at the excited and incomprehensible McGoss, he waved his hand.

"Don't get excited. You know that the phoenix is also a very powerful magical animal. He pointed to the pets who had come in with them.

McGoth didn't quite understand what he meant, and nodded suspiciously.

Dumbledore said dismayedly, "The more powerful the magical beasts, the longer it takes them to grow, although I don't know what kind of magical beast your egg is, but it is definitely much stronger than my phoenix, do you think I am so big, the power of the phoenix is only a little bit, how long will it take for your one to grow?" ”

McGoth was dumbfounded.

"I can guess a little bit about your contract with that magical beast, it should be jointly strong."

Magos nodded with a sad face, wondering if he should find another philosopher's stone to make an elixir of life until the mysterious magical creature grows up. Maybe in tens of thousands of years he will become a god...

"There's good news and bad news, which one do you want to hear first."

"Okay." McGoth hesitated for a moment.

"The good news is that because that magical animal of yours has absorbed the power of a magic stone, its power will surpass yours in the next period of time, which means that your magic power will grow very quickly during this time." Hearing this, Magos's eyes lit up, and he risked using that parchment in the hope of becoming stronger against the impending enemy.

The confusion in Dumbledore's eyes flickered as he looked at him, and he wondered why Mygoth's thirst for power was so strong, he had only seen this desire in three people, and those three people were like that because they were so stimulated, the little boy in front of him didn't look like he had been stimulated.

"The bad news is that because it is too powerful, the magic power of the Philosopher's Stone will make it grow a lot in a short period of time, but if it is not replenished before the power of the Philosopher's Stone is completely gone, it will decline at an extremely fast rate, and then it will absorb the magic power from you, although it will not put your life in danger, but at that time you are no different from a squib."

The look of joy on McGoss's face vanished, and he tried to ask, "How do you add that?" ”

"Philosopher's Stone, or an item with very powerful magical powers, that will allow it to slow down or grow quickly again."

"Are there any items like that for sale?" He felt that that kind of thing should not exist.

"Yes, yes." Dumbledore affirmed.

"Huh?" Dumbledore didn't play by the rules, but he liked his answers.

"But that's not something you can get your hands on now, and it's also hard to find, if I find out, I can help you buy it back, but you have to pay for it yourself."

"Of course, how many gold galleons will it take?"

"About 1 million, the last time it was auctioned at a Muggle auction, the final price was 1.2 million."

"Muggle auctions?"

"A marketing ploy that uses Muggles to deliver messages." Dumbledore said disapprehantly.

"In addition, although the Philosopher's Stone was originally intended to be destroyed, but now that it has been absorbed by your egg, it is equivalent to being taken by you, and I will take you to my old friend Nicol when I have time. Lemena, see what he has to say. ”

"Okay, Headmaster."

With that, Dumbledore led McGoth out of the cubicle, once again complimenting Harry on their bravery and telling them to go back and pay attention. Quirrell didn't leave with them, though.

"What did the Headmaster say to you?" Ron asked curiously in the hallway.

"Well, after you fainted that day."

After talking and laughing all the way back to the common room, Hermione said goodnight to them with a complicated expression.

Returning to the dormitory, McGoth lay on the bed with his eyes closed and fell asleep deeply, and soon after he fell asleep, the egg next to his bed made a soft noise, as if something wanted to come out of it, but the hardness of the eggshell was beyond imagination, and the sound continued for a long time, and finally a very thin slit appeared on the eggshell, but the creature inside seemed to have exhausted its strength, and soon there was no sound.

As he got up, McGoth saw an inexplicable piece of parchment beside him, which said that when his egg hatched, he could invite him to Newt with his pet if he wanted to. Scamander's home. The inscription is Albus. Dumbledore.

"Newt. Scamander? McGoth repeated the name and got up and pulled out the book "Monsters and Their Origins" by Newt. Scamander.