The exams were all fairly simple. But then again, all Greyson did was read his school books and whatever other books he could get his hands on. "Professor Binns' exam was brutal," Harry complained as they joined Greyson under the tree.
"It really was," Ron nodded.
"Oh, it was simple," Hermione said, tossing her curly hair over her shoulder. "I didn't have to learn about the 1637 Werewolf Code of Conduct or the uprising of Elfric the Eager."
"I thought McGonagall's exams were more difficult," Greyson said. "Especially since she had us write a paper and do a practical exam." Hermione nodded in agreement.
"Though Harry, you could look more cheerful, exams are over," Ron told his best friend, noticing how silent he was. "We have a whole week before we learn how we did."
"No, it's my scar," Harry cried out in frustration. "It's been hurting ever since we went to the forest."
Greyson sat up. "Your scar's been hurting and you haven't told anyone?" he fussed. Honestly, Harry should have known better.
"Well, no," Harry admitted. "But we had exams." Greyson frowned.
"I don't like this," Greyson said. "Have you been having those nightmares again?" Harry shrugged. Greyson got up and grabbed Harry's arm. "Alright, we're going to Dumbledore about this."
"What? No!" Harry protested. "I told you we don't have any proof!"
"Harry, then what do you want to do?" Greyson snapped. "We figured out why someone was going after the stone and you didn't want to tell Dumbledore. We saw him drinking from a unicorn and you don't want to tell him. And now your scar has been hurting for a week with your dreams happening, and you still don't want to do anything. We have to do something."
"Greyson's right," Hermione agreed. "Harry, if we don't tell someone, then we could help bring back the worst wizard in history."
"But no one knows how to get past Fluffy besides Greyson," Harry said exasperated.
Greyson blinked. "How did Hagrid get a dragon?" he asked out loud.
"What?" Harry asked.
"Well, the only people who can get past the Cerberus are me and Hagrid," Greyson said. "So, how did Hagrid get a dragon? They are illegal. You would be fined just for carrying the egg." He started marching towards Hagrid's hut with the others following behind him.
"'Ello there," Hagrid called out cheerfully as he shelled some peas. "Beautiful day."
"Hagrid, how did you get Norbert?" Greyson asked, not wanting to take the time for pleasantries.
"What?" He asked, before continuing on. "Met a stranger in the pub an' we played a game o' cards."
"What did he look like?" Greyson pressed.
"Dunno," Hagrid admitted. "Never took 'is cloak off. But that's not unusual fer most folks in the pub. Hog's Head gets lots of strange fellers. Don't suppose he was a dragon dealer, do ya?" Greyson furrowed his brow.
"See? This has nothing to do with any of this," Harry said.
"Hagrid," Hermione started. "What did you talk about? Did you talk about Hogwarts?"
Hagrid thought on it a moment. "Mighta come up," he said. "Actually, it did, now that I think of it... He asked abou' Hogwarts and what I did... Told 'im how I was groundskeeper and took care of various creatures... And I told 'im how af'er Fluffy, a dragon would be nuthin'."
"Fluff... did he seem interested in them?" Greyson asked. Fluffy was the biggest obstacle for whoever wanted to get the sorcerer's stone.
"Well, of course he was," Hagrid laughed. "Not often ya meet a three headed dog, even in the wizard world. But I told 'im, the trick with any beast is to know how to calm 'im. Take Fluffy fer example, play some nice calm music and he drifts right to sleep." Greyson's mouth fell open.
"That's how," Greyson murmured, heading back to the castle. He half remembered Hagrid and gave him a wave as he walked on.
"How what?" Ron asked frustrated, jogging to catch up with him.
"Whoever is going after the stone gave Hagrid Norbert, but most importantly, learned how to get past Fluffy, Rascal, and Coal," Greyson explained. "But, why wait? They've known how to get past them all this time, but they haven't done anything yet."
"Dumbledore," Harry immediately piped up. "No one would dare go after the stone while Dumbledore is still here."
Hermione nodded. "It makes sense," she agreed. "After all he is the one person You-know-who is afraid of."
"We need to tell him then," Greyson said, firmly. "That's the very least we need to do."
"Fine," Harry agreed reluctantly. With that, the four of them made their way to the castle.
"Where do you think Dumbledore's office is?" Greyson asked, frowning.
"Why don't we just ask McGonagall?" Hermione suggested, spying the professor just ahead in the corridor. With that, the four of them hurried to the professor.
"Professor," Greyson heaved out. "We need to see Professor Dumbledore."
"He just left," Professor McGonagall answered. "Urgent business with the Ministry."
"But it's about the Sorcerer's stone," Greyson said, urgently. "Voldemort is after it!"
"We think Professor Snape is trying to take it," Harry pressed. Professor McGonagall seemed to be taken back.
She blinked a few times, regaining her composure. "Now, I don't know how you all found out about the stone. But I assure you, it is in good hands. And, I should mention, Professor Snape is one of the teachers helping guard it." She glanced out at the rather nice weather outside. "Now, go along and enjoy this warm weather." She gave them a pointed to look to go and not seeing the point in arguing, they left.
"Well, that was useless. She didn't believe us at all," Ron said, flapping his arms up and down like some great bird.
"No, but that doesn't mean we're wrong," Greyson said. "With Dumbledore gone, the stone is at an even greater risk."
Harry let out a sigh. "I hate to say it, but you're right," he conceded. "We need to steal it before Snape can get his hands on it and use it for Voldemort."
"But when?" Hermione asked, wringing her hands anxiously.
"Tonight. The sooner the better," Greyson said. "The longer we wait the more likely it is for it to be taken first. And with no one suspecting the stone to be taken, who knows how long it would be missing before someone notices." The others nodded in agreement.
"Then we'll meet outside of Fluffy's door at midnight," Harry said. With that, Greyson waved the others off as he headed to the library. Reading would be the best thing he could do to prepare. He already had plenty of information of what challenges they were going to be facing. But he had no idea what kind of challenge Professor Snape had come up with to protect the stone and he was sure that one was going to be the most difficult.