A day at Hogwarts

For Charles, the secret room he encountered not long ago made him feel very magical, and he paid special attention when telling about that experience.

After listening, Jack carefully asked Charles some questions about the secret room, including the three spells and other people's views on the secret room.

"Five hundred years ago?" Jack frowned after hearing Charles say Professor Flitwick's conjecture, with a very serious expression on his face.

Charles didn't dare to disturb him, so he took care of the dishes.

"Forget it, never mind." Jack finally shook his head, "They don't want to talk about it, so let's just bury it in the dust of history."

Charles asked curiously: "Grandpa, who are 'they' and they don't want to say anything?"

While blanching the beef, Jack said, "From some records, we can learn that a wizard with very powerful mana suddenly appeared 500 years ago, and then disappeared suddenly. According to the records, the wizard's knowledge is very high, and his spells are ahead of those at that time. Wizards for many years, but no legacy left, and then wizards reinvented the wheel."

"The fat monk and Nicole Flamel have both experienced that era, and they should have seen this wizard, but they are unwilling to say."

"How do you say that sentence, there are talents from generation to generation."

Charles curled his lips and said, "But you always like to hide."

Jack shrugged: "Magic, it's amazing, if the huge energy is not used properly, it will bring disaster."

Charles stopped suddenly, looked at the old man seriously, and asked, "Could it be that you also possess some kind of powerful magical power, the main body or important clues are in a secret passage in Hogwarts?" , is that what the two-hole socket is looking for?"

Jack didn't answer, just drinking and eating.

Seeing this, Charles stopped asking questions and continued to eat and drink.

"Give me the wand." Jack held out his hand.

Charles handed over the old man's 406mm wand.

The advantage of a long wand appeared at this moment, and Jack reached across the table with his wand and easily knocked on Charles's cap.

Charles shivered, not knowing where the old man learned the curse of checking the body.

"One thing must be made clear." Jack sat down and suddenly became serious. "What you did to Filch this time is purely blind cat and dead mouse. First of all, the theory is outrageously wrong."

"Ni's theory is not too wrong for the obscurant, but Filch is a squib, and the two are not the same thing at all."

"But Filch can finally show magic power. I suspect that the lightning and the third magic in the secret room are the real treasures left by the owner of the secret room. The purpose is to replenish magic power for people."

Charles listened quietly, and said after the old man had finished speaking: "This kind of lightning has a very peculiar characteristic. It can stay in the wizard's body, and it will gradually dissipate after a long time, but using the third magic from time to time will make it Increase."

"Not cats though. I tried with Filch's cat."

Later, he wondered whether this method could make Muggles produce magic power, but there were no Muggles in Hogwarts, so after double-checking, he tried it with Mrs. Norris, and it didn't turn into a catwoman, and the lightning magic power suddenly It disappeared without a trace.

"I think..." Charles said very seriously, "if Muggles..."

Jack immediately interrupted him: "Don't mess around, don't try this kind of world-shattering thing lightly."

"If you want to try, you must keep it secret, and you must find the most trustworthy person, otherwise if you succeed, it will cause a big mess, or you will have to change your surname to Xavier."

Charles nodded. He didn't dare to mess around with this kind of thing. Maybe if the painting style changed, it would become a spiritual recovery flow.

He then asked, "Then Filch doesn't need to stop?"

Jack replied indifferently: "It's up to you, if it's just the inside of the wizard, it's fine."

"I have a guess. The parchment in the secret room probably has more than three spells. The stronger you are in this area, the more spells it will appear."

Charles nodded thoughtfully.

After talking about the school affairs, and the dishes on the table were almost finished, Charles asked the waiter to bring over a portion of noodles, and cooked them with the bottom of the pot with the remaining meat.

He didn't eat much today, so he ate some snacks on the train.

Jack was full, so he asked for a pot of tea to drink slowly.

He suddenly remembered something, and asked Charles, "I remember that Hogwarts will hold a potions competition with other schools next year. Where is the venue?"

Charles replied while eating: "Next year it's time to go to Waggadu in Moon Mountain, Uganda."

Jack raised his brows and said in thought, "The ruby ​​should still be over there."

Charles asked curiously, "What baby is it?"

"Pet." Jack said while sipping tea, "I used to raise a phoenix. I lost a bet with Brother Xu's grandchildren and lent them to them."

"Now the core we use in our wands is its feather."

Compared to the fact that the old man had a phoenix, Charles was more curious about the fact that he lost the bet.

"No way?" Charles asked in surprise, "You still lose the bet?"

Jack said depressedly: "When I was traveling in Congo, I met Xiao Xu. He was a doctor of the medical team there. They wanted some phoenix tears to heal people, so I made a bet with him. Said that if he could make Ruby cry I would lend him the ruby ​​until Ruby left voluntarily."

"As a result, the kid took Ruby to the kitchen, and he chopped onions beside him!"

"Ruby is also a traitor, so he stayed there just for the delicious food!"

Charles was stunned when he heard that it was possible to do this.

Jack said to him angrily: "This time you will follow to Ouagadou, and bring the ruby ​​back by the way."

Charles said in embarrassment: "But those who can go are senior students. I'm only in the first grade, so I can't go."

Jack picked up his teacup and said confidently, "It's okay, I have a solution."

Charles had a question mark all over his head, unable to think of what the old man could do.

After the grandpa and grandson had eaten and drank enough, Jack packed another takeaway before checking out and leaving.

On the way home, Charles remembered something and asked, "Grandpa, do you have any research on the aftereffects of Cruciatus victims?"

Jack replied: "I'm not familiar with this, the soul is too precise, and a slight mistake will cause the patient to die from the treatment."

"Why, has anyone suffered from the Cruciatus Curse?"

Charles told the story of Neville's parents.

Jack thought for a while and said, "I can't help it. You can find a chance to ask professors from other magic schools during the potion competition. They may have a solution."

Charles wrote it down after hearing it.

Back home, Jack went upstairs with the takeaway.

Charles was wondering why the old man bought an extra takeaway along the way, and wondered if he was hiding in a golden house.

Sure enough, Jack walked into the study with the takeaway and said, "Albus, it's time for dinner!"

Then Charles heard the headmaster's voice: "Wait until I finish this round."

Jack said: "If you don't eat, believe it or not, just pull the plug. If you have the ability, you can research the magic that makes the computer work even if it is out of power!"

The corners of Charles' mouth twitched when he heard this. What kind of conversation was this between a parent and a child with Internet addiction, and he also understood why the old man knew about his affairs at school. It turned out that the principal sold himself out.

Now he started to get nervous, who is not afraid of the teacher suing the parents.

It was just that there was a disturbance at home the next day because of Dumbledore. At this time, someone rang the doorbell. Charles could only stop eating melons and watch the show to open the door. Visitors would know who it was by looking at their clothes.