A day at Hogwarts

In the dark night, the stars are like diamonds, and the waves keep beating against the rock pillars, making a hypnotic sound.

In the place where magic used to be practiced, salamander skewers are grilled on a charcoal stove, and Charles is spreading oyster sauce and cumin powder on them.

Jack was sitting on a chair beside him, looking up at the stars, the red wine glass in his hand was shaking slightly for an unknown amount of time.

"Are you serious?" Charles asked.

Jack knew what he was asking, and replied calmly: "To be honest, I don't know."

Charles sighed, and said to the old man seriously: "Think about it, you are already very old, if something happens, you will die."

Jack didn't want to continue his topic, so he took a sip of wine and asked him, "What about you, what do you think about getting married in the future?"

Charles put the grilled salamanders on a plate, went to put them on the table, sat down on the chair on the other side, picked up a bunch and ate them.

Salamander's blood has a healing effect and can be used to make potions. Now the minor injuries caused by Charles' training don't need potions, so he uses diet therapy.

After eating half a salamander, he said, "Let's talk about it later. I don't think Hogwarts is suitable for me. The world is so big, there is no need to hang yourself there."

"It's up to you." Jack said, "Don't be a hundred-year-old bachelor like me."

"By the way." Charles picked up the second salamander and ate it. "Do you care about the two-hole socket?"

Jack smiled and said, "Why should I care so much about children fighting?"

"What about you, will you step in?"

Charles said angrily: "Didn't you move to Privet Drive because you wanted to see a play up close? I told Dumbledore everything on the first day of school. What else are you watching?"

Jack poured a glass of wine into the empty glass, stared at the starry sky and said, "I'm not watching a show, you may think you're an outsider, but I'm a local."

"I just wanted to see if Harry was worth cultivating. Every era has its villains. I was lucky enough to be a mainstay of decency in my era. Then came Dumbledore's era, where Dumbledore Then there's always going to be someone strong enough to step up when necessary."

Charles unscrewed a bottle of frozen happy water and drank a few sips, hiccupped, and asked him, "What did you do at Hogwarts? There is no such thing as you in the "History of Hogwarts" The records of those years directly became "Hogwarts: A School History."

Jack quietly drank a glass of wine, and said slowly: "Let the past pass. If there are problems in the future, you must trust the wisdom of future generations."

Charles continued to eat the last salamander with the happy water, and was ready to wash and sleep after eating and drinking.

He doesn't think that he is a chosen person. To save the world, it is enough to do what is within his ability.

The relationship between the old man and him is not only a family member, but also a friend who has been friends for years. He will not rely on the old man to do anything out of the ordinary, and the old man will not force him to do things he does not want, except for going to the dentist.

Now one of them is watching the juniors making a fuss, and the other is full of thoughts of getting wet when the time comes, and doesn't have much thought of interfering in the big event in front of them.

Contentment is always happy, the old and the young are living happily now.

When Charles was about to go back to bed, Jack called him back.

"This is for you." The old man threw a black object over, "Happy birthday!"

Charles laughed, 11 years ago today the old man picked himself out of the bin.

"Thank you grandpa!"

After he thanked the old man, he began to study this gift. It was shaped like a running mobile phone arm bag. The black rectangular bag was made of unknown fabric. There were three straps, which seemed to be tied on the hands.

"This is a bag." Jack said, "It can hold a lot of things. You can put any important things in it."

"Well... let's say I bought it with a hooded wizard in Knockturn Alley."

Charles strapped the pouch to his left arm and froze when he saw the contents after learning how to use it.

As soon as he raised his hand, a wand flew out of the bag, which belonged to Jack.

"This is..." Charles looked at the old man, "your wand?"

He didn't have an intuitive understanding of the length of wands before. He thought it was normal for Jack's wand to be 16 inches long, that is, 406 millimeters long. After going to the wand shop that day, he found that wands generally do not exceed 15 inches. My father's wand is super long. of.

Jack smiled and said, "Take it and use it. Don't let others see it easily, especially the ghosts and portraits in the castle. I still want to live a peaceful life."

After he finished speaking, he took a sip of the wine and looked at the starry sky as if he was remembering something.

Charles scratched his head, feeling that the old man must have done something earth-shattering when he was at Hogwarts before.

When he returned to his room, he tried to put all the things he bought in Diagon Alley that day into it, only to find that it only took up a small part of the space.

The next morning, he experimented with gravel before practice and found a space almost the size of two shipping containers.

At this time, a seagull happened to fly by. Charles raised his hand to aim at the target, and then the seagull was sucked into the pouch.

Not long after he released the seagull, it was still alive and shit in it!

When Charles used the bag, he seemed to be partly conscious of going in and taking out what he was going to take, so he had to throw the seagull poo into the sea with a black face.

"I didn't expect you to have such a hobby!" Jack just saw this scene when he came out.

Charles hurriedly explained, and then asked the old man: "How long can animals stay in it?"

Jack replied: "The volume inside this one is too small, not as big as the one in Scamander, and the air will be exhausted."

Then the old man suddenly became serious: "So, don't use this to kidnap a little girl when you see she is beautiful. You will die. I will kill you myself and put you back in the trash can."

Charles shuddered suddenly, the old man was serious, he really killed people without blinking an eye.

When he ran for parliament, a competitor sent a few punks to his house to intimidate him. The leader got Cruciatus for ten minutes because he kicked down a chair, and then he and the others got the Imperius Curse to jump the Thames up.

"Can I make it?" Charles said, "Take a few hairs from her, and add two catties of compound soup."

Jack was silent for a while, pulled him and said, "Oh, you should go directly to Azkaban, I know dementors well..."