You Were Just a Blind Cat That Happened to Stumble Upon a Dead Mouse
The Chamber of Secrets he had stumbled upon not long ago had seemed miraculous to Charles, so he had been especially earnest when recounting the experience.
After listening, Jack carefully asked Charles several questions about the Chamber of Secrets, including the three spells and what the others thought of the chamber.
"Five hundred years ago?" Jack's brow furrowed when he heard Professor Flitwick's theory from Charles, and his expression grew extremely serious.
Charles didn't dare disturb him and was even careful when reaching for food.
"Forget it. Never mind." Jack shook his head at last. "They're unwilling to talk about it, so let it remain buried beneath the dust of history."
Charles asked curiously, "Grandpa, who are 'they'? What are they unwilling to talk about?"
As he scalded the beef, Jack said, "From certain records, one can indirectly learn that five hundred years ago, a wizard of tremendous magical power suddenly appeared and then suddenly vanished. The records say this wizard's knowledge was extraordinarily vast, and his spells were many years ahead of those of wizards at the time. But he left no inheritance behind, and afterward, wizards had to reinvent the wheel."
"Fat Friar and Nicolas Flamel both lived through that era. They should have seen this wizard, but neither of them is willing to talk."
"What's that saying again? Talented people emerge in every generation."
Charles curled his lip. "But you people always like to hide things away."
Jack shrugged. "Magic is miraculous. If tremendous power isn't used properly, it will bring disaster."
Charles's hand suddenly stopped as he reached for some food. He turned seriously toward Old Man and asked, "You wouldn't happen to possess some kind of powerful magical force too, with