Hearing Charle's words, the expressions of several young wizards nearby turned rather strange.
The Black Lake stretched deep and bottomless before them, as though countless monsters lurked beneath its surface.
On the train to Hogwarts, they had heard older students animatedly recount all sorts of rumors about the school.
The Black Lake appeared in those rumors with remarkable frequency.
And now Charle was saying it looked like a huge hotpot?
Just how greedy was he?
Ron could not help snorting with laughter. Looking at Harry Potter and Hermione, his expression clearly conveyed one message.
"So this is the most gifted and outstanding student from the Muggle World you were talking about?"
"He doesn't look very smart."
Hermione, meanwhile, looked somewhat worried as she advised Charle.
"I heard that some mountains and lakes in the Wizarding World possess special magic. Hogwarts' Black Lake is one of them."
"When you gaze into the abyss, the abyss gazes back at you. Charle, you really shouldn't stare at the Black Lake for too long."
Charle merely smiled. He licked his lips as he looked toward the Black Lake and said faintly.
"It's fine."
"After all, is it possible that I'm the abyss?"
As he spoke, Charle's Wand lightly tapped several times.
One Time-Space Mark after another shot from the Wand's tip, appearing beneath the Black Lake in an instant and landing upon those aquatic magical creatures.
"This one looks plump and tender. Perfect for steaming."
"That giant octopus is excellent. Slice it raw and make sashimi."
"This big fish is a little old. Braise it in soy sauce and make do..."
As Charle muttered to himself, Hermione and Harry Potter were utterly baffled. They had no idea what Charle was doing.
Ron, on the other hand, wore an expression as though he had seen