"Haha, grandpa, you don't really want to send me to Azkaban, do you? I was so good at Hogwarts."
That's what he said, but Charles tried hard to recall what he had done this semester. It seemed that he had not done anything that violated wizarding laws except related to the Malfoy family.
Jack drove the car in silence, his expression still cold, rivaling Snape's.
Charles felt a little uneasy, but he soon found that the surrounding environment looked familiar, and he soon guessed where the old man's destination was.
"Grandpa," Charles said seriously, "if I did something wrong, you'd better send me to Azkaban."
More than ten minutes later, Charles was pressed on the dental treatment bed and began to enjoy the luxurious examination package.
Mr. Granger will start enjoying his Christmas vacation tomorrow afternoon. The appointments for this afternoon are all full. Charles is the last one. When he came out, he greeted Hermione and ran as fast as he could.
When the lights were on, Jack took Charles to a Chinese restaurant and asked for a private room.
The old man first ordered a Sichuan hot pot set and several Cantonese dishes with the boss in English, plus a bottle of Shaoxing rice wine. Finally, he said to the boss in not very fluent Cantonese: "If you want to make food for fellow villagers, don't add MSG water."
What a ghost."
Charles and the boss suddenly became embarrassed.
Especially the boss, who hurriedly used bilingual language to ensure that the Chinese food he cooked was the most authentic.
While waiting for the food to be served, Charles was a little curious, why didn't he go home?
Jack replied: "Some things are not easy to talk about at home."
Charles has a question mark, what can't be said at home?
When all the dishes were served, Jack asked the waiter not to come in until he was called, and then he started talking about business while eating.
"You are so brave!" Jack said with a sullen face, wanting to hit Charles on the head with a spoon, "Are the Hydra captain and the magnetic field guy so easy to pretend? If Dumbledore wants to fight you, how will you die?
I don’t even know.”
Charles paused while picking up the food and asked in surprise: "How did you know?"
Jack snorted coldly and said while ironing his belly: "Don't worry about how I know this. This kind of thing can scare Dumbledore at first, but after a few times, the flaw will definitely be seen."
"Do you think that such a person whose name is recorded in history is a fool? Naturally, they will not act rashly when the information is insufficient, but they will not let go of any clues. Sooner or later, the secret will be exposed."
Charles nodded immediately and said: "I know, I know! I only plan to use those vests once and never use them again."
He began to change the topic: "I encountered a strange thing. On Halloween, the troll who entered Hogwarts was wearing an armor, and it actually fit him."
"At the same time, I found a double-hole socket exploring the secret passage. Do you know what it is?"
These two things are not in his "memory". He wrote to ask the old man about it, but the old man was addicted to games and ignored him. Now he naturally has to ask clearly.
Jack ate the food in silence for a while before answering him: "Don't worry about this matter. If it develops to the worst, I will take action."
Charles was stunned and asked hurriedly: "What's the worst case scenario?"
As a result, Jack would also change the subject: "Tell me about the time you were struck by lightning. When I heard about it, I thought you were about to survive the disaster."
"Forget it, let's start from the beginning. Tell us everything about this semester in detail."
Charles had no choice but to talk while eating. He also talked about what was in the previous letter and what was not in the letter, as well as what happened to the Centaur tribe and the Centaur Liaison Office.
After hearing this, Jack drank rice wine and said, "That socket has taken a liking to you and wants to train you."
Charles was eating roast duck legs and nodded silently after hearing this.
He didn't pay attention at first, but later he realized that Voldemort was cultivating his interest by letting him copy curses.
After he finished eating the roasted duck legs, he said, "Let him go. How much is a Death Eater's monthly salary? Who would mess with him?"
Jack said to him: "The two-hole socket is not the most dangerous thing for you. The most dangerous thing is the girl named Eleanor. In front of the capitalists, the dark wizard has to kneel down and kowtow three times."
Charles raised his eyebrows and looked at the old man in surprise.
Jack smiled and asked him: "You don't think that a Muggle-born wizard would sever ties with his family, do you?"
Charles frowned, somewhat understanding what the old man meant.
As long as the wizard can create enough profits, the capitalists will not let it go.
Among other things, as long as the Ministry of Magic allows it, Mr. Granger dares to open a dental clinic in Diagon Alley.
Not to mention those veteran capitalists, how can they not reach out after they become familiar with wizard society?
And those politicians, they have no bottom line and can do anything.
"I have no ability to care about this." Charles shook his head and ate his food, "Anyway, I won't be in the wizarding society in the future, so I can do whatever I want."
Jack just continued to drink: "My time has passed."
What he said next surprised Charles: "Your centaur liaison office has three places. Dumbledore asked for one, so be sure to keep one."
"Ah?!" Charles asked in surprise, "Are you going to go out to work? Go to the Ministry of Magic to earn money?"
Jack shook his head and said: "There is someone, I have had a deep conversation with her, and this quota should be reserved for her."
Charles held his chin and asked curiously: "Grandpa, did you have some wizarding organization before, and now you plan to infiltrate the Ministry of Magic and seize the position of Minister of Magic when the time comes?"
Jack poured himself a glass of wine, shook his head and said: "If I had such thoughts before, I would have replaced the Hogwarts school badge with Chinese biting cabbage."
Charles' lips twitched when he heard this, and he said: "It's better looking than mandrake."
Jack continued: "You should talk to her then. Alas, it's not easy for her either."
Charles thought that the person the old man was talking about was probably a pauper like Lupine, so he helped her.
"Okay then." Charles said, "Since it was recommended by grandpa, I think it should be fine."
Jack drank wine and said: "Let's celebrate Christmas. If you agree to hire her, you have to get her a wand."
Charles immediately agreed, thinking that this man didn't even have a magic wand, how miserable he must be.
It's just a matter of arranging one person. It's not a big deal, especially if you are paid by the Ministry of Magic. As long as you can do some symbolic work.
The grandfather and grandson talked while eating, and finally talked about the secret room. Jack asked Charles to tell the story carefully, not to miss any detail.