Charles said nothing in regards to the man's utterance about his age, but there was a small smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth. "Broken?" So a puzzle to be solved?! Wonderful, Charles loved riddles and puddles, and indeed the hat had considered him for Ravenclaw, but alas Hufflepuff became his home. "Well I do like a good challenge, I mean what is history but a riddle in the sand?"

He waited for the man to unravel the item and set it before them. A curious glimmer mixed with a since of fascination took hold of Charles features. He certainly was no monster, as some may easily presume. "Looks to be of the Niger Congo dialect, but somewhat under these markings are more markings..curious. I don't know nigerian congo very well and even less those scratchings, but we do have a book on both, I'd date the age as somewhere around neolithic age, looks to be something that originated with the birth of magic. Man's first efforts to tap into their abilities via religious rites." He moved to a shelf and pulled a lever which opened a passage to a large library, "Somewhere in here..." He said looking around the massive assortment of books. "Would you mind checking that pile to the left while I look through this one. If we can crack the code so to speak, maybe we can fix it, do you know which tribe you spoke with?"