Harry Potter and the Candy Factory

Charlie didn't put on any airs. Facing his sister, he smiled and waved in response. ♦ ♦     ♦ ♦

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However, he didn't know that this simple action made Lucius put his heart, which had been raised, back into his stomach.

He secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and even the strength of his hand on Draco's shoulder was noticeably reduced.

Charlie lowered his head and looked at the things that Russell had brought down from the ground—mostly popular candies from factories, which were prepared for Draco, after all, Narcissa invited him in the name of this little nephew's graduation party.

In addition to these candies, there were also a few exquisitely packaged gift boxes made of high-end materials, which were prepared as meeting gifts for his long-lost sister and brother-in-law Lucius.

But to be honest, Charlie didn't know what was inside. He directly told Russell to take one or two pieces from the Black family's collection at will.

Anyway, the old Black family is a proper pure-blood noble family. Counting from the earliest to the present, they must have collected no less than eight hundred or a thousand good things.

Although Charlie usually doesn't care much about those things, he has to say that taking one or two pieces from it at random is something that ordinary wizards can't get in several lifetimes.

The red gem on the ring on his index finger flickered, and Charlie held his wand in his hand again.

With a wave, suddenly, the things on the ground seemed to lose their original weight as a gust of breeze blew.

They were lightly lifted into the air and lined up in order, following behind Charlie.

Charlie took those things and walked unhurriedly into the gate of Malfoy Manor, heading towards the three people in front of the mansion.

Looking at the figure gradually becoming clear in front of her, Narcissa couldn't help but feel a little dazed.

So even her younger brother has grown so old... she couldn't help but think.

After all, the last time she saw him was more than ten years ago.

At that time, he had just graduated from Hogwarts, at the age of eighteen, he was full of vigor.

His whole body revealed an unprecedented sharpness, as if everyone standing in front of him would be hurt by that exposed edge.

But now... twelve years later, although his face has not weathered, it has added a bit of depth compared to when he was young.

The sharpness on his body has faded away, replaced by a maturity from the inside out.

Thinking of this, Narcissa couldn't help but feel a slight touch in her heart.

This child... what has he experienced these years to be able to reach where he is today.

While thinking, although the smile on her face remained unchanged, the hand on Draco's shoulder couldn't help but exert a little force.

"Hiss..."

Draco turned his head with a strange look in his eyes and looked at his parents.

What's going on? One just let go and the other is exerting force?

Walking slowly from afar, Charlie said with a smile as he walked:

"Sorry for the wait..."

At the appropriate distance, in order to show their welcome to Charlie, the Malfoy family also walked down from the front of the door to greet Charlie.

"You know, it's not a short journey from Greater Manchester to here..."

While saying this, he first hugged his sister.

Feeling the joy in the other person's embrace, Charlie's heart suddenly warmed.

He could feel the sincerity from the bottom of Narcissa's heart at this moment.

"I originally planned to Apparate directly... but you see, there are a lot of things here."

"It doesn't matter... dear Charlie. It's good that you can come. I'm so happy to see you again."

Narcissa behaved no differently from an ordinary family sister at this moment.

"Look at you, so many years have passed, I can hardly believe it..."

She gently stroked her younger brother's face, looking at the changes in him in recent years.

Twelve years can change many things... but Narcissa knew that only those eyes, those eyes of the same color as her own, would never change.

Just like they are siblings with blood ties, this connection from blood cannot be cut off in any way...

Charlie smiled, without stopping Narcissa's movements, but letting her hand pass over the bridge of his nose and stroke his cheek.

"After all, twelve years have passed, and many things have happened. But what surprises me the most is that my sister, your beauty is still the same as it was twelve years ago, never changed."

Draco raised his head, looking at the "uncle" that his mother had described to him since he was a child, and couldn't help but take a deep breath.

He mustered up his courage and coughed lightly, hoping to attract the other party's attention.

His idea was successful.

Charlie noticed something, he lowered his head and looked towards Draco along the sound.

However, when those eyes met his, Draco, who had rehearsed countless times in his mind, went blank and froze there.

"I... I, Draco, un, uncle."

Helpless, he could only bite the bullet, stammering to express his meaning while gesturing with his hands.

"Hello, Draco."

Finally, Charlie leaned down and smiled as he extended his hand to him.

"Hello... Uncle."

Draco looked at the big hand in front of him and took his hand without hesitation.

Feeling the warmth from the other party's palm, Draco's face flushed slightly due to excitement.

Draco held Charlie's hand tightly, subconsciously sticking out his chest, and shook it vigorously in a very formal manner.

The feeling towards Charlie was completely different from what he imagined...

This man was not as arrogant as his father, but was approachable, even though he was so successful.

As his mother's brother, he really looked like his mother. In him, Draco even seemed to feel the warmth that could only be experienced in his mother.

He mustered up his courage and said to Charlie:

"I know that you used to study at Hogwarts Slytherin. You used to be a Slytherin prefect!"

"Did your mother tell you?"

Charlie raised his eyebrows and subconsciously looked at his sister beside him.

Narcissa smiled slightly, without speaking.

"Yes." Draco nodded and continued.

"When I enter Slytherin, I will take you as an example! In the future, I will become a successful wizard like you."

... As expected of a Malfoy child, even before entering Hogwarts, he already knew that he would be sorted into Slytherin.