Harry Potter: Charlie and the Candy Factory

"Wait...wait a minute! The minister is having a meeting inside! No one can go in!!!!"

In front of the door leading to Fudge's office, Umbridge's round figure was like a pink ball of flesh, with her hands spread out, blocking the path of the three of them.

The door of the minister's office behind him was blocked tightly, so that no trace of it was exposed.

Russell's eyes became strange. Looking at the person in front of him, he couldn't help but feel a little inexplicable doubts.

I met her last time I came here, why did I see her again this time... Doesn't she have a job? She just wanders around the hall all day long.

Although they were thinking so in their hearts, they could not say it out loud... After all, the three of them came to see Minister Fudge this time to investigate the situation, because it was unnecessary for this little thing to delay important matters.

Ryan stopped and looked at the person in front of him... Although he had not been back to the wizarding world for a long time, he was not very familiar with the specific personnel composition of the Ministry of Magic.

However, when he saw the fat man standing in front of him, he felt an inexplicable urge to punch her... Maybe this was fate.

Suppressing the fleeting thoughts in his mind, Ryan said

"Mr. Charlie Black asked us to come here... to discuss the specific 'details' with Minister Fudge after the donation."

As if to leave some dignity to Cornelius Fudge, Ryan did not talk to Umbridge in a commanding tone, but used a cryptic way of saying it, and at the end he emphatically mentioned "details"

"Two words.

However, what he didn't expect was that after listening to Ryan's words, Umbridge not only did not step aside, but instead frowned and asked directly.

"Mr. Black? What else does he have to do with Minister Fudge...hasn't he donated all his money?"

As soon as these words came out, the whole place fell into silence.

Ryan's eyes began to change. After several fluctuations, they became complicated. He opened his mouth and didn't know what to say for a while.

What’s going on with this guy who looks like a toad?! Doesn’t she understand anything!?

Ryan couldn't help shouting in his heart...

From the other party's dress and the exquisite name tag on his chest specially to show his identity, Ryan could naturally tell that the other party was a director-level figure and not an ordinary civil servant.

But the words that came out of her mouth at this moment made Ryan feel a little confused.

How did this guy get here?! Have the level of officials in the Ministry of Magic reached this level now? When he was in the Muggle world, he had many conversations with officials such as the mayor and director, but

I've never encountered such a strange problem.

"Didn't he donate all his money?" He was thinking about Umbridge's words in his mind. At this moment, Ryan even felt that she was actually on the second floor, deliberately pretending not to understand what he said.

Meaning, to exclude myself and my group from the door.

However, in fact, it was just Ryan who made the problem more complicated... After Umbridge finished speaking, everyone on the other side was stunned. The expression of the one in the middle even changed, and she couldn't help but feel confused.

But he still did not forget his "responsibility" and acted as Minister Fudge's most loyal henchman.

"Anyway...whether it's Charlie Black or anyone else, anyway, Minister Fudge is busy now. If you want to see him, you must make an appointment first!"

Russell was gritting his teeth and trembling with anger. Seeing that the fat woman in front of him didn't even say anything to Mr. Black, but dared to call out the owner's full name. He couldn't hold it back for a moment, and raised his hand to slap her.

Awesome.

Fortunately, Andre noticed Russell's raising of his hand, and was so frightened that he hurriedly leaned down, reached out and forcibly pressed down Russell who was about to cast a spell, and shook his head at him vigorously.

“…”

Ryan looked at the stubborn guy in front of him and felt a little headache.

Fortunately, he had rejected the suggestion of staying with Charlie and instead went to the Muggle world to explore the market... Otherwise, thinking about the kind of guys he was facing, he couldn't help but feel a layer of pain all over his body.

Goosebumps.

Finally, after sighing, Ryan stopped thinking in his mind and chose an outrageous but most time-saving method.

"Sorry..."

As he said this, he suddenly moved his hands.

Before Umbridge could realize what this apology meant, Ryan's hands moved quickly.

With a "swish" sound, the wand that Andre originally put in his pocket was instantly in his hand without giving him any chance to react.

"stupefy!!"

The light suddenly appeared, and as the spell was issued, everything was over in less than a second.

Umbridge rolled her eyes and fell to the ground with a muffled sound.

Ryan breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't know if it was for psychological reasons, but he felt a lot more relaxed at the moment.

Andre watched his wand deftly release in the opponent's hand and fell unconscious. For a moment, his eyes were as wide as light bulbs.

"You...you just" He was obviously frightened by what Ryan did just now, and he even stuttered a bit when he spoke.

It was obvious that he had just held down Russell here, but he actually took action directly there!?

Thinking about Charlie who was still imprisoned in the Magical Congress of the United States, he really wanted to ask, are the people of the United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland so tough?!?!

"You just knocked out a director-level official from the Ministry of Magic?! You used my wand!!!" Andre's face paled a bit, making him look less like a pure black man and more like a black man.

Like a mixed race.

"Why don't you use your own wand! Do you know that our American wizards have supervision over wands when they go abroad! You fell unconscious and it will take me a long time to deal with it when I get back!"

However, in the face of Andre's complaints, Ryan showed disapproval.

"I can't help it. Ever since I went to the Muggle world, I haven't had the habit of carrying a wand with me all the time."

He said, took two steps forward, rolled the completely unconscious Umbridge to the side with his feet, and then pressed his hands on the office door.

"Creak--" With a sound, Ryan exerted force with both hands without wasting any more words.

The next second, the door opened wide. In the office, Cornelius Fudge, who was sitting behind the desk, and Barty Crouch, who seemed to be about to say something, all stopped talking and turned their heads.

He looked at the three people who barged in with confusion and confusion.

"Mr. Fudge, I am here on behalf of Charlie Black. He needs your help at this moment!"

Straight to the point, Ryan looked directly at the fat old man wearing glasses.

Even though he knew that the other party was nominally the most noble person in the entire British magical world, he did not show any politeness at all and directly stated the purpose of his visit.

Behind the desk, Fudge's eyelids trembled, and the expression on his face changed again and again. Finally, in a complicated silence, he barely showed a smile and spoke with a slight stutter.

"It turns out that he is...Charlie's friend...Okay, if he needs my help if he needs anything, please tell me."

Barton Crouch glanced at Fudge in surprise, then did not continue speaking, assuming the attitude of watching a show.

Obviously, he knew Charlie and knew very well what he did... After all, he came from that era, and he was still deeply impressed by this young man who was famous at that time. Although he scorned that approach, Button

Crouch had to admit that Charlie was a weird genius.

Then, after the war, just when he thought that the world was peaceful and that the child's tricks could no longer be played, he actually transformed again and took the house elves with him and became the owner of the candy factory.

.

Has it turned out that Fudge has been negotiating a deal with Charlie Black? Crouch thought silently in his heart... He is not an idiot like Umbridge. He naturally understood what Ryan said about "help" at once

mean.

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"I'm not sure..."

In the office of the director of the Major Crime Investigation Department, a somewhat thin old man frowned and said hesitantly.

He put his two elbows on the table of the desk, crossed his fingers unconsciously, and from time to time twisted them into a ball subconsciously following the thoughts in his mind.

"You shouldn't hesitate!"

Steve stared straight at the old man with a stern gaze, which for a moment made the other person dare not look at him.

"You are an old Auror... Before you were injured, you have always been active on the front line. You can clearly see it at a glance - there must be something wrong with this Charlie Black. But whether it is above or below,

But they all have the same attitude! I don’t understand, could it be that you’ve been sitting in an office for so many years and your character has been smoothed out?!”

"Bartrick Stuff!!"

The old man's expression became serious. He looked at the person in front of him and shouted his name loudly.

Steve's gaze did not give in at all. Facing the old man's glare, he remained firm and unwavering, as if there was a blazing flame behind his gaze.

The office fell into silence...

After a long time, the old man sighed quietly, his eyelids drooped, and he no longer looked at Steve, but looked at the complicated information on the table about Charlie Black.

"You haven't reached this position, you don't understand..." His tone softened, with a bit of concession, and a bit of the loneliness of an old man.

"When you really sit here, you will know that there are less things to do, but more to consider. This is not just a question of suspects, but also involves the British wizarding world and the American wizarding world.

Problem. He has become a suspect in our country. There is no problem and no one will say anything... But if Legilimency is really used and the final result is that he is not at all - then it is serious

diplomatic issues."

"He must be." Even if the old man said this, Steve's tone did not change at all.

"Are you sure?" The old man laughed, but there was a bit of annoyance in his eyes.

"Yes!" Steve nodded.

"You can't..." The old man closed his eyes tiredly. He knew that his subordinate was a stubborn man who didn't know how to adapt. Reasoning with him would make no sense at all.

And this is also the reason why after so many years, he is still just an ordinary Auror despite being more senior than anyone else.

"I can't give you this transfer order..."

He simply turned around and stopped looking at the other party.

"..." After a moment of silence, Steve asked with some difficulty.

"Then...if I hide it from everyone and use Legilimency on him without your knowledge...is that okay?"

"...You finally changed your mind, but I didn't expect you to change to this extent." The old man said, with a sense of melancholy in his tone.

"Get out of my office!" Suddenly, his voice suddenly rose to a higher level. While shouting, he stood up from his seat, pushed Steve, and pushed him out of the door.

Standing in front of the door, looking at the people who were still confused, the old man's voice still did not weaken, but became a little louder.

"I won't approve it! Don't come to me about this again!"

After saying that, he shouted "Peng!" and closed the door tightly, almost hitting the tip of Steve's nose.

Steve blinked and looked at the closed door, as if he understood something.

It felt strange for a moment, but I couldn't tell what it was...a little sad, and a little sad.

He felt that this was the first time that he understood the meaning of the officer's words so clearly... As for what to do after understanding, it was up to him to make his own decision.

He turned his head and looked at the office door that opened quietly because of the old man's voice.

One by one, his colleagues sighed from the door, looked at him, and whispered, but they didn't know what they were talking about.

But Steve ignored it, because he had decided on one thing in his heart and had no other choice.

Rather than saying that the old director just gave him a chance to choose, it would be better to say that he directly helped him open up a path to his goal.

As for what the end of the road will be like... no one knows.

He left, walked straight out of the Major Crime Investigation Department, and did not go back to the interrogation room. Instead, he strode out of the Magic Congress building, walked outside, and finally blended into the crowd.

In the director's office, the old man sighed and kept recalling what Steve had just said to him...

He thought he had seen through Steve and understood what was really going on in the heart of this capable subordinate who had followed him for so many years.

What about the other party? Has Steve also seen through himself? In fact, what he said is absolutely right... He has really been smoothed by this position, and he is no longer as bloody as before.