Harry Potter: Charlie and the Candy Factory

When Charlie woke up, he had no idea how much time had passed.

He only knew that he had a very comfortable sleep this time, probably the most comfortable he had had in the past few days... and he immediately made up for the lost sleep time last night.

"It took a little too long to sit..."

As Charlie spoke, he twisted his stiff neck, then directly opened the baffle on the interrogation chair, and stood up unhurriedly.

Everything is a pretense... Due to Charlie's special identity and the influence it brings, the Ministry of Magic has given him the greatest freedom it can give him under almost a state of "detention" - as long as he does not leave this interrogation room, others will

You can do whatever you want...

And this, in a sense, also represents the attitude of the Magical Congress.

In fact, the matter is really not as serious as Lane and others in the UK imagined.

Even if they didn't go to Fudge, Charlie would have been released, it was just a matter of how long.

After all, at this moment, Charlie is a well-known businessman who is planning to invest in the American magic world and start in-depth cooperation with the local assets of the American magic world...

In the eyes of the wizard businessmen who basically control the Magic Congress and support the members, Charlie undoubtedly set foot on this land that he had never touched before with full favorability.

Just when a group of businessmen were gearing up to communicate with each other in detail and get to know each other... As a result, the Magic Congress detained him?! How is this possible!? What if they don't cooperate with us in anger? You guys?

Is MACHA responsible?

They don't even look at words like so-called major cases and suspects... In the eyes of capital, only interests are the key. If this incident even affects possible future business cooperation, then don't care who it is.

...Even if you are a member of parliament, you must get out of your seat!

So... now we have to see how strong the upper echelons of the Magic Congress are and how long they can withstand the pressure.

As for Fudge, his essential role is to be an insurance and an external condition to help Charlie shorten this waiting time as much as possible.

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Just as Charlie was walking freely in the interrogation room, in the hall of the Magic Congress, Steve's figure appeared again.

Only this time, besides him, there was another wizard beside him.

The wizard looked around, obviously with a natural fear of this place.

"are you sure?"

He swallowed, curled up his neck unconsciously, and asked in a low voice to Steve next to him. It was obvious that his voice sounded a bit hollow.

"Stop talking nonsense." Steve shouted at him in a deep voice, turned his eyes coldly towards the other person, and warned him.

"You don't need to know anything. You just need to use Legilimency once and tell me what you got."

"Then you can let me go?" After hearing what Steve said, the wizard's eyes lit up and he asked tentatively.

"..." Steve was silent for a while, and finally nodded, "Yes."

Hearing Steve's promise, the wizard breathed a sigh of relief, and his overall condition instantly improved a lot, no longer the timid feeling he had when he first walked in.

"no problem."

The two of them walked back to the floor where the Major Case Investigation Department was located without meeting almost anyone else.

Then with the sound of "Peng" closing the door, he disappeared and headed straight towards the interrogation room.

When the door closed, the old man was sitting behind his desk in the office of the Director of the Major Crime Investigation Department, and he obviously heard something.

This caused the hand that was originally writing the document to stagnate slightly.

"Alas..." He sighed, as if he was sighing for Steve.

He didn't understand why Steve insisted...it was obviously a hot potato. The people above were engaged in continuous gambling because of this matter. No one would really care about the so-called truth, and neither would Charlie Black.

What impact does it have.

You just need to sit there, fish in the water, wait for the final result of the game, then bow down, lower your head with a smile on your face and invite this person out, other than that, there is nothing else

What to do.

And when everything comes to an end, in order to shut up the mouth of the interrogating Auror and let him swallow this matter into his stomach, there will be a promotion and salary increase, so that you can get some leftovers after the game between the two parties.

But even if it is leftovers, it can last a lifetime for a mere little Auror!

It was with this purpose that the old man originally asked Steve to be the Auror who interrogated Charlie Black, in order to promote his old subordinate.

Unexpectedly, even if it is such a simple, straight path, he can open a rugged path full of thorns and dangers for you on the side of the road.

With a "pop" sound, the old man could no longer write. He threw the pen on the table and couldn't help but cursed.

"You are overestimating your capabilities. The people above me, crushing you is like crushing an ant. Even I don't dare to do anything!! How dare you break in without knowing your life or death!"

It's a pity that his words will not be heard by others. Only when he is alone can he say it like this.

However, just as he was venting the anger caused by Steve, the old-fashioned phone on his desk suddenly rang, making a crisp ringtone.

“Ding-a-ling-a-ling-a-ling…a-ding-a-ling-a-ling-a-ling”

Helpless, the old man could only stop his original scolding.

After taking a deep breath and adjusting his mood properly, he picked up the phone receiver and put it to his ear.

"Hello? Major Crime Investigation Department. I am..."

Before the old man finished speaking, the next second, the voice on the other end of the phone changed his face instantly.

"Wha...what?" His original voice began to stutter, and his pupils suddenly shrank, full of disbelief at what he heard.

"Yes...I understand! Your Excellency, Speaker!!"

With a "swish" sound, the old man jumped from his seat, suppressed the shock in his heart, and answered nervously.

There was a "click" and the moment the phone was hung up, the old man started to move. He was no longer as slow as when he was in the office. At this moment, he was as fast as an Auror who had just joined the job.

He strode to the door, opened the door to the room and shouted loudly outside

"Hurry, emergency!"

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"Hey, are you back?"

In the interrogation room, Charlie, who was walking around because he seemed bored, suddenly stopped, turned his head and looked at the reopened door.

The familiar black Auror walked in again, and behind him was another guy whom Charlie didn't recognize.

The clothes on that man were dirty, his face was covered with stubble, and he had some unsightly signs of disease. It didn't take much thinking to tell that he was definitely not an Auror.

Steve did not answer Charlie's words, but turned to look at the person next to him.

He raised his chin and signaled

"Hurry up and fight quickly."

"Don't worry..." A smile appeared on the man's face. He took out the wand from his pocket and his expression became a little more confident.

"I'm not bragging...it's just those Aurors from your Magical Congress who specialize in Legilimency. You can count them on one hand who are better than me."

"I hope you are really as useful as you say..." Steve said noncommittally.

From beginning to end, neither of them paid attention to Charlie, as if the other person was already lying on the chopping board and being manipulated.

However, this cannot be blamed on them... Due to the limitations brought by the American wizarding community, in their impression, there is no difference between a wizard who has lost his wand and a No-Maj.

American wizards will never understand how super wizards like Dumbledore and Voldemort can cast powerful magic with their bare hands... Maybe they have heard stories from the distant British wizarding world, but

In this regard, they would only think that this was the product of exaggeration during the communication, and stubbornly and contemptuously denied, "It's impossible! There is no such powerful wizard in the world!"

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Looking at the postures of the two people, Charlie was slightly stunned at first, and then he seemed to understand something, and his eyes towards each other began to become gradually weird.

"So... do you know what you are doing now?" He stood next to the interrogation chair, looked at Steve, and couldn't help but confirm.

"I know." Steve finally replied, with no trace of confusion in his words.

"This is my personal behavior, not directed by anyone, nor approved by anyone!"

Charlie looked at the other person carefully, as if he knew him from top to bottom all over again.

He suddenly felt that this guy was a pitiful person...no matter from any angle, he was a pitiful guy.

"Do you know...even if you really get the truth, nothing will happen to me?"

Charlie seemed to want to persuade this guy, and even asked directly without denying what he had done to a certain extent.

Steve was silent. The original flame of persistence in his eyes seemed to tremble a little, but soon he shook his head.

He didn't look at Charlie anymore, but lowered his head, as if to convince himself.

"I'm just doing the justice that an Auror should uphold... As for what will happen in the future, that's not a question I should consider."

"All right……"

Charlie's voice sounded a little regretful.

While the two of them were talking, the wizard brought in by Steve was already ready.

He held the wand in his hand and walked eagerly in the direction of Charlie, with a smile that seemed to be determined to win at the corner of his mouth.

"Then... let me teach you a lesson."

Charlie shook his head, and as he spoke, he calmly rolled up his sleeves, revealing a forearm covered with scars under the sleeve.

"No matter what you are pursuing, you must have capital...power, money, power, these are your tickets...Do you think you can pursue justice without caring about anything?"

As he spoke, his eyes began to narrow slightly, and his palms began to be faintly covered by an invisible force.

"In fact, let alone justice, until now, you are not even qualified to obtain the truth——"

After the words fell, the wizard just raised his wand, opened his mouth, and was about to recite the spell when Charlie started to move.

"Expelliarmus!!"

The next moment he raised his arm, a red light instantly gathered and coiled, covering his palm perfectly in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, the bright red light chain was thrown out by Charlie and hit the wizard's wand directly.

"Uh-huh!!!"

The moment the light chain came into contact with the wand, the wizard felt an extremely powerful pulling force coming from his hand. Before he could react, the next second, the wand in his hand flew out, spinning in mid-air, and landed.

into the hands of Charlie.

For a moment, the whole place was silent. No matter it was the wizard or Steve, there was no sound at this moment.

They stared wide-eyed at the bright red light and wand attached to Charlie's hand. For a moment, they seemed to be silenced and froze in place.

Steve suddenly felt that his whole body was hit by an electric current, and goosebumps instantly spread all over his body.

He hurriedly took out his wand and pointed it at Charlie subconsciously, but from the beads of sweat flowing down his forehead and the faintly shocked eyes, it could be seen that he was far from as determined as he was at the beginning.

"You are...how did you do it?"

His Adam's apple moved up and down, and he stared at Charlie, who was still downplaying.

It was only at this moment that he seemed to realize what the "powerful" marked in the information about him meant.

"So I said..."

Charlie glanced at the dirty wand in his hand with some disgust and continued.

"When you don't even have the most basic admission ticket, you dare to stand in front of an enemy you don't understand and ask him for the so-called truth and the so-called justice. Isn't it ridiculous?"

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Not long after, the director of the Major Crime Investigation Department hurriedly arrived with the assembled Aurors.

"Steuf!!!! What the hell are you doing!!! Give me quickly——"

When the door to the interrogation room was kicked open, the director of the Major Case Investigation Department holding a wand rushed in while cursing angrily. When he looked around at the situation in front of him, the angry roars suddenly stopped.

I saw that in the interrogation room at this moment, only Charlie was still standing there...

As for Steve and the wizard he brought in, they were all lying on the ground, life and death unknown, motionless...

"Don't worry... I just fainted. I will wake up after a few hours."

Charlie said calmly, put down the sleeves he had just rolled up, and slowly walked to the old man at the door.

He patted the old man's shoulder and said softly

"Sorry...borrowed it."

Then, under the watchful eyes of all the Aurors, he calmly stepped out of the interrogation room.