Harry Potter: Charlie and the Candy Factory

"Mr. Charlie...I'm so sorry, I really didn't know this would happen!"

Charlie walked gently along the corridor, walking forward.

As for the director, the old man followed closely beside him, always not more than half a step behind.

There was a flattering and flattering smile on his old face, and he bowed slightly, just like what he wanted Steve to do at first... except now, he did it himself.

Charlie's smile lingered on his lips and his eyes narrowed slightly.

It seems that because I stayed in that dim environment for too long, I didn't get used to the light outside.

He listened to the old man's words, but did not answer or say anything more. Instead, he asked

"Um... Steve, what kind of punishment will he receive?"

Listening to Charlie's words, the old man was awe-struck for a moment, and with almost twelve points of energy, he answered carefully.

"Colluding with dark wizards, using Legilimency privately, ignoring orders from superiors, and abusing his power... I plan to dismiss him first and then put him in prison."

After he finished speaking, he raised his head and looked at Charlie's face, trying to see any changes in his face.

It's a pity that he was disappointed. Charlie always looked calm with a smile... No matter he entered the interrogation room or came out of it, it never seemed to change.

For a moment, the old man couldn't help but feel a little nervous, and he quickly added in a low voice

"Perhaps...what do you think should be appropriate?"

Charlie raised his eyebrows, and he couldn't help but pause when he was moving forward. He looked with some surprise at the director of the Major Case Investigation Department who was half a step behind him.

He pondered for a moment, and opened his narrowed eyes for a while, but finally shook his head lightly with some emotion, neither saying that he wanted to punish deliberately, nor that he wanted to forgive.

Charlie actually didn't have much feelings for Steve.

Apart from the pity just now, there were no other excessive emotions.

After all, just as the old man said in the office... Compared with Charlie, Steve is undoubtedly the ant that can be easily crushed from any angle.

Under this extremely unequal status situation, to be honest, it is difficult to make him feel much moved.

"Well……"

The old man waited for a while, but when he saw that Charlie did not speak, the expression on his face changed a bit, but soon he recovered.

His eyes flashed a little, he nodded, and answered in a low voice.

"Okay, Mr. Black."

After saying this, the two of them stopped communicating and just continued to walk forward. A group of Aurors were still standing at the door of the interrogation room, escorting the two of them who had fallen asleep, Stuff, who didn't know what to do.

Cuo looked at each other in confusion.…………………………………………

In the highest-level conference room of the Magic Congress, located in the center, next to the spacious and exquisite conference table, the twelve seats that represent the supreme power of the entire American wizarding world, it is rare that there is no vacancy at this moment.

They were noisy, noisy, and their words were either fierce or hesitant. Some were even so excited that they stood up from their seats, blushing, and sprayed spit with the people opposite them.

As a result, the conference room that originally symbolized power and dignity has turned into a chaotic scene like a vegetable market, without any trace of civilization or grace.

If you just looked at this scene, I believe no one would have thought that these guys who were so noisy that they almost took action directly were the highest-ranking figures in the entire Magic Congress and even the American wizarding world - congressmen.

Different from the British Ministry of Magic, there is a simple and clear position division like the director below the minister, and the director below the director.

The Magical Congress has made some changes to the system already established by the Ministry of Magic.

Here, the position of the minister was removed and replaced by the chairman, and the rights that originally belonged to the minister were divided into twelve parts and handed over to the chairman and each member of the parliament.

Every time when the top level needs to make a ruling, the members will gather together, led by the chairman, have a heated debate, and finally make a decision...

In fact, at the very beginning, when the Magical Congress was founded, this was a way to prevent the abuse of rights and consider the principle of mutual checks and balances.

However, the twelve Aurors who founded the Magical Congress at that time would never have imagined...

Hundreds of years later, when capital woke up, turned into a scourge, and began to use all means to infiltrate its influence into it, this pure and flawless parliamentarian system, which symbolized fairness and justice, was completely eroded and became more and more corrupt.

distorted, thus losing its original meaning.

Until now, at every meeting, the discussion about whether a decision is passed or not is no longer about whether it is correct and whether it can serve the American wizarding community.

It's about whether we can provide better resources to the wealthy businessmen behind the members, so that they can more easily extract as much benefit as possible.

On the main seat, Antonio, who is the president of the Magic Congress, is drooping his eyelids at this moment.

He pursed his lips, lowered his head and looked quietly at his cup of black tea, which was slightly rippled by the vibration of the conference table.

Watching his own face reflected on the liquid surface of the black tea, it was shattered by the waves.

Although the congressmen sitting around the conference table were noisy and blushing, he seemed to turn a deaf ear and had no intention of paying attention.

He was just sorting out his thoughts and thinking about the issues he should consider.

Compared with those congressmen who can live a good life just by being a "puppet", Antonio needs to think about much more things...

The original game between the wealthy businessmen headed by Mueller and the Magic Congress has just begun to see-saw and test. In the only few rounds of negotiations, neither side has made a formal effort. All they want is to slow down.

Slowly test the other person's true thoughts and respond accordingly.

However, just as the atmosphere was getting more and more familiar, the British Ministry of Magic, an outsider, suddenly broke in and completely muddied the waters without explanation.

This forced Antonio to end the game early and reluctantly released Charlie Black as a sign of weakness.

So in this case, can the interests of the Magical Congress be further expanded between the two? Is the attitude of the British Ministry of Magic really as tough as they show... Questions one by one were in his mind.

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Antonio put his elbows on the table, crossed his fingers in mid-air, and kept rubbing them as his thoughts became complicated...

I don’t know how long it took... Just as the members of Congress were gearing up and the atmosphere was getting more and more tense, there was a knock on the door of the conference room.

"Dong dong dong..." The knocking sound outside the thick wooden door was dull and weak. In such a scene, it seemed so insignificant.

However, just such a sound suddenly caused the originally noisy conference room to suddenly stop and become silent.

For a moment, everyone seemed to have been pressed on the freeze button, frozen in their original movements.

Whether they were arrogant or excited, everyone twisted their necks and looked in the direction of the door as if subconsciously.

"Okay...it looks like our guests are here."

Antonio, who had been silent, finally interrupted his original thoughts, slowly raised his head and spoke.

His voice was rich and steady. Although he spoke in a calm tone and his voice was not loud, he seemed to be born with an aura that made people awe him.

His eyes moved slowly, scanning over each member of Congress.

"Don't let the British wizards see your jokes, please sit still."

His tone of voice seemed to be coaxing a child, but it had a miraculous effect on those congressmen.

After everyone was seated, Antonio raised his head slightly and said loudly toward the door.

"Please come in——"

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The old man stood at the door, watching the door open, and then watching the young and confident figure beside him walking calmly...

But he could only lower his head carefully to express his respect for the twelve members and the chairman in the conference room.

It wasn't until the door closed and slowly closed again that the old man finally raised his head and looked at the gorgeously decorated and meaningful facade in front of him, which was carefully carved with the original founder of the Magical Congress [Twelve Aurors]. His eyes gradually became complicated.

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That door seemed to separate the two worlds. Even though it was there, it formed a gap that ordinary people could never cross. It was like a divine punishment that completely divided them...

After standing there for a long time, all the emotions came out of his chest with a faint sigh. Then, he turned around and left.

In the conference room, when the old man left, a member of the House of Representatives, led by Chairman Antonio, began a "friendly and cordial" exchange meeting with the young and promising Mr. Charlie Black.

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The conversation in the conference room didn't take long. Because everyone was smart, they all understood the rules without having to explain many things.

Charlie understood that they just wanted to see if they could make up for their losses on his side and charge more or less some interest if the Ministry of Magic intervened.

He is naturally happy about this. After all, his business will soon expand to other people's territory. In any case, it is undoubtedly a good thing to have a good relationship with the local government before that, or even form some kind of alliance.

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As you come and go, mutual interests are constantly divided and integrated, and the pace is staggeringly fast.

When a group of people were smiling and having fun and achieved a satisfactory result, the killing of more than forty people, the huge fire, and the death of Fields did not seem to be so important...

As the focus of most wizards in the American wizarding world recently, this case is naturally still very serious and egregious.

However, now, it could be a crime committed by anyone, but it would not be what Charlie did.

I believe that it won’t be long before newspapers that sell well in the American wizarding world will give out such news.

"The suspect in the case was on the way to be arrested. Due to desperate resistance from the Aurors, he was accidentally killed - the director of the Major Case Investigation Department personally made a detailed report on the matter!"

The crowd happily took away the truth, and the Magical Congress gained benefits. The businessmen defended their status, and Charlie finally achieved the purpose of his trip.

At this time, each party got what they wanted, and a big case that satisfied everyone was born.

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About half an hour later, Charlie was sent out of the Magic Congress building by Chairman Antonio himself.

At this time, Antonio had a friendly smile on his face. He put his arm around Charlie's shoulders and shook hands with him tightly for the last time at the door.

It was as if the two people had been close friends for many years.

Suddenly, Antonio raised his head and looked forward. Soon, he noticed old Mueller waiting for Charlie not far away.

Then he blinked and said to Charlie with a smile

"Look, old Mueller can't wait to pick you up, so that's it... I wish you a happy stay in the United States these few days! Don't have any bad judgment about us because of this little thing."

"Of course it's impossible... I can understand how the Magical Congress handles such incidents! It is precisely because of such a strict attitude that the American wizarding world can achieve stability and peace."

The hand that held Antonio shook it vigorously, and Charlie said this with sincerity, seriousness and a bit of admiration on his face.

Antonio raised his lips wordlessly. If he hadn't seen the other party's abilities in the conference room just now, with such a young face and superb acting skills, even he would have been deceived by him.

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Antonio left, and after nodding with old Muller who was not far away, he turned around and walked back into the building.

"How is it! Those Aurors didn't do anything to you, did they?"

Old Muller's smile was so weird but kind.

Seeing the other party walking towards him, he hurriedly welcomed Charlie back to him without even taking a step.

Then he quickly looked up and down carefully, as if an elder was caring about his child and confirming whether Charlie was in normal condition.

"Of course, everything is fine."

Charlie smiled, while walking with Mueller, nodded and said warmly

"It has been confirmed that it was a misunderstanding. Mr. Antonio solemnly expressed their apology to me."

Hearing this, Old Muller became even more happy, nodded hurriedly, and said

"I knew it should be like this! Those Aurors are really brave. I haven't encountered anything like this in so many years, and my claws suddenly became numb, and they even dared to catch you."

Speaking of this, he seemed to remember what happened when they just walked out of Magic Broadway not long ago, and couldn't help but hum.

But then he waved his hand again, and the emotion in his voice became high again.

"Okay! Let's not talk about these unhappy things! Tonight, we have prepared a banquet for you to cleanse you from the dust! It's fun!"

"We...we?" Charlie raised his eyebrows, looking a little surprised.

"Yes, we. Some of my friends, when you first came to the American wizarding world, they couldn't wait to meet you! But this happened..."

Charlie understood instantly.

－－－－－－Digression－－－－－

Okay... This chapter, my original part about the American Ministry of Magic, is over. From the next chapter, Charlie's main plot will gradually return to England, and gradually return to Harry on campus.

,Draco.

To be honest, I can finally breathe a sigh of relief.

You don't have to rack your brains to think about the direction of the plot, and you don't have to do everything possible to create those characters. You can write something that saves effort.

My original thought was whether I could break out of that structure and make a new attempt. It can be seen that this is a failed idea...

Maybe a small number of friends like it, but I guess most of them are not interested in it.

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[The level of the chapters is declining more and more.]

[The things I write now are not even worthy of two thousand collections...]

【Bala bala bala bala...】

Thanks to the friends who gave me their opinions, I will try my best to avoid doing such thankless things in the future.

Thinking about it... most of the book friends who read this book must have been attracted by the daily life in the early days. What everyone wants to read is Harry Potter and Draco... If you really want to write these

Well, then why don’t you just open a book?

Okay, that's it.

【love and peace, my dear brother.】