Harry Potter: Charlie and the Candy Factory

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"Sela...are you sure you don't want to think about it?"

In the office of the director of the Major Crime Investigation Department, the old man held a thin resignation report in both hands, frowning slightly.

After reading it all from top to bottom, he finally sighed quietly, raised his eyes, looked at Sierra Stewart who had changed into a casual outfit in front of him, and couldn't help but persuade her.

"No."

Sierra shook her head decisively and blurted out a brief refusal. The expression on her face did not change at all, and there was still a bit of youthful stubbornness between her eyebrows.

It can be seen that, standing here now, saying this to the other party, Sierra has probably thought about it for a long time...

And all this was seen in the old man's eyes. Even though he was an old man, he could vaguely feel that the other party's departure seemed to be a foregone conclusion.

However, the unwillingness in his heart still made him speak to comfort him again, hoping to make the other party change his mind.

After all, the surname Stewart does not represent an ordinary meaning in the American wizarding world.

Although they rarely appear in public, when this surname is mentioned, almost all American wizards will show respect for the first time. They have truly transcended the original class framework and stand proudly at the top of the pyramid from the perspective of "name"

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Even Antonio, the chairman of the Magic Congress, would bow and sincerely greet John Stewart, the father of Sierra Stewart, to show respect for him.

As for the reason... it's also very simple, because they are the descendants of Aesop Ther - the only nobles on this barren American continent and the actual owners of Ilvermorny Magic School!

Originally, as the director of the Major Crime Investigation Division, the old man's idea was to use Sierra Stewart's relationship to get in touch with John Stewart, and successfully turn it into his own political bargaining chip, dreaming of being able to move up the ranks before retiring.

Try again, successfully break through that boundary, and become another group of people who have obtained the "ticket."

However, what people didn't expect was that his plan had just been prepared and before it officially started, Sierra Stewart had already thrown her resignation letter in his face and cruelly told herself that she was going to resign...

The old man forced a somewhat stiff smile on his face, and then said dryly

"...On the day you joined the job, you told me that becoming an Auror was your lifelong dream. You have been eager for this job since you were a child, and you have been working hard for it until now! As a result, now, you have just joined the job.

After half a year, you told me that you want to resign?"

He tried hard to open his somewhat dim eyes, trying to see some different changes in the other person's face. However, there was no... The stubbornness was still there, and the determination in his eyes had not faded at all.

"..." The old man swallowed, his heart sank deeper and deeper, and he fell into the abyss.

"Aren't you really going to think about it?" When he said this, there was even a hint of prayer in his tone.

"No -" Sierra shook her head decisively, then turned and walked towards the door, unwilling to waste words with the other party.

"Actually, I think there is a high probability that I am not suitable to be an Auror. Because it may be somewhat different from what I originally imagined... I'm sorry, Director, my dad is still waiting for me outside, I'll withdraw first.

Already."

As he spoke, Sierra opened the door to the director's office, and then waved to the old man without looking back.

"I wish your business will get better and better."

With a sound of "Peng!", the door closed, leaving only the old man staring blankly at the door in the office.

There was a long silence all around.

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After walking out of that office, Sierra felt a lot more relaxed.

Humming a song in her mouth, she ran out of the Magic Congress building with brisk steps.

This time, she never looked at the big clock hanging in the hall, not even paying it any attention from the corner of her eye.

"How about it, have you had enough fun?"

In a black car on the road in front of the building, a middle-aged man with an elegant and easy-going face turned his head and looked at Sera who got into the car with a fond look on his face.

"Enough fun!"

After the car door closed, Sierra lay down on the back seat, buried her head in her arms, and answered in a muffled voice.

"Let's go back when we've had enough fun..."

Not surprised, the man turned back, turned the car key, and started it.

"Actually, when you first told me that you wanted to be an Auror, I already guessed that such a day would come. Otherwise, do you think why our family has not entered politics for so many years?"

As he spoke, he shook his head as if with emotion.

"It's good that you can see clearly now! I thought it would take you five or six years, but I didn't expect it to happen so quickly. You are worthy of being my daughter."

"It's so annoying, Dad! Stop talking about this!!"

Sera became a little angry when she was told that. She raised her head suddenly and shouted to John Stewart in front of her.

"Ok, ok..." John shrugged, glanced at his daughter's condition in the rearview mirror, and wisely did not continue, but changed the topic.

"After returning to Ilvermorny, you will first become a professor. You decide what you want to teach. In a few years, Keti, the principal of Thunderbird College, will retire, and you will take over his position!"

Sierra didn't speak, and continued to bury her head in her arms as she was so angry that she didn't know what she was thinking.

"Then..." John continued. He rubbed his stubbled chin, and a smile couldn't help but appear on his face, as if he was anticipating the beauty of his future life.

"When I retire, you will take over my position and officially become the principal of Ilvermorny! Then I can take a break."

While John was still driving the car and couldn't help but think about the beautiful life in the future, Sierra's voice suddenly came from behind.

"...I want to go to the British wizarding world."

"Squeak——"

The car stopped sharply on the road, and John suddenly turned half of his body, looking at his baby daughter with wide eyes, the look on his face gradually turned into disbelief.

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"That's it...I'll leave first."

At the entrance of the candy factory, Ryan looked at Charlie and Russell in front of him, with a smile on his face, nodded and gestured.

Charlie felt a little emotional. He took a step forward, opened his arms suddenly, took the other person into his arms, and gave him a big hug.

Patting Ryan's back hard with both hands, Charlie asked sincerely.

"Thank you, you have done me a big favor again. How can I thank you..."

"Actually, to be honest...I have been interested in your car a long time ago——"

Ryan was not too surprised by Charlie's actions. He also patted Charlie, and then whispered in his ear with a hint of joking.

As soon as these words came out, the original emotion on Charlie's face suddenly disappeared. He loosened his arms that tightly held Ryan, took two steps back, and looked at the other party with a wary face.

"I knew it! You have always had evil intentions towards my car. Let me tell you, I spent a lot of energy on it! Even if you say that you want to increase your dealership authority by a few points, I will agree.

Only this one is not available at the door."

Ryan immediately curled his lips and looked at Charlie with disgust, then reached out and took out a cigarette from his pocket, put it in his mouth, and said angrily

"Who cares!"

Even so, when he turned around and looked at the car behind Charlie, he still couldn't help but smack the filter in his mouth with envy.

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"No more nonsense! I'm leaving. Just call me if you need anything later!"

Soon, Ryan withdrew his gaze and returned to Charlie again.

He lit up the cigarette, took a deep breath, waved to Charlie, then turned around, left the factory, and walked into the crowd on the street.

Watching the other party's leaving figure, Charlie couldn't help but take a deep breath. His emotion was a little deeper.

After the other party's figure disappeared, he finally withdrew his gaze and returned to Russell beside him.

"Thank you for your hard work, Russell!" Charlie smiled, leaned over and patted Russell on the shoulder, saying softly

"It's not hard, everything is what Russell should do!!"

Russell straightened his back, held his head high and responded loudly. Although he said this, his ears that kept flapping and the smile that was almost uncontrollable at the corners of his mouth still made Charlie easily see that he was being praised at this moment.

of joy.

In this way, Ryan left, and the door of the factory was closed. Charlie and Russell returned to their long-awaited office.

Sitting on the familiar office chair, he couldn't help feeling filled with emotions for a moment.

Looking at the neat desk, it was still as spotless as before he left. Charlie knew that although he didn't say it, Ryan must be meticulously protecting everything in this office. It was not because of Charlie's words.

Just do it really boldly.

And this is also the reason why Charlie trusts Ryan. His trust in him not only comes from the bond of blood, but also from the character and attitude that he has shown faintly since childhood.

"alright……"

Thinking of this, Charlie shook his head slightly, pulled himself out of his thoughts, and looked at Russell standing in front of him again.

"Let's start, tell me what happened in the past ten days."

It seemed that it had been a long time since he had done any reporting work with Charlie, and he was slightly excited at this moment.

Still holding the small book, he waited eagerly. After hearing what Charlie said, his eyes suddenly lit up.

He nodded, stopped talking too much, and began to flip through his notebook skillfully. Like a treasure trove, he told Charlie everything about the past few days in detail.

"Research on snow lemons has made a major breakthrough! According to the formula table, Tika conducted hundreds of experiments, and finally succeeded in improving the quality while retaining the taste... Although it is still a bit unstable,

But he said it can be completely completed before Christmas!"

"Two of the production lines had a slight malfunction some time ago, but it was quickly repaired and no serious accidents occurred."

"Honeydukes has agreed to use separate shelves for Charlie's candy and put it in the most conspicuous place..."

"Wacky exploding candy or..."

"Umbridge a few days ago..."

"The production of wine-centered Bingmei Sweet Candy has been..."

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Charlie lowered his head, listening to Russell's report, leaning on the table with his elbows, stroking the ring and thinking.

Suddenly, Russell's report paused.

"By the way! Mr. Charlie... Principal Albus Dumbledore sent a letter not long after you left."

As he spoke, he took out an envelope from his notebook, stepped forward, and placed it neatly on Charlie's desk.

"Because you were not here, no one dared to open it. In order to prevent any mistakes, Russell wrote a letter to Principal Dumbledore without authorization and explained to him your trip to the wizarding world in the United States."

Charlie took the letter and looked at the phoenix symbol spreading its wings on the fire seal. He couldn't help but smile, and then asked casually

"Has Principal Dumbledore replied to your message?"

"Back!" Russell sounded very happy. He nodded, quickly took out another letter from the notebook, showed it to Charlie, and said

"Headmaster Dumbledore is such a humble and good man. Even in his reply to me, he said thank you! Thank you for telling him the news, and then said it doesn't matter. He won't open the letter again when you come back.

in a hurry."

After saying that, he carefully put the piece of letter paper back into his notebook. It seemed that he planned to keep it.

Listening to Russell's words, Charlie was not surprised. The more capable people are, the more humble they are. It is often those guys who are good for nothing who hold their heads high and try to show their authority in this way.

The state of Albus Dumbledore is far beyond the comprehension of ordinary wizards...

He nodded, opened the envelope casually, took out the letter inside, flattened it, and read it carefully.

The letter was very short, and apart from the usual pleasantries, there was not much content.

I read it in one breath, and it didn’t even take a minute.

Soon, he put down the letter, watched it fly up lightly, folded it in mid-air, and then returned to the envelope.

Charlie's eyes flickered for a while, and he fell into thinking.

After another period of thinking, he raised his head and asked Russell

"What about the batch of automatic candy vending machines we have been studying before?"

Russell was stunned for a moment, then quickly opened his notebook and found the relevant records.

"In fact, it has been completed! And it has been tested. We specially bombarded it with high-standard magic for ten consecutive minutes, and the experimental results were successful! It has reached the conditions that can be officially put into the magic world."

"Great." Charlie nodded and stood up from his seat.

"Let's go! Let's go take a look... If it's true as you said, then it won't be long before we can officially start the first batch of releases at Hogwarts."