Harry Potter: Charlie and the Candy Factory

After all, there is nothing more.

Russell closed the notebook and walked with Charlie towards the vending machine testing location.

The two walked out of the office, went straight down the stairs, and finally left the main building of Charlie Candy Factory and walked on the path leading to the R&D base.

As he was walking, suddenly, there was a faint sound not far away, which reached Charlie's ears.

"Yes, don't be in a hurry, slow down!"

It was a hoarse and rough voice, with a bit of unobvious relief and joy, which made him feel inexplicably familiar. After a moment of identification, Charlie recognized the owner of the voice - it was Chafucha, that person.

One of the elves who initially followed him was also Dabu's father.

Along with that sound, there was a staggering muffled sound like a wooden stick hitting the ground, and a slightly childish voice in comparison.

"Don't worry! I feel like I've adapted. It won't take long to be able to walk by myself without support!" The words contained the youthful vigor, optimism and tenacity. This time, there was almost no need to recognize Charlie.

It’s already clear.

He stopped unconsciously, turned his head, and cast his gaze in the direction of the sound, which was the location of the medical room.

He raised his eyebrows, suddenly seemed to remember something, lowered his head, looked at Russell beside him and asked softly

"Is that Dabu? He can get out of bed?"

"Yes, Master Charlie."

After hearing Charlie's words, Russell's eyes brightened subconsciously. He grinned and nodded in response. Then he continued.

"Dab is a young guy with amazing physical fitness. I originally thought that with such a serious injury, he would need to stay in bed for at least another month. But as a result, he was already injured at just eight or nine days old.

I can force myself to sit up from the bed! And now, with the support of Chafucha and Nicole, I can even start to walk with the prosthesis. Although my walking is not very smooth, I am slowly getting used to it."

After saying this, Russell couldn't help sniffing his nose, and his eyes could not help but feel sour. Then he sighed sincerely.

"To be honest, I feel that within a few days, this young man will be able to bounce around again!"

Hearing this, Charlie couldn't help but nodded. He took a deep breath, and his eyes couldn't help but shine with a bit of relief. He couldn't help but sigh.

"As long as he doesn't collapse, this child's future will be limitless."

Suddenly, Charlie's heart moved and he continued

"Originally, I planned to wait until later to see how Dabu was doing, but now that I meet him here, it's a good chance."

"Are you going to see that child?" Russell quickly raised his head and asked.

Charlie nodded, without saying anything else, he changed direction and walked towards the medical room from the fork in the path.

Seeing Charlie move, Russell nodded and quickly followed.

Not long after, the path under their feet had come to an end. The two of them turned a corner and soon saw Chafucha, who was carefully supporting Dabu from the open space in front of the medical room, not daring to relax at all.

That look made him much more cautious than when he was dueling with wizards during the war.

Looking at his old subordinates, Charlie couldn't help but feel a little touched in his eyes.

He could vaguely feel that Chafucha was at least ten years older than when he saw him more than ten days ago...

Even according to the elf's lifespan of two hundred years, he is only in his prime, but the expression on his face is full of vicissitudes of life.

Charlie can understand this... After all, for any father, seeing his originally healthy and lively child being destroyed like this is a heartbreaking thing.

There is no doubt that if there is a magic in the world that can transfer the trauma on Dabu, then he will definitely choose to bear the pain on behalf of his son without hesitation.

After taking a deep breath, Charlie's eyes shifted from Chafucha to Dabu again.

Sure enough, as Russell said, Dabu's recovery speed is really surprising. In just a few days, the originally hideous wounds on his body have healed a lot. Although they are still wrapped in gauze, there is no longer any trace of them.

Blood oozes.

The calf that was originally severed has been replaced with a prosthetic leg cut out of wood.

Now, with the support of my father, I have begun to adapt to walking.

The color on his face returned a bit, and his eyes were still as bright as when Charlie first saw him.

His mouth was slightly open, and he was panting slightly. There were still some crystal beads of sweat hanging on his forehead. It looked like he had been walking here for a long time.

Charlie stopped again and looked at the figures of the two people under the bright sunshine. His heart, which he thought he had let go, became heavy again. He pursed his lips, not knowing what he was thinking in his mind for a while.

Russell was still following Charlie. Seeing that the other party had stopped, he naturally stopped as well.

He raised his head and looked at Charlie's trance-like eyes and slightly pursed lips. As a servant who had taken care of him for nearly ten years, he could naturally understand what Charlie was thinking at this moment.

Then he didn't speak, but lowered his head, moved his feet slightly, and kicked up a small stone.

"Gulu Gulu Gulu..." The stone rolled against the ground for a while, and finally rolled in front of Dabu who was concentrating on practicing his steps.

Dabu was stunned for a moment, and then stopped subconsciously. He raised his head and looked in the direction of the rolling stone. Suddenly, Charlie and Russell came into view.

"Mr. Black!!"

In an instant, Dabu's expression changed from confusion to surprise, and then from surprise to undisguised surprise.

Along with his shouting, Chavcha also raised his head and saw Charlie standing there not far away, and he didn't know how long he had been there.

His eyes also shone with light. Although he didn't express it directly like his own child, he still grinned and nodded respectfully.

"Mr. Black."

At the same time, Charlie also interrupted the thoughts in his mind, came back to his senses, looked at the two of them, his expression relaxed, and he showed a real smile.

"Morning, Chavcha, Dabu."

As he spoke, Charlie did not pause, but took steps forward, walked to Dabu, stretched out his hand, patted his shoulder, and asked softly

"How are you recovering, my dear boy?"

"Don't worry! Nothing will happen!"

It seemed that because of seeing Charlie, Dabu's expression turned slightly red. He nodded without hesitation, then eagerly raised his prosthetic leg, and continued to answer with a proud face.

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"I've almost learned to walk with this thing! Although it seems difficult, but if you try it slowly, it's actually no different than before. I feel that it won't take long before I can be the same as before."

Listening to Dabu's answer, Charlie couldn't help feeling a soreness in his nose, but he still didn't show it in front of Dabu.

"Don't worry... After a few days, when you fully recover, I will let you follow Russell and become his assistant, and start trying to get involved in the business of the factory... and also help him share the pressure."