Harry Potter: Charlie and the Candy Factory

Even if the murderer is dead, the damage has been done after all. He cannot disappear with the sinful ending of the Blind Pig Bar. He will only continue to follow Dabu. Like a maggot attached to a bone, he will always be with him.

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After briefly chatting with Chafucha and Dabu, Charlie stopped disturbing them too much. Leaning against the wall, looking at the happy young man playing not far away, he couldn't help but let out a sigh.

But soon, Charlie shook his head again, took a deep breath, and regained his composure.

After all, things have already happened, and no matter what happens, it is impossible to turn back the clock and go back to the beginning of everything.

As the helmsman of the entire factory, it is impossible for me to put all my heart on this matter. Instead of doing this, it is better to raise my head and continue to look forward. At least everything is developing in a good direction.

"Let's go, Russell!"

Not staying any longer, Charlie's eyes flickered a little.

He tugged on his collar, and after taking one last deep look at Dabu who was smiling happily not far away, he turned his head and walked towards the originally set destination.

After hearing this, he saw that the original entanglement and melancholy in Charlie's eyes disappeared, and he became as firm and confident as he was familiar with again. Russell couldn't help but secretly breathed a sigh of relief, nodded quickly, and followed Charlie's pace.

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Soon after…

Dumbledore stood at the gate of Hogwarts, looking at the wooden boxes that were packed one by one and stacked together to form a hill, and he couldn't help but fell into some kind of thinking...

Soon, from behind the pile of wooden boxes, an elf wearing a work uniform from Charlie's Candy Factory ran out with two short legs.

He stood in front of Dumbledore, with a bright smile on his face, and stretched out his right hand eagerly.

Dumbledore smiled and didn't say much. He slowly bent down, raised his hand and shook it in a formal manner.

"Hello! Dear Principal Albus Dumbledore!" The elf spoke. He opened his mouth, and the slightest hint of excitement could be heard in his slightly high-pitched voice. His face also rose slightly.

Red, those huge eyes are emitting a strange light...

"Sure enough! What Mr. Russell said is not wrong! You are really as amiable and kind to others as the rumors say!"

After listening to his words, Dumbledore's thick and white eyebrows were raised slightly, showing a somewhat surprised expression.

Subconsciously, he began to recall the "Russell" mentioned by the other party. Soon, he remembered that the owner of this name seemed to have exchanged letters with him not long ago, specifically telling him that Charlie was not in the factory at this time.

Among them, he ran away to the American wizarding world.

With this thought, the surprise in his eyes turned into understanding. So he continued to ask softly

"Thank you for the compliment...my dear friend. How should I call you?"

Hearing that Dumbledore wanted to know his name, the elf was even more excited.

He took out the palm that was originally holding the opponent's hand, patted his somewhat dry chest, and introduced happily

"Dada, Principal Dumbledore! My name is Dada! I am an elf in the R&D department of the candy factory and the main person in charge of the candy vending machine project."

"So...Dada, are these behind you the candy vending machines specially sent by Charlie?"

After listening to Dada's words, Dumbledore nodded, straightened up, and returned his gaze to the pile of boxes. With a bit of curiosity, he asked the question he wanted to ask the most.

"That's right! Principal Dumbledore!"

Dada responded with some pride, then took a few steps back, jumped lightly, pulled out an unstacked box, and deftly unpacked it, revealing the brand new machine inside. .

The moment he saw the machine, even Dumbledore's eyes couldn't help but light up. Under his thick beard, it was difficult to hide the change in his expression at this time.

To be honest, at this age, I have spent more than a century as Dumbledore and experienced countless stories. Although my child-like active and innocent character has never changed, if I say There are very few things that can really make him interested. Except for the vague anticipation that will arise in his heart every time a new candy sent by Charlie is about to be tasted in his mouth, it is rare to have such things on weekdays. What other changes.

But now, looking at this novel thing that he had never seen before, Dumbledore didn't hesitate to admit that he seemed to have regained a bit of the eagerness he once had.

The square candy vending machine was uniformly painted in bright white. The abbreviation and logo of Charlie Candy were printed on the side.

At the front is a piece of crystal clear glass. Behind the glass, rows of shelves are divided into small grids. Under the grids, the name of the candy corresponding to each grid is clearly marked.

However, because they have not yet been officially launched, these machines are empty and no candies are placed there.

Even so, Dumbledore felt that he could also imagine what it would be like when it was really filled with colorful candies in every neat grid.

"Perhaps..." Dumbledore couldn't help but said, "I feel that after so many candy vending machines are installed throughout the school, one can be spared to be placed in the principal's office."

Of course, Dumbledore's words were just a small joke for himself. He did not really think that he could place a machine in the principal's office for his own use only.

However, what he didn't expect was that after listening to his words, Dada carefully took out a well-folded list from his pants pocket with a serious look on his face.

This was specially given to him by Russell before he went to Hogwarts. On it was written the location of these vending machines. Since it was decided by Charlie himself, the markings on it were meticulous and even accurate to a certain location. At the corner, above a certain corridor.

"Wait a minute, Principal Dumbledore, let me take a look..." Dada said as he quickly unfolded the list and scanned the corresponding number of each machine from top to bottom. .

"Machine No. 1 is in the Hufflepuff Common Room... Machine No. 2 is at the door of the cafeteria... Machine No. 3 is in the Great Hall."

"...No. 7 is the Slytherin lounge, and No. 8 is under the portrait of the weird old man with a long beard next to the potions classroom in the corridor on the second floor."

"...The 15th...the 15th is...aha! I said, I must remember this." After reading this, Dada's eyes suddenly lit up, and then he was happy again

Look at Dumbledore, and then show the list in his hand specifically to the other party.

"Look, Principal Dumbledore! Machine No. 9 is placed in the principal's office, and Mr. Charlie specially drew a red horizontal line under No. 15!"

"What?"

Upon hearing this, Dumbledore's original expression became even more surprised, so he walked forward and carefully took the clearly marked list from Dada's hand. He examined it carefully.

After that, I couldn't help but smile a little bit.

Although he is not in business like Charlie, his extraordinary wisdom still allows him to see that the locations of the vending machines marked by Charlie belong to the type of large-scale movement of people.

, or has its own location with a stable customer base. Only the last one is directly different from the others and is placed in my own office.

He almost didn't need to think much, and he immediately understood that this was Charlie expressing his care for him as a student.

He didn't push too much, after all, Charlie usually mailed some candies to him from time to time.

It can be said that since his student opened a candy factory, he has never spent any money on candy, and he even makes a lot of money every month, which he gives to some other professors.

This time, it was just a different approach, and Dumbledore was already used to it.

So, just nodded, Dumbledore handed the list back to Dada's hands, and said warmly

"When you go back, please express my gratitude to Charlie for me and thank him for his kindness."

Taking the list, Dada carefully folded it and put it back into his pocket, then smiled and said

"If I go back... I probably won't be able to do anything about it during this time."

Then he turned sideways and pointed at the boxes stacked into a hill behind him.

"Although after modification, these candy vending machines can use magic to replace the troublesome circuits in the original Muggle world. But after all, it is the first time to put it into operation, so many places still need to be debugged and later maintained.

Do it often."

Hearing this, Dumbledore couldn't help but understand and nodded.

He took out a candy he carried with him from his pocket, stuffed it into his mouth, and said with a smile

"In that case, I will find time to write him another letter."

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Soon, as the first candy vending machine began to be installed in Hogwarts, the little wizards in the whole school seemed to explode.

People have accurately received this news.

In the Hufflepuff boys' lounge, a group of Hufflepuff badgers in yellow uniforms were all gathered together at this moment. The light in their eyes was like substance. They all pursed their small mouths and looked at the squatting figures meticulously.

Dada was constantly tinkering and adjusting next to the huge machine.

We are waiting with great anticipation for the successful installation of the first machine.

Occasionally, there were a few students who couldn't restrain their excitement and whispered among the crowd, but were soon interrupted by people around them.

They made a silent gesture to the speaker with serious faces, fearing that these few words would delay Dada, who was concentrating on his work in the crowd, and lead to some unexpected mistakes.

In this way, the originally noisy and lively lounge unexpectedly reached a strange calm.

Filch leaned against the door connecting the external exit of the lounge, folded his arms and curled his lips, obviously expressing his disdain for a group of young wizards who had little knowledge.

When he thought that this thing was the product of Charlie Black, that devil, he couldn't help but get goosebumps all over his body. If Principal Dumbledore hadn't told him that the devil didn't come this time and asked him to maintain order at the installation site, he would have

I wish I could run farther!

Who knows, what Charlie Black will do in this candy vending machine? Maybe it's a dead toad, maybe it's a bunch of dense spiders, or maybe it's even some special magic potion that can harm people invisibly?!

Every time he thought about it, he couldn't help but shudder, and his heart was beating like a subconscious "bang bang bang".

Finally, under Filch's continuous thoughts, Dada, who was constantly tinkering with the machine, took a long breath, took a handkerchief handed over by an unknown little wizard, and wiped the sweat off his head.

After wiping it, he stood up, faced the group of young wizards, and grinned with a sense of accomplishment.

"Okay!!! Debugging completed!!!"

This sentence was like a switch, and the little wizards, who had been waiting for who knew how long, cheered enthusiastically.

“oohh!!!!”

Not letting them wait any longer, Dada turned half sideways and put his hand on the button with "replenishment" engraved next to the vending machine.

"Peng!" was heard, and as he clapped his hands hard, behind the glass, the originally empty grids began to faintly sway, and flashed with light. The next moment, all the colorful and dazzling candies suddenly filled all the spaces.

Filled to the brim.

From left to right, classic Charlie brand chocolates, various flavors of fruit gummies, as well as the best-selling iced plum candies, peanut butter-filled halva candies, and the first-ever violet candies are all in sight.

Even the little wizards who were still cheering couldn't help but be suffocated by the scene that almost encompassed the entirety of Charlie's Candy Factory since its inception.

Even Filch, who looked disdainful, couldn't help but subconsciously widen his eyes, his eyes filled with disbelief.

"Now, it belongs to you!" After Dada's words fell, all the little wizards fell into restlessness for a while. Compared with the original quietness, it is no exaggeration to say that it was a direct change of a hundred times.

Eighty degrees!!

"Hurry up!!! Let me be the first!!"

“I want to eat licorice sticks!!”

"chocolate!!!!"

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The students crowded around one by one, almost trying their best to squeeze towards the candy vending machine. Often, the students who had just finished buying the candy would be "given away" by the crowd before they could even count the candy in their hands.

From the innermost circle to the outer circle, the scene can be said to have reached an unprecedented state of chaos.

It was only at this moment that Filch, who was still looking at the vending machine in surprise, realized his mission. He quickly pulled out the students who were about to rush inside one by one, and shouted at the top of his lungs.

"Order!!!! Pay attention to order!!! Do you want to write a review??"

However, the originally invincible threat lost its due effect at this moment.

After all, what Filch has to face now is not a single student, but a group of students. At this time, how can he know which one is which? It is impossible to punish them all together anyway!

Under such a mentality, the little badgers of Hufflepuff were united tightly. Not only did no one pay attention to Filch, but a few naughty guys took advantage of the chaos and came hard on his ass.

Feet, and then squeezed back into the crowd with satisfaction, then brushed off his clothes and hid his merit and fame.

Dada, who had barely squeezed out of the "riot", stood in a place where he would not be affected, looking at the scene in front of him with some disbelief.

His fists tightened, as if he had seen the candy vending machines developed and improved by himself spread all over the magical world not long after, and he couldn't help but murmured:

"As expected of Mr. Charlie!!!"