Harry Potter: Charlie and the Candy Factory

Sure enough, Dursley fell into despair and lost himself in the cold beer and the cheers of the crowd. He couldn't even hold on for ten minutes, so he threw away his initial defensive posture.

The suit that originally tightened around his stomach was casually thrown aside because it restricted his performance.

After he took off his tie, folded it carefully and put it back into his trouser pocket, he picked up his wine glass and began to indulge in the carnival that Charlie Black had prepared for them unscrupulously like everyone else, unable to extricate himself. .

The original stereotypes and prejudices gradually became biased in the hazy smoke and alcohol atmosphere of the Leaky Cauldron.

Perhaps since Dudley was transformed into that appearance by magic, he began to feel depressed. At this moment, he was finally released. Dursley was extremely happy and drank three large glasses of beer under the encouragement of everyone. .

At this moment, his cheeks were extremely red. While smiling boldly, he chatted and hugged a wizard next to him who also drank a lot.

The wizard told him about his various experiences in his wizarding career after graduating from Hogwarts, and he also told him about his days at Smelting Middle School, as well as how he met his wife and then got married. 's past.

Although each of them spoke vaguely, but under the high spirits of the two of them, everything seemed so harmonious.

"Hiccup...that's right."

Just as he was talking, the wizard seemed to have thought of something, burped, drunkenly squinted his eyes, looked at the brother he had just recognized, and asked.

"Vernon... you, why did you come here? I mean... who is the wizard in your family, your son?"

Dursley, who was originally in a good mood and relaxed as never before, heard the other party's words and couldn't help but come back to his senses.

For a moment, the little bastard that he hated came to mind again.

At this point, the smile on his face inevitably disappeared a bit.

Dursley obviously didn't want that little bastard to waste his happy mood at this moment.

So he shook his head first to drive that hateful figure with glasses out of his mind, then waved his hand and answered with an indifferent attitude.

"My nephew... has been fostered in our home since his parents died. I just sent him away this year and sent him to that, what... Hogwarts to study."

"Really?"

Hearing this, the wizard who originally had his eyes squinted seemed a little surprised and couldn't help but open his eyes a little.

As if he didn't hear the prevarication in Dursley's mouth, he continued:

"My son also attends Hogwarts, but he is in the second grade this year. Which house is your nephew in? If it is Gryffindor, I can ask my son to help him more."

Hearing this, Dursley couldn't help but let out a contemptuous sneer. His eyelids drooped a bit, and he drank most of the wine in the glass in one gulp.

"Don't worry about that little bastard, he's a born bad guy!"

Following the actions of those wizards, after taking a sip of wine, he spat a few mouthfuls of wine foam on the ground, and then continued.

"Our entire family has been dragged down by him. If it weren't for him, my son wouldn't be like that, and I wouldn't resign specifically for this, nor would I come to this place!"

"Haha...you, you are a little drunk."

The wizard just smiled, thinking that the other party was talking nonsense and didn't take it too seriously.

Although I didn’t understand what twists and turns and bizarre stories happened to their family, I still spoke to comfort them.

"This is not all bad... At least you are here. You know, ordinary Muggles can't even find the door to the wizarding world. And ordinary wizards can't even touch the door of Mr. Charlie Black's factory...

Only people like you who are blessed by nature have the chance to receive recruitment notices."

The wizard paused, smacked his lips, and then continued with a sigh.

"Do you know how many people envy you bunch of hateful guys? If you can become that gentleman's employee, even if you go out outside, you can stand tall and hold your head high when facing others!"

"real!?"

Dursley was stunned for a moment. The wine glass he just raised paused in mid-air for a few minutes, and then he quietly put it down again.

His eyes widened a bit, and there was some doubt in his words, "Is this job really as good as you said? Work for Charlie Black and become a member of his factory?"

"Of course!!"

The wizard shouted in agony, his voice seemed to be resentfully scolding Dursley for his ignorance, and he continued to talk to himself.

"Do you think it's easy to survive in the wizarding world? After working hard every day, you can only take home a few silver coins, and you have to worry about the impact of various emergencies.

As long as there is a little problem or bad luck, the job will be lost directly."

The wizard sighed, and continued to use his alcohol to complain about all the injustices in the wizarding world today. Even Dursley could not help but be stunned by his words.

"Is it really so miserable? But aren't you a wizard?"

He couldn't help but think of the first wizard he met many years ago, the father of what he called the little bastard, James Potter.

The bright clothes, arrogant temperament, and sometimes a bit of contempt in his eyes gave him a preconceived notion that all wizards were such bastards.

And this is the main reason why the Dursley family has always had a great dislike for this special group in the following ten years.

"Can't you... just like what was shown on TV... grab something from the hands of an unarmed ordinary person like me and get something for nothing?"

This time, it was the other party's turn to be stunned. His dark face was filled with inexplicable weirdness and astonishment.

He frowned and couldn't help looking Dursley up and down. After a long time, he spoke.

"What are you talking about!? I really don't know where you got such a big prejudice against wizards...

However, just like the ordinary people you said, I am just an ordinary person in the wizarding world.

I usually work as a magic broom salesman, but if it hadn't been for Mr. Black's recruitment notice, I probably wouldn't have had any interactions with Muggles in my life."

"is that so……"

Dursley opened his mouth, widened his glasses and looked at each other, then nodded thoughtfully and said nothing else.

After a long time, the smile finally appeared on his face again, he picked up the beer glass and knocked it heavily with the wizard next to him.

"According to what you say, working for Charlie Black can indeed be considered a good thing. This is also the only contribution that little bastard Harry Potter has made to this family. Come and drink!!"

After he finished speaking, he signaled, and was about to drink down the remaining beer in the cup. However, when he was planning to pick up another cup, he suddenly realized that following the words he just said,

The wizard friend was stunned on the spot.

"Drink, why did you stop?"

After finishing the drink, he looked at the wizard next to him. Seeing that the wizard didn't move or raise his glass, he thought he didn't respond, so he urged him again.

"What...did you just say?"

The wizard ignored Dursley's words, because at this moment, his mind was completely focused on the name he had just accidentally revealed.

"I said working for Mr. Black does count..."

Although he felt a little baffled, after all, the other party said so, Dursley could only reply, and repeated what he had just said unhurriedly.

But this time, before he finished speaking, the wizard interrupted him and stood up directly to urge him.

"Next, next sentence!"

"Gudong..." Dursley swallowed, and for some reason, he suddenly felt a little strange in his heart.

He raised his head, looked at the wizard who stood up and stared at him, and continued dryly.

"This is finally the Harry Potter one..."

"Harry Potter!!!!"

The wizard couldn't hold himself any longer. He read out the name, then stretched out his hand in disbelief and pointed at Dursley tremblingly.

"Your nephew is Harry Potter!!!"

By this time, his voice was out of control and there was no suppression at all. Even in the already chaotic and noisy atmosphere, everyone could hear this loud exclamation.

As the name spread from his mouth to the ears of everyone present, the wizards instantly stopped what they were doing and looked in the direction of the sound.

For a moment, except for those Muggles who were drunk for no apparent reason, all eyes were focused on Dursley at this moment.

Dursley's initial drunkenness was instantly wiped away, and his eyes became clear again.

Facing all the gazes, dense goose bumps appeared on his back, and beads of sweat flowed down from his forehead.

The expression on his face seemed a little stiff at this moment, but he still reluctantly turned his head and looked around, and then showed a smile that was not very good-looking.

"Did...something happen? Did my bastard nephew offend you in some way? If so, then I will definitely teach him a lesson when I go back..."

While speaking without confidence, Dursley had scolded Harry Potter hundreds of times in his heart.

He knew it! This little bastard would never bring any good luck! Even in the wizarding world, he was still extremely bad! He was disgusting to everyone.

Now, although he didn't know what serious mistake the other party had committed, he only asked these wizards to understand their justice and not to vent their anger on Harry Potter on himself...

Just when he was about to continue to curse Harry a few words to show that although he was a relative, his relationship with him was not that good.

I saw that the wizard who was sitting next to me at the beginning, that is, the wizard who called out Harry Potter's name, suddenly leaned down, grabbed Dursley's right hand with two rough hands, and shook it fiercely.

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And his face became serious and solemn, he looked into Dursley's eyes and said sincerely

"Sorry, I haven't introduced myself yet, Mr. Dursley... My name is Wilson Jordan. I really didn't expect that you would be Mr. Potter's uncle! Sorry, I'm just too excited... It's an honor for you.

I am very grateful to be able to come to the wizarding world. You raised this child and sent him to Hogwarts to study."

As he spoke, Wilson Jordan's voice became more and more trembling with excitement, until at the end, he faintly burst into tears with emotion.

"?????"

Dursley suppressed all the words he was prepared to criticize Harry Potter for doing evil things in his own home.

He sat blankly in his original position, letting Wilson shake his right hand vigorously.

Following closely behind, the remaining wizards in the distance or near the round table all moved in an instant, swarming towards Dursley's position.

"Hello, I'm Scott..."

"I'm Cheers. If possible, after Mr. Black's factory selection is over, I hope to kiss you and come to the Leaky Cauldron for another drink."

"Salute to Harry Potter's uncle! Thank him for raising our savior!!"

“Salute to you!!!”

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Dursley froze on the spot, like a puppet without strings.

Listening to the warm greetings and words of gratitude from everyone around him, his CPU suddenly shut down and he was unable to respond in any way.

I could only watch all this, subconsciously raising the wine glass in my hand, accepting the tributes from others, and seeing one wizard after another excitedly pouring the wine in their glasses into their own empty glasses. In just ten seconds,

As time passed, the beer glass that had been empty became full again.

Even though he was standing behind the counter, the bartender Old Tom lowered his head silently, took out a bottle of fine wine that he had collected for a long time from under the counter, filled a glass, walked out of the counter himself, and gave it to Dursley.

You must know that the expenses that Charlie Black so called were only for the ordinary beer bottles in the Leaky Cauldron, and did not include such treasured products.

After all, although he is rich, Charlie is not taken advantage of. The wine they drank on this day will definitely be paid back in the future work.

And this bottle of wine was entirely because Old Tom invited Dursley to drink it for free, which is enough to show his respect for Dursley, or in other words, Harry Potter behind him.

After a long time, and after subconsciously drinking three or four more cups, he finally reluctantly accepted this fact.

It turns out that Harry Potter actually has such a high reputation in this wizarding world. Even if he is like this, he will be respected because of his name... Speaking of which, it is really ironic.