Harry Potter: Charlie and the Candy Factory

Sure enough, Dumbledore's decision was correct.

On the day of Halloween, this weird candy that changed from usual was wrapped in Halloween-colored wrapping paper and put into the vending machine. Almost immediately, it caused all the little wizards to get excited.

The little wizards of Wuyang Wuyang began to take action.

As soon as get out of class is over, they will rush out of the classroom and block the nearest candy vending machine.

Since it was a holiday limited edition and the time was relatively short, Charlie didn't make too many. He just regarded it as a small surprise for his junior students and freed up a production line for two days of production.

But he never imagined that these works, which he considered to be obviously unintentional jokes, would actually cause quite a stir in Hogwarts.

Filch, the janitor, was even asked to play a guest role in positioning and ordering, just like when the candy vending machine was first installed.

"Get out of the way!!! Don't push any further!!"

"Those two Weasleys!! Don't think I didn't see you!!!"

"Ouch! Damn it, someone kick my ass!"

In the chaotic scene, irritable shouts and pounding footsteps filled the entire corridor for a while.

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On such a special holiday, the professors began to become more affable than before.

After changing his harshness when facing Draco and the three of them a few days ago, Quirrell returned to his usual cowardly and shy state. It was as if everything before had never happened.

The lecture was still stilted, so that the students could not understand what he was talking about.

The "instructions" that had just been uttered in his mouth seemed to have been completely forgotten, causing all the little wizards who had originally planned to change their laziness and study seriously to look at each other.

"Okay...just be quiet."

When get out of class was about to end, Professor McGonagall put down the lesson plan and wand in her hand, raised her head and said to the students below:

"Today is Halloween, so I don't plan to give you so many homework assignments to deprive you of the opportunity to have fun... So - you don't have to do the twelve-inch parchment homework today."

As soon as these words came out, the little wizards who had been absent-minded suddenly became energetic. A pair of bright eyes looked at Mag in front of them in disbelief. The flickering light was like light bulbs, all of which lit up.

The angelic "kindness" of Professor McGonagall shines through...

However, just when everyone raised their arms and prepared to burst into a burst of enthusiastic cheers, Mag's voice came again, suppressing their excitement quite a bit.

"...Don't be too happy, kids. After Halloween, I will arrange another 18-inch paper on "On the Specific Principles of Turning a Teacup into a Mouse", so...enjoy it, and after you enjoy it,

What awaits you is still the homework that must be completed."

When she officially finished speaking, the bell for the end of get out of class also happened to ring.

Facing the resentful looks of many young wizards who were experiencing a roller coaster ride, experiencing constant changes in emotions from joy to sorrow, Professor McGonagall packed up her lesson plans and walked out of the classroom calmly, even with a faint smile on her lips.

This is already the last class of the day. When it ends, it also means that the time for the students has finally come.

“Go for it!!!”

"Quick! Go to the vending machine! The vending machine on the second floor seems to be restocked!"

"Will! Come on, we don't have much time!"

………

I saw students in various colored cloaks squeezing out of the classroom one after another as if they were charging into battle. In the blink of an eye, only the four of them, Harry, were the only ones left in the classroom that was originally packed with people a second ago.

Ron lowered his head and packed his things unhappily. He would turn his head from time to time and look at the backs of others, with envy and jealousy in his eyes. In the end, all the complexities merged into one, turning into A faint sigh came out of his mouth...

"So, are you three going to clean the toilet next?"

Hermione was not in a hurry to leave. Anyway, she didn't like candy, and she wasn't as enthusiastic about Halloween activities as others.

From her point of view, this day was not much different from usual. It was just that there was a sumptuous meal in the evening. Apart from that, there seemed to be nothing else... In fact, Hermione also She was thinking that after the three people were dragged away to accept punishment, she would go to the library and finish writing the 18-inch paper as soon as possible...

"What else?"

Ron, who was not in a good mood, spoke with a hint of displeasure at the moment. While talking in a sullen voice, he gave her a big eye roll just like Hermione did in the past.

"Huh... I guess, maybe that guy Filch is guarding the door now! As soon as we walk out from here, he will take us to get the tools to clean the toilet!!"

After saying that, he subconsciously looked in the direction outside the door.

Sure enough, as he expected, outside the classroom after all the students had dispersed, Filch was leaning against the wall of the corridor with a smile on his face, staring at the three people in the classroom, as if looking at himself. prey.

"Damn it, I knew it!"

Ron cursed secretly, quickly looked away, and started packing things again.

Beside him, Draco and Harry were also very similar. After taking a look outside the door, they turned their heads back and fiddled with their quills and notebooks... obviously there were only a few simple things. , but they just kept going over and over again, delaying their punishment time.

Contrary to their tormenting mood at this moment, Filch was in a surprisingly good mood outside the classroom door.

The sinister gaze kept circling between the three of them, and finally stopped on Draco.

When he thought that Charlie Black's nephew was about to fall into his hands, Filch felt indescribably happy.

Even the unpleasant incident of being kicked in the butt several times by some little bastards while maintaining order in the morning was no longer unpleasant at this time.

It really is the way of heaven and reincarnation... After being tortured by Charlie Black for seven full years, this hatred will eventually be recovered from his nephew!

With this idea in mind, Filch had already made up his mind: while waiting to clean the toilet, he must leave the most difficult and dirtiest parts to Draco Malfoy to handle! Not only that. , even the cleaning tools must be given to him the most worn out and least useful ones! Let him experience the misery he felt at that time for his evil uncle!!

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No matter how much you delay it, you can still hide it for a while.

In the end, Harry and his three friends walked out of the classroom dejectedly and came to Filch obediently to accept the punishment they deserved.

When he was about to be taken away by Filch, Harry suddenly turned his head and asked Hermione, who was calmly watching the suffering of the three people as if watching the fun.

"Please, Hermione...if you can, save some cake for the three of us from dinner..."

"Humph! Don't worry, after cleaning the toilet, I believe you won't have the appetite to eat anything else."

Filch turned his head and said something sarcastic to a few people, then waved and walked straight forward.

The three of them had no choice but to follow with full reluctance, turning back step by step. Finally, under Hermione's pitiful eyes, they slowly stepped into the dark abyss...

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"Here you are...and your. Uh...this is for you."

Soon, after allocating their respective cleaning tools, the three people were sent to the college toilet on the first floor by Filch.

Looking at the dirty floor and the strong smell, the three people holding their own brooms and mops fell into an unconscious trance the moment they stepped inside.

Especially Draco, as the noble heir of the twenty-eight pure-blood family, he always has clothes to stretch out his hands and food to open his mouth. The only setback he has ever encountered in his life is that he learned it at the hands of his uncle.

That oolong came out of the hole.

At first, when he heard the punishment from Quirrell, Draco's heart was actually not very disturbed, or in other words, he was far from able to form a direct understanding of the content of "punishment".

Until now, I was standing here, holding an extremely worn-out mop and a broom with not even a few stubbles left, facing the dirty, smelly toilet in front of me, Della

Kecai finally truly realized his situation.

When I thought about having to clean it up with my own hands, goosebumps immediately covered my body, and sweat could not stop appearing on my forehead.

Obviously, Filch couldn't be more satisfied with Draco's performance. He felt as refreshed as if he had eaten a big bucket of ice cream.

"How about it, why don't you do it quickly? Do you think you will become clean by yourself without doing anything in the toilet?"

With a lot of teasing, Filch continued to laugh at the door and said to the three people.

“…”

Draco slowly turned his head, his eyes full of anger, clutching the wooden handle of the broom tightly, and glared at Filch fiercely.

He opened his mouth, originally thinking of bringing out his father or uncle, just like before, to make the other party look good...

However, when the words came to my mouth, I didn't know why, but they were inexplicably choked in my mouth, and I could no longer blurt them out as easily as before.

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. After a long time, he slowly exhaled it.

When Draco opened his eyes again, the original anger in his eyes had disappeared without a trace, and was replaced by an ordinary calmness without any difference.

"Don't worry...we will do what we should do, so you won't have to worry about it for us."

After saying that, he ignored Filch at the door and walked in first, put the mop aside, picked up the broom and was the first to start cleaning.

"…………"

Filch was startled, and for a while the original amusement on his face disappeared.

He frowned slightly, took a deep look at Draco's back with his head buried in a broom, and said nothing else. He just said "hum" and turned around to leave...

"Come on, what are you two waiting for? Although Filch is annoying, there is one thing he did say right...that is, the toilet will not get clean by itself!"

The expression on Draco's face was faintly twitching at this moment, but he still held back his nausea, and while cleaning hard, he ordered the remaining two people behind him without looking back.

"Oh, here it comes!"

The stunned Harry finally came to his senses again, nodded, and quickly picked up the guy, followed by Draco, and started cleaning the toilet.

"Oh...really, it seems like I really won't be able to eat when I go back."

Ron then muttered something in a low voice, shook his head, and joined the two of them as if he accepted his fate.

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In the empty toilet, when Draco, Harry and Ron were helping each other and cleaning and punishing each other in silence, no one would have thought that a target was targeting the three of them...or just Germany.

Raco and Harry were accidentally brought into contact with Ron's evil plan, but it had already begun quietly.

forbidden forest

The faint mist rose again, like a veil, covering this silent and inherently dangerous dark forest.

The tall and rugged tree trunks stand here, especially ferocious in the dark night. There is no sound at this moment, and there is no moonlight or hazy dreamy starry sky. There are only pairs of cautiously prying eyes, and then the dark camouflage wraps itself up, speechless.

Bearing the loneliness of the night...

"roar!!!!!"

Suddenly, an angry roar sounded, breaking the original silence and startling countless birds. They flapped their wings between the treetops and the crown and flew away from their original positions.

Immediately afterwards, accompanied by roars and rumbling footsteps that shook the ground, came from the depths of the Forbidden Forest, and were getting closer and closer towards Hogwarts.

In the darkness, the figures that were originally lurking began to become agitated, and the friction sounds of "rustling rustling" and small whimpering began to be heard endlessly.

The next moment, a dirty and huge blue-gray giant monster tore open the veil of mist and appeared in front of those eyes.

He had a ferocious look on his face, his temples were slightly bulging, and you could faintly see some veins popping out. His unexpected anger caused him to completely lose his little rationality and wisdom. He was waving his hands randomly while running.

The huge wooden stick in his hand was so powerful that every time it hit a tree trunk, it would immediately create a deep hole, making people shudder.

No one knows what makes this giant monster so angry, but in front of such a creature, even groups of people and horses cannot help but avoid its sharp edges.

The creatures that were originally enveloped in darkness hid deeper. They watched quietly as the giant monster ran toward the edge of the Forbidden Forest and the entrance to Hogwarts...