Harry Potter: Charlie and the Candy Factory

To be honest, Charlie was a little confused...Who gave Voldemort such confidence? He had obviously become a man and a ghost, but he still couldn't calm down at all.

Why, did he still think it was more than ten years ago?

After Russell left the office, Charlie sat alone behind his desk in silence, staring at the three open letters, reading the words on them over and over again, and there were so many thoughts in his mind.

I reviewed everything that had happened over the years and my future plans.

"call……"

After a long time, he slowly closed his eyes, exhaled a deep breath, and cleared his mind of all his original fears and complicated thoughts.

When Charlie opened his eyes again, the coldness in his eyes had completely converged, solidified, and turned into indifference.

He didn't know where Voldemort's confidence came from: Horcruxes? Or some other things. But it didn't matter anymore... because Charlie was not interested at the moment and didn't want to know.

Next, he thought that if necessary, he should tell the other party what he could do and what he should not touch.

Charlie slowly stood up from his seat, without any further hesitation.

With a wave of his hand, he put all three letters on the table into the space of the ring. He walked straight to the office door and opened it...

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After several days of fermentation and dissemination, this explosive news quickly became a well-known story throughout Hogwarts, and as word of mouth spread, it gradually became a legendary story.

The coat of color gradually caused an uncontrollable deviation from the original truth, and finally, it became completely different.

In the version heard by all young wizards today, Dabo's key role is missing. Instead, Harry, Ron and Draco are portrayed as particularly brave!

They worked together and fought bravely against the dangerous giant monster. Finally, they were completely severely damaged by a profound and mysterious magic, and won the battle against the giant monster.

In the Gryffindor lounge, Ron sat carelessly on the table in the lounge, his legs suspended in the air, swaying casually.

And around him, he was already surrounded by little lions who came here admiringly.

As a Gryffindor student, there is no doubt that courage and honor are the most important things. At this time, Ron was successful. Because of this incident, he combined these two things and also won all the little lions.

of sincere respect.

"Ron! Tell us how you, Malfoy and Potter defeated the troll!"

In the crowd, a child of the same grade who looked excited and had longing eyes was the first to ask, and then there were several more voices of agreement, one after another.

"yes!"

"Tell me about it! Ron"

"You are Gryffindor's pride!"

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Ron, who had never enjoyed such treatment, suddenly became a little proud. Amidst the cheers and boasts, he gradually lost himself.

It seemed that deep down in his heart, he began to accept the rumored version subtly, completely forgetting the tragic situation when he was in the toilet, crying and avoiding the pursuit of the troll.

Ron straightened his back, with a little pride and blush on his face. After looking around at the admirers around him, he coughed twice reservedly, pondered for a moment, and then said loudly.

"Yes... yes, troll. To be honest, this is just a small thing for me. After so many days, I have almost forgotten it... But since you want to hear it,

If so, then I will reluctantly recall it and tell you about the battle that took place..."

"It was a... deep night!..."

I have to say that, at least in this aspect of storytelling, Ron can be considered very talented.

Even if it is just a current compilation, the story can still be made quite real, which makes the young wizards widen their eyes and listen to them in fascination. Their minds change with the rhythm of his tone. Sometimes they are soothing, sometimes they are nervous,

Sometimes they held their breath, sometimes they were furious...even the Weasley twins and their friends were immersed in it with relish.

"Look..."

George glanced at Jordan and Fred here, lowered his voice, and said proudly

"I knew our little brother would be promising! Did you see that he is only in the first grade and he can already tear apart giant monsters with his bare hands!"

"Hehe..." Fred laughed twice, took out a few Christmas Day special candies from his pocket, first gave one to each of his friends, and then poured the rest into the

in his mouth. Then he said calmly

"It's really impressive... I guess even Percy is jealous of Ron now. After all, he has never received such exaggerated attention in school."

Having said this, the two people paused at the same time, then looked at each other, and saw a familiar understanding in each other's eyes.

The next second, the two of them said in unison, "Yes! Go give Ron some more candies!"

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At the outermost edge of the bustling crowd, Hermione stood on tiptoes and looked at Ron, who was sitting at the top and dancing happily, and couldn't help but sigh helplessly.

As the person who arrived at the scene the fastest except for those who experienced it personally, she naturally knew that everything Ron said at this moment, except for the part about being chased by a troll, was all nonsense.

But because she was under the gaze of so many people, she had no intention of exposing the other person.

After all, after suffering so much and almost dying at the hands of a troll, it was not really unacceptable to ask him to brag at this time.

So, shaking her head, Hermione had no choice but to hold the book in her hand. Instead of waiting for Ron, she left the Gryffindor lounge alone and went to look for Harry and Draco.

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"So...Is Ron still telling others about his glorious deeds?"

In the college cafeteria, three people were sitting at a long table chatting.

Draco picked up a chip and put it in his mouth, and asked with interest.

"Probably..." Hermione shrugged and replied casually, then seemed to think of something, raised her head and looked at the two of them.

"What about you? I guess you are about the same...after all, this matter has been widely circulated now."

"No, the Slytherin students don't seem to be as enthusiastic as Gryffindor. Some students even went to Draco to provoke him..."

Harry shook his head and said, turning his head and subconsciously glanced at Draco, who was expressionless and eating fries calmly, and then continued.

"In the end, he gave me a lesson."

After Hermione heard this, she didn't say anything else. She just frowned a little, lowered her head depressedly, buried it in her arms, and asked in a muffled voice.

"Then what should we do next?"

After hearing this, Draco stopped putting the fries in his mouth, looked at Hermione, pondered for a moment, and then said

"I plan to strike first...According to my guess, at least in the near future, in order not to arouse too much suspicion, Rocky will not attack us again."

His face became serious, his hands faced each other, and he slowly narrated

"Just take advantage of this time! Let's take action first, investigate what he wants to do, find out his conspiracy, and then go to Principal Dumbledore and overthrow him in one fell swoop!"

"Where do you want to start?"

Listening to Draco's thoughts, Harry and Hermione couldn't help but nodded. Then Hermione raised her head again and asked

"Start from the corridor on the third floor!"

Draco replied decisively. There was no doubt that he had already made corresponding plans before proposing this plan to Harry and Hermione.

After listening to Draco's words, the two of them looked at each other and immediately cheered up.

"So, tonight?"

"Tonight! Let's go and see what kind of things are hidden in that so-called restricted area-"

As he spoke, there was a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, and a light flashed in his eyes, which seemed to show the determination in his heart at this moment.

However, the next second, Draco's conversation changed sharply, and then he said

"However, before that, I still have one very important thing to do..."

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In the afternoon, without moving with several other people, Draco came to a wooden door alone, holding the notebook given to him by Charlie.

After hesitating for a moment, he finally made up his mind, slowly raised his hand, and knocked on the door.

"Knock knock knock... knock knock knock"

A light and rhythmic knock on the door sounded, which was particularly obvious in the quiet corridor.

However, even if he knocked again and again, there was still no response from the other side of the door that Draco expected.

At the same time, it also temporarily relieved his slightly nervous mood.

Just when he hesitated and was about to give up... suddenly, with the sound of the rusty door shaft twisting, the door in front of him slowly opened inward.

The figure of Severus Snape appeared in front of Draco.

At this time, he was still wearing the same black robe, with long greasy hair hanging down, and a familiar gloomy and indifferent expression.

"Draco, why did you come to me?"

Severus looked at the person in front of him, obviously a little surprised, and his stiff face also showed a rare look of surprise.

The next second, before Draco could say anything, he was the first to notice the huge notebook held tightly in his arms.

As Charlie Black's best friend at Hogwarts, Severus undoubtedly recognized it immediately. Then the look of surprise on his face became even worse.

"Charlie's notebook?"

After listening to Severus' words, Draco's eyes suddenly lit up, and the expression on his little face changed from nervousness and hesitation to joy.

"Professor, do you know this notebook!? Sure enough! I knew it. No wonder my uncle came over and asked me to find you!"

"Charlie asked you to come to me?"

Suddenly, Severus's eyes were half-closed. After staring at Draco for a while, he turned his head and began to look towards the left and right sides of the corridor.

Seeing that there was no one around, he took a step back, made a gap big enough for the other party to pass, and then motioned for the other party to come in.

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A muffled sound of "Peng" was heard, and the door to Severus' room was closed again, and the entire corridor returned to its original quietness and emptiness.

Entering Professor Snape's room for the first time, Draco couldn't help but look around curiously, as if he wanted to see if the room of the infamous Dean of Slytherin House would be decorated properly.

What does it look like.

Unfortunately, he was disappointed. There was no so-called decoration in Severus' dormitory, and everything was very simple.

On the wooden desk, there are stacks of homework and a candlestick that were just received not long ago. Other than that, there are only the most ordinary hard wooden beds and a bookshelf filled with various books.

.Besides this, there is nothing else.

The door closed, Severus returned to his position behind the desk, looked at Draco, and asked seriously.

"Why did Charlie ask you to come to me?"

As soon as these words came out, Draco remembered the purpose of his trip again.

He quickly took two steps forward, came to the other party's side, and placed the thick notebook on the desk.

Then with a flick of his fingers, he skillfully opened it and with a soft "clatter" of paper, he quickly flipped through to the page he had seen before.

"this--"

Draco turned his body sideways, stretched out his hand, pointed at the incomplete spell on it, and gestured carefully.

"Uncle Black said...if I come to you, you will tell me what this spell is."

"This is……"

He cast his gaze in the direction Draco was pointing, but for the next second, Severus couldn't help but be stunned.

His sight stopped at the spell with only a few corners and symbols. Suddenly, a complex expression appeared on that dim and lifeless face, including nostalgia, regret, joy... many emotions were on his face.

Zhang's originally expressionless face was mixed, and finally turned into a sigh, faintly pouring out of his mouth.

He shook his head subconsciously to dispel the unnecessary sighs in his heart.

Without any nonsense, Severus picked up the quill on the table and wrote a complete line of spells under the paragraph.

When he put down the quill, Draco immediately noticed that the spell written by Severus was exactly the same as the original line of writing in this notebook from more than ten years ago...

"Professor Snape, this spell..."

With surprise in his heart, after quickly scanning what the other party had written, Draco couldn't help but ask.

However, before he finished speaking, he was directly interrupted by Severus raising his hand. Then, his cold voice was mixed with a bit of emotion that he didn't usually have, and he said this

"Shen Feng Wuying...the name of this curse is Shen Feng Wuying."