Harry Potter: Charlie and the Candy Factory

"I think...you should know this thing, right?"

Dumbledore said slowly while narrowing his eyes slightly and looking at Charlie, as if he wanted to see something on his face.

Charlie raised his eyes and looked around. On the desk, the round sphere like some kind of container was sitting there calmly.

It is made of brass, and the whole body is neat and integrated, without any trace of beating or forging.

On the surface, if you look carefully, you can clearly see that densely packed magic symbols that are microscopic to no more than a millimeter are evenly spread out. None of them are particularly beautifully carved, making people marvel at its exquisiteness.

Those symbols are interlocked with each other, like an extremely precise machine. Even if any one of the screws is missing, it will collapse...

However, at this moment, they are all perfectly stuffed into this ball that is no bigger than the palm of your hand, and form a profound spell that even the vast majority of wizards who are proficient in alchemy cannot understand.

Charlie naturally knew it... Just at the first glance, he immediately understood the cause and effect of the matter... because this extremely exquisite thing came from the Charlie Candy Factory, and, as one of the six major

An alchemical item made by Peng Peng himself, one of the supervisors!

"Um……"

Facing Dumbledore, Charlie didn't try to hide anything. He simply nodded and admitted it directly, and even the expression on his face did not change.

After getting the answer he wanted, a somewhat complicated look flashed across Dumbledore's eyes as he stared at Charlie.

Sighing secretly, he withdrew his gaze, refocused his attention on this mysterious and exquisite alchemy item, and continued to explain.

"This was found at the scene where the troll was defeated. I once heard Hagrid mention it to me once, intentionally or unintentionally. He said that when Dabu came here, he brought a backpack full of alchemy items... so I

That’s why I called you here again.”

"Probably Peng Peng gave it to him. Although that guy looks fierce, he only cares about Dabu the most. Although I have banned the alchemy items produced in the factory from being taken outside the factory, but with his character, making

This kind of thing is not unusual..."

After listening to Dumbledore's words, Charlie smiled, then lowered his head, dropped the candy that Dumbledore had just handed him into his mouth, and began to taste it carefully.

Well, it's a special donation for Halloween... As the candy gradually began to melt, Charlie thought silently in his heart.

"Making alchemy items has always been a very private matter in the factory, and so far, none of it has ever been revealed and entered the eyes of the public..."

Charlie continued to follow what he just said, then raised his head, looked at Albus Dumbledore sincerely, and asked sincerely.

"So...if possible, I hope you, principal, can keep this secret for me...at least, don't let the public know."

"well………"

The expression on Dumbledore's face changed subtly, and it was complicated for a long time... and finally turned into a sigh full of melancholy.

"I don't understand... Charlie, why? Obviously your candy factory has reached an unprecedented level, and you, on the basis of the original candy, invented a magic as genius as the wind-sniffing violet candy

Candy...why do you still secretly research such an offensive alchemy item?"

"Because we need it."

Facing Dumbledore's doubts, Charlie answered directly. There was no trace of hesitation or struggle in his tone, as if he was stating a question that couldn't be simpler. Although it was difficult to accept, but

But it illuminates the essence of everything.

As soon as these words came out, Dumbledore, who had a complicated expression at first, froze. His eyes widened a bit. After listening to these words, he stared blankly at the student sitting in front of him. For a moment, he felt that he had been there before.

There is an inexplicable familiarity that only exists in a certain person...

Charlie stood up and slowly picked up the hollow ball placed on the table.

It feels cool but heavy in the hand. Even if there is no original stored content inside, once the magic spell on it is activated, it will still emit light, causing a weak chain reaction...

"You know in today's Muggle society, there is an interesting little thing... called a grenade. They compress gunpowder together and load it in a small and sealed container. It is then controlled by an igniting device - as long as it is turned on

The ignition device will completely excite all the gunpowder compressed in it in the shortest time, causing it to explode violently...and then turn the outer container surrounding it into fragments, forming an effective fatal attack."

"Unheard of..."

Dumbledore quickly recovered from his original stagnation. He closed his eyes and shook his head seriously. While answering Charlie's question, he also tried his best to dispel the absurdity and uneasiness rising in his heart. He answered like this

arrive.

"I learned from their design and asked the craftsmen in the factory to use it as a blueprint to make it. In a similar excitation method, the core of the ball was stimulated, causing it to be activated instantly and burst out.

The power of terror."

Charlie continued. As he spoke, he played with the ball in his hand and explained its principle to Dumbledore.

"It's just that compared to the range of damage of grenades, it is more inclined to concentrate the burst of power on a single point to strike.

Because the workmanship of each spherical container is extremely expensive, but the core inside is very simple. If it is designed to be struck by a single body, it will not damage the outer container and can be reused to avoid excessive waste...

"

Dumbledore began to sit upright, put his hands on his desk, and listened quietly to Charlie's narration. At the same time, his thoughts were spinning rapidly in his brain in order to keep up with Charlie's jumping knowledge...

I have to admit that although he is one of the few wise men in the entire magical world, he also has hundreds of years of accumulated experience.

But when he actually faced the brand-new knowledge displayed to him by his students, he was shocked and surprised every time.

"There are hundreds of alchemy tools like this in my factory... Although I have no intention of using them, I have to admit that with their existence, everyone's hearts will be at peace, facing the upcoming

Only then can we have the strength to protect ourselves from the coming invasion."

"well……"

Another sigh sounded. This was already the third sigh in just ten minutes. It also represented the change process in his state of mind.

Dumbledore fell into silence as he looked at the alchemy item in Charlie's hand that was shining with the sun.

Indeed, he understood that Charlie was taking a different path. Ever since he confirmed that he would bring a group of elves to form the so-called "House Elf Resistance Front", he was destined to have a rough future.

If it weren't for knowing this, Dumbledore would never have hinted in front of people again and again that Hogwarts was willing to hold up a final protective umbrella for him. This was because he hoped to protect this place in history.

One of the most outstanding students, let him not follow the same path that his senior "Tom Marward Riddle" once walked.

Being able to reach this point is actually an amazing achievement from any perspective. In this, Charlie Black's wisdom and methods played a crucial role, allowing him to travel around the world.

Between them, a miraculous balance is formed...

Therefore, Dumbledore is probably the person who can best understand Charlie's current actions.

But for some reason, the vague uneasiness in Dumbledore's heart still made him unable to help but ask

"What are you worried about, Charlie?"

Charlie shook his head, put the hollow ball in his hand back in front of Dumbledore, and sat back in his seat silently.

As he spoke, he stroked his ring with his hand as usual, gently swiping across it, causing the red gemstone to sparkle with subtle light.

"I don't know, there are too many uncertain things in the future. Maybe it's the Ministry of Magic, maybe it's the nobility, maybe it's some other things... These are all things I can't predict. The only thing I can do now is

Before something happens, make solid preparations.”

The ball placed back on the table by Charlie shook slightly, just like Dumbledore's heart struggling now.

Time seemed to have entered a certain state of stillness. Even the portraits on the wall kept covering their mouths and did not dare to disturb them easily.

"All right……"

For a long time, Dumbledore nodded and gently gave his advice to Charlie in front of him.

"You are my proudest student. I believe in you and your will to control yourself..."

After receiving the response, Charlie, who was also suffering in his heart, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Don't worry, principal, I will do it."

Charlie stood up and bowed gratefully to Dumbledore.

Immediately, he quietly put the gold coin he had just quietly taken out back into the ring...

"In this case, there is no problem."

After saying this, Dumbledore's expression returned to his usual kind and kind look.

His body also relaxed and he slowly leaned back on the back of the seat.

"However, when you go back, you still have to remember to focus on candies... After all, I have always been looking forward to what kind of delicious food you can create!"

"Charlie's Candy Factory will always prioritize the happiness of others. You can rest assured."

After saying that, Charlie straightened the wrinkles on his clothes, then said goodbye and walked towards the door.

I opened the door to the office and was about to walk out when I heard Dumbledore's voice coming from behind me again.

"You forgot this."

Charlie looked back and saw Dumbledore tapping the spherical container on the table and signaling to him.

"That one will be given to you."

Without picking it up, Charlie waved his hand and said casually, and then walked straight out of the office door, leaving Dumbledore with a look of helplessness as he picked it up from the table again and played with it in his hands.

, put it in the desk drawer.

………………………………

After walking out of the office, Charlie walked quietly downstairs along the corridor. His brows furrowed slightly, far less casual and relaxed than before in front of Dumbledore.

"It seems that I should talk to Peng Peng when I get back."

He was murmuring to himself, and his tone was already more serious than usual...

If it hadn't been for the kindness of Principal Dumbledore this time, if it had been someone else, the secret production of offensive alchemy items in Charlie's Candy Factory would have most likely become a serious public relations incident.

Although Charlie can completely solve all this with the funds in his hand, once the flaws are exposed, it is impossible to completely repair them.

When that time comes, it will undoubtedly become an extremely dangerous hidden danger.

And this, in the eyes of Charlie, who has always been as cautious as crossing a single-plank bridge, is absolutely not allowed.

Therefore, even if he spoke lightly when talking to Dumbledore, he could never tolerate the matters that should be dealt with. Because he knew very well that a thousand-mile embankment would collapse in an anthill...

As for Dabu, Charlie plans to find a suitable time to talk to him about the issue that some of the alchemy tools cannot be used casually.

After all, he didn't know anything. He saved Draco and Harry's lives by some mistake. He didn't even have time to thank him, so naturally he couldn't impose any punishment.

Just as Charlie was thinking about it little by little, suddenly, a voice came from behind him.

"Hey, Charlie, where are you going?"

The voice pulled Charlie out of his thoughts, and he realized that he had already walked down the stairs.

And when he turned around to look, he saw that the person standing at the top of the stairs and calling him was none other than Lucius Malfoy, whom he had just met by chance.

"Lucius!"

Seemingly surprised as to why Lucius was still here instead of leaving at this moment, Charlie couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and subconsciously said

"I thought you should leave now."

Lucius's face was much more relaxed than before. He nodded, picked up the cane in his hand, walked to Charlie's side, and said with a smile.

"Yes, I did plan to leave after talking to Dumbledore...but I didn't expect that I just met you here."

As he spoke, he paused for a moment and glanced outside the corridor window at the black car parked in the open space at the entrance to Hogwarts.

"How about it, are you interested in having a drink with me? By the way, I have something else I want to discuss with you..."

"Of course... I'm very happy."

After a moment of hesitation, Charlie finally did not refuse and nodded happily.