Harry Potter: Charlie and the Candy Factory

As a result, after the two of them walked out of the gate of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, they did not continue to leave as planned. Instead, they turned a corner and strolled towards Hogsmeade Village.

Not long after, Charlie, led by Lucius, arrived in front of a well-decorated bar.

He raised his head and looked at the three broomsticks intertwined with each other to form a triangular symbol. He couldn't help but pick one and sighed.

"This is the Three Broomsticks Bar. I didn't expect that I would have the opportunity to come here today."

"What, you've never been to the Three Broomsticks?..."

Lucius couldn't help but feel a little surprised by Charlie's words. He stopped walking into the store, turned his head subconsciously, and looked at his brother-in-law behind him in surprise.

Regarding Charlie Black, Lucius believed that he was very knowledgeable. Whether it was from his wife Narcissa or Voldemort's intelligence during the war, he had obtained a lot of information about Charlie...

As far as he knew, the guy behind him was not an obedient master when he was in school. For example: breaking into the forbidden book area at night; making a scene in the Gryffindor common room with polyjuice potion; hanging Filch upside down in the

On the spire of Hogwarts Castle; and on the eve of the Quidditch match, large words "f*ck you, jame port!!" were painted on the pitch with magic paint...

Such almost legendary deeds have always been with Charlie Black during his seven years of study, without any interruption...

According to what Narcissa told him in the chat, "If it weren't for his good grades that even Professor McGonagall would look at with suspicion, then I'm afraid Charlie Black would have become the first person in history to be expelled from Hogwarts."

Twenty-eight pure-blooded family members..."

Lucius obviously did not expect that such a frightening figure would never even enter the Three Broomsticks bar!?

You know, it's in the Hogsmeade village next door. Until now, there are still many naughty little wizards who can go to the Three Broomsticks pub to have fun and drink alone at night as a way to communicate with other students.

A "legendary" experience to show off.

Charlie quickly moved his eyes away from the Three Broomsticks sign and looked back at Lucius who was stopped in front of him.

Seeing the surprise on his expression, I could naturally understand what the other person was thinking. So he just smiled and explained without any hesitation.

"When I was in school, if I wanted to drink, I would usually go to the Pig Head Bar. First, because I had a good relationship with the boss there..."

After saying this, Charlie paused, seeming to recall some happy memories from his youth. The smile at the corner of his mouth became a little brighter, and then he continued.

"Secondly, this is the place where those four fools often come. Although I'm not afraid of them, I also hate having any interactions with them here."

"Ah...that's it."

Upon hearing this, Lucius had no choice but to raise the corners of his mouth stiffly, laughed twice, and nodded in response.

"Let's go, let's not stand outside, let's go in and have a drink first"

Charlie shook his head and pushed the good memories of his student days out of his mind. Then, while talking, he walked forward, easily put his arm around Lucius' shoulders, and pushed open the door of the bar impatiently. , walked into the three broomsticks...

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Sure enough, compared to the Pig's Head Bar, the Leaky Cauldron Bar, and the Blind Pig Bar far away in the United States, which are now in ruins, the Three Broomsticks are better than the other three in terms of decoration and atmosphere. It’s better than ever!

After entering the door, he raised his eyes and looked around. Charlie's eyes swept over the waxed floor, the warm candlelight that enhanced the atmosphere, the tightly arranged wooden tables and chairs, and the wizard travelers who were chatting happily and drinking heavily. He couldn't help but feel something in his heart. He sighed.

After entering the bar, the chill brought by the winter season was dispelled. The warm air, carrying the aroma of honey and food, instantly surrounded Lucius and Charlie.

"It's a really nice place." Charlie affirmed first, then turned his head and asked Lucius with interest.

"Do you come here often, Lucius?"

In a vague moment, Charlie could feel that after hearing his question, Lucius's face showed some unnatural fluctuations, but he quickly adjusted it and became no different from the beginning. reserved.

"No...how could it be? I have only been here a few times when I was a student. You should know that the value of a few bottles of wine in Malfoy Manor can buy this small bar directly. "

After listening to Lucius's words, Charlie just smiled and said nothing more.

Just as the two people were chatting casually, a graceful and charming woman emerged from the bar counter. They quickly noticed that both of them looked like they stood out from the crowd, both in their dress and posture.

This woman is Mrs. Rosmerta, the owner of this bar.

Rosmerta looked at Charlie's figure, and couldn't help thinking for a moment at first, but then, soon, she seemed to have thought of something, her eyes suddenly lit up, and her face couldn't help but be filled with a bright smile. smile.

Quickly walking out from behind the counter with small steps, and skillfully passing through tables of tightly packed customers, Mrs. Rosmerta stopped two meters in front of Charlie.

"Excuse me...is this Mr. Charlie Black?"

With a pair of bright eyes filled with a bit of excitement and nervousness, she pursed her red and plump lips and gently interrupted the conversation between Charlie and Lucius. Seeing that their attention had been attracted, she spoke carefully again. asked.

"This is a beautiful woman..." Following the beautiful voice that suddenly appeared in his ears, even if it was just the first time, such an idea suddenly appeared in Charlie's mind.

"Yes, it's me."

He turned his body around, looked at the woman in front of him, and nodded happily.

Then he couldn't help showing a bit of surprise, and then asked

"You know me?"

After receiving Charlie's answer, Mrs. Rosmerta's smile became even bigger, she nodded quickly and said:

"I've seen you in a newspaper before, you know, the Daily Prophet."

Hearing this, Charlie also understood, but before he could say anything else, Mrs. Rosmerta, who was already excited, continued to speak quickly as if she were seeing an idol.

"Oh my gosh, I can't believe that you would come to my bar... You know, it's my honor! You must come and try our mead, which is only available in the Three Broomsticks bar.

It will have special characteristics, very sweet, just like Charlie brand candy. Even Principal Dumbledore likes this product of ours, so I think you should also..."

Just when Mrs. Rosmerta spoke rapidly one after another, Charlie was at a loss for a moment and opened his mouth unable to get in the words. Lucius on the side frowned slightly. Seeing that the other party had no desire to stop, he had no choice but to

He was the first to raise his hand and stop her speech.

Then he said a little stiffly

"Please find a place for the two of us against the wall so that we don't attract so much attention. I'll also serve you two glasses of mead, and that's it!"

"Ah... I'm so sorry, gentlemen, I'm so excited... Please wait a moment, I'll find a suitable seat for you two."

Mrs. Rosmerta then remembered that the two of them were still standing at the door and had not sat down. So she hurriedly apologized first, and then showed her professionalism, turned around and led the two of them towards the corner.

Walk to a location inside.

After Charlie and Lucius were all seated, Rosmerta returned to the bar under the gaze of the two men and began to prepare drinks for them.

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Soon, the mead they ordered was put in a huge wooden wine glass and delivered to the two of them.

When bringing the wine to Charlie, Mrs. Rosmerta's face was still full of pride. It seemed that it was a great honor for Charlie Black to come here and taste the wine he brewed.

"Please use it slowly..."

After leaving the last sentence, Rosmerta blinked and left immediately, giving the space for communication to Charlie and Lucius.

"This Ms. Rosmerta is such a warm person."

Charlie subconsciously touched his neck, leaned his back against the back of the seat, and sighed with Lucius slightly awkwardly.

"Don't let her fool you."

Lucius, on the other hand, seemed extremely calm.

"She is a very capable woman who can talk and laugh with all the guests who come here. Even Dumbledore and even Minister Fudge maintain a relationship with her as friends."

As he spoke, he picked up his glass of mead. He looked at the color of the wine and then took a careful sip.

He closed his eyes slightly, savored the taste of the mead carefully, smacked his lips, and gave his own evaluation.

"Although the cheap taste is still unavoidable, I have to admit that it does have some merits."

Charlie was stunned for a moment, then shrugged, but didn't say anything more.

Picking up the wine glass in front of him and feeling the heavy weight in it, Charlie had some vague expectations for the highly sought-after mead in it.

In the cup, the amber liquor was particularly clear, with a hint of thickness. If it weren't for the fine foam that was still spreading on the wall of the cup, Charlie would have really thought that what was in front of him was a large cup full of wine.

Cup of honey.

He imitated Lucius's actions and tasted the first bite carefully.

The wine entered his throat, and instantly mixed with the aroma of wheat and the sweetness of honey, it began to hit Charlie's tongue and taste buds.

“Tastes good!”

Charlie's eyes lit up instantly, and he was a little surprised for a moment. He licked his lips and praised Lucius.

As the owner of a candy factory, Charlie is undoubtedly more fond of sweet things. Although he is not as obsessed as Dumbledore, he can still get more pleasure from sweets than others.

…

"As long as you like it."

Seeing Charlie's reaction, Lucius felt relieved. The corners of his mouth raised a bit with a smile, then he nodded and said.

Noise and shouting seem to be necessary no matter which pub they are in. Although Charlie and Lucius are not people who like liveliness, they chatted with each other in the warm atmosphere and the influence of the wine.

No, but still much more friendly than before.

Time passed slowly through the glasses of wine. Seeing that most of the mead originally filled in the glass was drunk, Charlie's face turned a little red.

Lucius finally saw the opportunity and told him what he had wanted to discuss before.

"Charlie, what are you going to do for Christmas?"

Charlie, who was about to continue drinking, was stunned by this question. He stopped moving his hands, thought for a moment, shrugged, and replied: "Probably, I will still live in the factory as before.

"

As he spoke, he subconsciously recalled the scene from the last Christmas: Russell got a Santa Claus suit from somewhere. Then he quietly sneaked into the office while he was sleeping, insisting on putting it on himself.

What gifts are stuffed in socks?

The result of what happened next is as you can imagine... Charlie, who was not sleeping very deeply, opened his eyes in a hazy state, only to see a strange guy about one meter tall, wearing red clothes and a white beard.

As soon as I took off my shoes, I was so frightened that my heart almost jumped out of my chest. I pulled out my wand and greeted him with almost a "big melon"...

Thinking back on it carefully, it was really not an overly pleasant memory. Charlie twitched the corners of his mouth and couldn't help but think of it.

"Recently at home, Narcissa has been thinking about you..." Lucius glanced at Charlie's expression, and after a moment of organizing his words, he continued.

"She was very happy that you came to Malfoy Manor last time, so if you have time... I would like to invite you again this time to spend this Christmas with us."

After saying that, Lucius looked into Charlie's eyes seriously and began to wait for his answer.

"Sure.. I guess it's..."

Just when Charlie was about to nod and accept it happily, suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something, and what he was about to say suddenly stopped.

After a while, Charlie shook his head helplessly, sighed, and regretfully refused, "Sorry, Lucius. Although I really want to go to Malfoy Manor, it's a pity that because of some things, I have to stay there during Christmas."

In the factory."

After hearing these words, Lucius's heart sank slightly, but on the surface, he still pretended not to care and nodded casually, "It's okay. If something happens, just wait until next time." Mal

Fu Manor is open for you at any time."

"But..." Charlie continued, "If you are willing, maybe I can invite you to spend Christmas in my factory... What do you think?"