Harry Potter: Charlie and the Candy Factory

"this………"

Obviously, Lucius did not expect that Charlie would extend an invitation like this, and was stunned for a moment.

But soon, after a while of thinking and hesitation, he nodded and said

"This is a nice note...but I need to ask Narcissa first when I get home. If she is willing, then I will be honored to accept your invitation."

After saying that, the two of them laughed in unison, picked up the wine glasses on the table, and banged the glasses together like the other guests around them.

…………………………

I have to say that mead seems to have some special magic power. Perhaps it is even more addictive in such an occasion.

The two of them drank more and more, and enjoyed themselves more and more. Gradually, one glass after another of wine was brought to the table. Lucius's state was no longer as reserved and unruly as before.

He untied his robe and hung it casually on the back of the chair. Then, under the influence of alcohol, he smiled and started drinking passionately with Charlie.

Perhaps no one would have thought that in this small bar, two rich men who stood at the top of the British magic world would become no different from ordinary people, wasting their precious time unscrupulously.

Finally, it was only when the wooden table was filled with empty wine glasses and Lucius was so drunk that his eyelids drooped, that Charlie stood up, supported Lucius, and planned to end the party...

Then the two of them rejected Mrs. Rosmerta's kind offer to stay, and after handing over a gold galleone, they staggered straight out of the bar.

"This is my first time drinking so much outside..."

When they left the Three Broomsticks Bar, the cool evening breeze blew in front of them. It also made Lucius sober up from his previous state.

Supporting the cane in his hand, he could barely walk side by side with Charlie without relying on his help.

The two of them were walking on the spacious road in Hogsmeade Village, looking at the endless horizon in the distance and the half-circle sun that was slowly setting downwards. For a moment, they couldn't help feeling sighing in their hearts.

"How do you plan to go back?"

Looking at the setting sun, Charlie suddenly turned his head and looked at Lucius beside him.

"Well……"

Lucius pondered for a moment sluggishly, closed his eyes, and pinched his temples with his hands in order to feel better.

Then he continued, "I reached Hogwarts by Apparating. But now, I'm afraid it's not realistic to go back by Apparating... Maybe I can find a fireplace."

"No……"

Charlie laughed, shook his head, and reached out to touch the ring on his finger.

"Perhaps I should send you home...like that's what happens in Muggle society."

At the same time, the black car parked in the open space in front of Hogwarts Castle suddenly started to drive.

The car lights came on, flashed twice as if they were alive, then turned on their own, driving along the somewhat rugged path in the direction of Charlie...

The two of them didn't have to wait long. In just about half a minute, the car's lights pierced the dimming night and shone directly on them.

Finally, when he was two meters away from Charlie and Lucius, he stopped with a "quacking" sound, and opened the doors on both sides of the car, waiting for the two of them to get on.

Lucius was blinded by the sudden light. He subconsciously raised his hand to block it in front of him, and then turned his head to look at Charlie in disbelief.

"Is it possible that you want me to ride in this Muggle-made vehicle?"

Charlie raised his brows, nodded his head without any scruples, and said casually rather proudly.

"Of course! Leather seats, air-conditioning system, and I specially added the magic of automatic navigation. I'm sure that compared to my precious car, all other modified cars in the British wizarding world are rubbish!"

But this speech did not change Lucius's mind.

I saw him take two steps back, close his eyes, and refuse righteously.

"No, I will never ride on such a lowly Muggle tool... You have to know that as a member of the sacred twenty-eight pure-blood family, I should maintain the traditions that the pure-blood family should have! Like this

…”

However, before he finished speaking, Charlie waved his hand to interrupt him. He curled his lips in disdain, perhaps completely relaxed. Charlie now looked much more real than before.

"Okay, the Holy Twenty-eight pure-blood families are not the same as anyone else..."

After that, he ignored the reluctance and resistance on Lucius's face, grabbed the other person's shoulder, and walked towards the car door.

After all, although they both drink about the same amount of alcohol, how can Lucius, who has always drank with his wife, be compared with Charlie Black, who has been drinking fire whiskey since he was a child in Slytherin? After a while of pushing, he finally

Unbeatable, Charlie forced him into the car.

"Sit tight! The happy train to Malfoy Manor is about to set sail."

After getting into the driver's seat and patting the steering wheel, Charlie looked at Lucius, who was holding a cane and looking angry, and smiled brightly.

The next second, after activating the magic of self-driving, the black car rose directly from the ground on the path of Hogsmeade Village and flew into the air.

"You can take a nap first."

Charlie took off his hands and skillfully took out two candies from the car. One he put into his mouth, and the other was handed to Lucius.

“…”

Lucius glanced at the other party. After hesitating for a moment, perhaps because his muddled head was in desperate need of something to wake him up, he finally chose to take the candy from Charlie's hand and put it in his mouth.

Chewing in his mouth, he glanced at the leather seat behind him. Although he was still a little dissatisfied, he still calmly changed into a comfortable position that allowed his waist and neck to rest on it.

………………………………

"Actually... it feels good."

Flying above the night sky, the black car shuttled through the mountains and forests. Take a casual look out the window. Where there are no lights flickering, you will see a peerless beauty.

Just when Charlie opened the window and admired the beautiful scenery outside as usual, a voice from the side suddenly came in.

"What do you mean, candy, or my precious car?"

"...all good."

Lucius placed his cane diagonally beside his legs. He turned his head and followed the window on his side to admire this scene that he had never seen before.

"As long as you like it... By the way, I also have something to ask you."

After listening to his words, Charlie just smiled, then put his hands on the steering wheel again, stretched seemingly casually, and suddenly said.

"certainly."

Lucius turned his head, with a somewhat surprised look on his face. It seemed that he had not expected that Charlie Black would actually entrust him with something, so he nodded readily without hesitation.

At the same time, his mind began to subconsciously think about what would happen... Is it about the Black family's ancestral home? Or is it a problem with the Ministry of Magic, or Draco...

…

Just when Lucius began to make baseless speculations, Charlie also expressed his request.

"The school board, if possible, don't mention anything about Albus Dumbledore..."

As soon as these words came out, the original warmth in the car disappeared in an instant, and an incomprehensible coldness began to emerge in the silence.

Lucius's expression began to change. After a long time, he seemed to have sobered up, and finally returned to the seriousness and vigilance he had before.

After staring at Charlie for a long time, he finally slowly asked

"Did...Albus Dumbledore ask you to beg me?"

Charlie did not look at the other party, but looked straight ahead, canceled the automatic driving, and switched back to manual.

The speed at which he was originally galloping suddenly dropped and slowed down faintly. At the same time, he also shook his head and responded.

"No, Dumbledore didn't say anything to me, but I guessed a lot from your expression... Principal Dumbledore helped me keep a secret, so I hope I can do him a small favor.

.”

Lucius's eyes gradually became unbelievable as he listened to Charlie's words. He held his cane tightly in his hand and his lips trembled slightly, as if he wanted to curse, but he finally held back and changed to a more rational one.

way of expression.

"Your nephew! Because of that old guy's negligence, he almost died in school! As a result, as his uncle, you are here to persuade his father to give up pursuing Albus Dumbledore's mistakes...

Don’t you think it’s ridiculous?”

"..." Charlie was silent, and after about half a minute, he said in a deep voice

"This is not Dumbledore's fault. You should understand that if the poisonous snake is hiding in the dark and staring at a target he wants to kill, then no matter how hard you try to defend, you will still be caught by him.

Find opportunities for implementation in the gaps.”

Charlie's words seemed to have no beginning or end, but for Lucius, a smart man, it was not the case...

"What did you say!? Someone at Hogwarts wants to kill Draco!?"

He was stunned for a moment, and then immediately reacted, his eyes widened as if he had been stimulated.

If he wasn't in this car, Charlie had no doubt that he would have grabbed him by the collar in a hurry and asked him for the name of that person.

Although Lucius does not seem to be friendly to his son in normal times, or even harsh, but Charlie knows that in the heart that is bound by the stupid arrogance of the pure-blood nobles, what is actually hidden is his father's deep love.

love.

"Who...tell me!"

The hand that originally gripped the cane became harder, and you could vaguely see veins sprouting on his pale skin.

If when talking to Charlie just now, his attitude could be called indifferent, then now, it is complete hostility.

However, this hostility is not directed at Charlie...

"This matter is very complicated...not something you should understand."

Charlie still looked forward, shook his head slowly, and rejected Lucius's request.

"But I can assure you that although I cannot kill the venomous snake at once, I will break off its fangs and bring them to you.

At the very least, he will never have the chance to attack Draco again in a short period of time."

"No."

Lucius took a deep breath. Now, his wine seemed to have completely sobered up due to the conversation with Charlie just now.

Due to anger, the muscles on his cheeks and the corners of his eyes were trembling slightly. It seemed that they would distort at any time in the next second...

"I'm going to destroy him with my own hands... No one can do anything to someone from the Malfoy family, let alone that one who is my son!"

Finally, Charlie turned his head. He looked at Lucius carefully for a while, and then raised his eyebrows.

In the silence, he slowly asked

"Then what if I tell you that the poisonous snake I'm talking about is Voldemort?"

As soon as these words came out, Lucius's pupils suddenly shrank to the size of a pinhole. The expression on his face changed from anger to horror, then from horror to confusion, and finally condensed into a complex paleness.

"Gudong..."

Lucius's Adam's apple moved and he swallowed a gulp of saliva. He looked directly at Charlie, as if he wanted to see from Charlie's eyes that this was just a bad joke.

However, the reality made Lucius despair, because the only thing in Charlie's eyes was his panicked and ridiculous face...

"Fu... the mysterious man... isn't the mysterious man already dead?"

Lucius's voice weakened, full of helplessness, and he asked Charlie

"If he really died that easily, then he would no longer be Voldemort."

Charlie took out another candy, sighed, and stuffed it into his mouth.

But his words were not over yet. He continued to speak to Lucius beside him.

"It's incredible... He is a character who has been dead for more than ten years in my mind, but today, I suddenly learned the news that he is still alive from someone else's mouth. If it were me, I would also be surprised.

…”

"But...even if he is still alive...why would he kill Draco?"

Lucius closed his eyes in pain, and subconsciously placed his right hand on his left forearm that was branded with the mark of the dark devil. It was as if he felt an unprovoked sting and torture, spreading through the mark throughout his body.

"Does he need a reason to kill someone?"

Charlie laughed, his smile bright, as if he was saying something trivial and ordinary.

The silence inside the car didn't know how long it lasted.

Anyway, since Charlie said these words, Lucius seemed to have a dead look, lowered his head dully, and said nothing.

Finally, the car slowly stopped in front of Malfoy Manor.

"Lucius...if one day in the future, I have to fight to the death with Tom, I want to know, whose friend will you become?"