Harry Potter: Charlie and the Candy Factory

"Um?"

Looking from a distance, Quirrell, who was running wildly just a second ago, suddenly stopped. Not far away from him, Charlie couldn't help but frown slightly, and let out a sound of doubt in his nose.

Just when he was about to raise his hand and fire another shot at the opponent to show off, Quirrell suddenly "thumped" and fell to his knees on the ground...

Then, under Charlie's gaze, the skinny body that had been running long and wide began to tremble crazily like a sieve, accompanied by a weird moan of unknown meaning, similar to "Uh... ugh... ugh...".

"Tom...is this your trick too?"

His eyes narrowed slightly, and a somewhat inexplicable look appeared on his face, which was originally indifferent and calm.

Without much thought, Charlie realized something in an instant. He did not intend to give Voldemort a chance to make a comeback. Although he did not know what exactly happened, the struggle experience accumulated over the years still drove him to take quick measures.

For a moment, the wrist flicked violently, and the red light gathered on the tip of the staff again, and in less than half a second, it quickly solidified. Its speed was so fast that even "Mad Eye" Moody was stunned when he saw it.

Be astonished by it.

"Stab it!

!

"With a sound, like the roar of thunder and lightning, a scarlet chain as thick as an arm was pulled out from the tip of the staff.

“Buzz!

!”

The magic chain cut through the air, and with a harsh roar, it shot straight in the direction of Quirrell.

However, just when the magic was about to hit Quirrell, he suddenly raised his head, with a ferocious face, and let out a painful and terrifying roar toward the sky.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!

!

!”

As the roar resounded through the silent Forbidden Forest, the birds on the branches were once again startled and fled in all directions. A dark green, insubstantial mist surged out, with Quirrell as the center, and began to move around like a tsunami.

Emerged! Suddenly it seemed like a huge wave was about to submerge everything...

Originally, the invincible chain in Charlie's hand, after coming into contact with the dark green mist, was like a mud cow drowning in the sea. In an instant, it lost its original power.

The mist even tried to cling to the chain and attack in the direction of the wand itself.

However, the experienced Charlie did not give the other party such a chance. Facing the menacing unknown magic, his face remained calm.

He immediately dissipated the magic power supplied to the chain... without the power to maintain its basic form, the chain that had solidified to a certain extent suddenly began to disintegrate. Just when the dark green color was about to infect Charlie, it completely disappeared.

.

Only a mixture of red and green was left in the void, with an unwilling afterimage, but it also slowly passed away with the cold wind...

“Ahhhhhhhhhh!

!

!You lied to me!

!

!My master!

No!

Please!

!”

Roaring wantonly, Quirrell's eyes were extremely wide at this moment, with blood streaks all over them, clearly defined, and even blood and tears, gurgling down the corners of his eyes, passing through his ferocious cheeks, and finally

It fell to the ground and gathered into a small puddle of blood.

Sweat seemed to be endless, pouring out from all parts of his body. It was obviously a biting cold weather, but he already felt like the sweltering heat...

At this moment, the pain that cannot be described in words is spreading from the soul, through everything in Quirrell.

He had no choice but to wail weakly under such torture, like an old dog that was dying, pitifully hoping for the final mercy of its master.

"I don't want it anymore!

!

Owner!

I don’t want any director!

!Please!

Please let me go... I am your loyal servant... I will always serve you... Please let me go!

!”

However, in the face of such constant begging, how could the inhumane Voldemort pay attention? On the back of his head, the moldy face began to squirm crazily, even easily squeezing the scarf wrapped around Quirrell's head.

It fell off and was completely exposed to the air.

If you observe carefully, you will find that the dark green magic mist that is constantly spreading out is coming from the eyes of the human face behind Quirrell's head.

"Too late!

!

"

Voldemort's hoarse voice seemed particularly high-pitched at this time, while he let out a sinister smile like "Jie Jie Jie Jie", while he also used lies that were not very careful to calm Quirrell's emotions.

"Don't worry! My faithful servant... I will remember your contribution to me!

!After I have contributed to the entire British wizarding community, just as I promised you, I will let you be the first Director of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement of the new government!

At this point, no matter who takes office, they can only start from the second term! Because I will write your name into the history of magic and let you die gloriously!

!”

After saying this, his squirming became even more intense, and the magic mist that spewed out became a bit more intense.

"No!

!

!

"

………………………………

In the outer layer of the Forbidden Forest, Hagrid, who was carrying teeth in the wind and holding an umbrella on guard as he walked deeper step by step, couldn't help but stop.

Listening to the blood-curdling scream, even he couldn't help but get goosebumps on his arms.

"Damn...what the hell happened."

Under his thick beard, he opened his mouth and gasped for breath.

The turbid air exhaled turned into white mist in the cold and disappeared in mid-air.

After hesitating for a moment, Hagrid lowered his eyes and glanced at Yaya beside him.

Yaya also looked at his master. There was no fear in his expression like the animals in the Forbidden Forest. Instead, he stuck out his tongue and breathed continuously. The firmness in his eyes had never changed...

"My good boy..."

Hagrid's face showed a soft look. He patted Yaya's head lovingly, then deftly opened his coat and took out several packets of candies hidden inside.

He tore open the package, poured all the candies mixed with different flavors into his mouth, and started chewing them.

"Come on! I've seen Voldemort before, let me see what can be more terrifying!

"

To boost his own morale, Hagrid also held the small pink parasol in his hand a little tighter. At this moment, Hagrid no longer hesitated, took big steps, and moved forward in the direction where the scream came from.

………

Behind Hagrid, further away, a few young wizards were far less calm than usual.

For a moment, they all stopped in unison.

"Did you hear that!?" Ron's voice was trembling, his upper teeth were chatting with his lower teeth, and he tugged at the corner of Hermione's clothes, then desperately turned his head to observe the expressions of the other people.

Not only Ron, but even Draco's face suddenly turned pale. He pursed his lips, and his heart beat involuntarily even more violently.

At this time, Hermione had no time to worry about Ron who was tugging at the corner of her clothes. Her little hands clenched the wand tightly to cover up the fear in her heart, and then she forced herself to calm down and asked the other two people.

"That seems to be Quirrell's voice... Although I don't know what happened, but, do we really want to go there?"

"certainly!

"Harry's eyes were stern, even though his legs were shaking violently, but when he thought of Hagrid walking into it alone, he nodded without hesitation.

"..." Draco, on the other hand, did not speak. He just looked at the dark Forbidden Forest helplessly, not knowing what to do.

In his heart, an inexplicable sense of lingering feelings arose, constantly reminding him of the danger and terror inside...

Ron and Hermione also saw the uneasiness in Draco's eyes. They were speechless for a moment and fell into silence.

Harry glanced at the three people who were still struggling, frowned, and breathed a little faster.

But he didn't say anything. After a long time, he spoke

"You guys go back first. I have to go find Hagrid... Don't worry, there will be no problem. I will go back soon."

After saying that, he turned around, took a step forward, ran with his eyes closed, and plunged into the forbidden forest.

"Harry!

"

"Hey! Wait!

"

"Don't!

!

"

Finally, under the stunned gazes of Draco, Ron, and Hermione, Harry's figure completely disappeared into the darkness.

.........After Harry left, there was another period of silence.

"I..." Ron's face almost dropped to the ground. He looked at the forest road that looked like a man-eating monster, and finally raised his wand without hesitation.

"I can't leave Harry alone!

"

After that, he followed Harry's example, closed his eyes, and rushed in, shouting as he ran.

“Ahhhhh!

!

Harry!

!Harry!

!I’m coming to find you!

!

"

However, before he rushed out, he seemed to have forgotten that he was still holding onto Hermione's clothes.

"Hey! Wait, Ron, what are you doing!

!”

Caught off guard, Hermione had no choice but to be dragged into the Forbidden Forest by Ron.

"..." Watching his companions enter one after another, Draco stood there and took a deep breath.

After clenching his fist and waving it hard twice, he suppressed the Yu Ji and anxiety in his heart and chased the pace of the three people in front of him.

…

In the Forbidden Forest, there is no light, and the big trees seem to be full of ghosts. If you casually glance around, a horrifying picture will appear in your mind.

However, in the face of all this, Harry not only did not stop, but even faster.

In his mind, the image of meeting Hagrid flashed quickly...the figure wearing leather clothes, riding a motorcycle, and carrying a cake.

Although I have only known each other for a few months, every time I think of his care and warmth for me, this somewhat rough man seems to have the weight of a family member.

…………………………

Looking back to Charlie

In front of his eyes, the green mist that had been released wantonly began to converge and took on a spiral shape, surrounding Quirrell in the middle, making Charlie unable to see anything clearly...

It's not like Charlie has never tried to break through the packages formed by these mists. But everything he did had no effect. All ordinary attacks disappeared when they fell into them. And like the Li Fire Curse, A powerful spell, but unable to be cast due to the environment. Even the transformation technique he is best at will suddenly lose its effectiveness after coming into contact with the object shrouded in green mist.

It was as if that area had become a magical restricted area. For a moment, Charlie was particularly restricted...

Quirrell's screams continued, but they were far less vigorous than before. Instead, they became weaker and smaller, and even his voice became hoarse.

Like an old bellows, the wail carries the resentment and curse of hell...

As a top student who had read a large amount of information about black magic in the forbidden book area when he was in school, Charlie clearly understood a common feature regarding soul magic...

That is, during the process of casting the spell, the more intense the torture the soul you sacrifice undergoes before death, the more refined the power of the magic will be.

Therefore, although there is no way to know what kind of magic Voldemort is using at this moment, Charlie knows that once this magic is accumulated, the effects it can achieve will be surprisingly terrifying...

Take a deep breath of the chilly air.

Charlie's eyes flickered, and his expression gradually changed from calm to solemn.

Sure enough... no matter how desperate Voldemort is, he is still Voldemort; no matter how crotchless the Dark Lord is, he is still the Dark Lord.

As long as he is not careful, what will appear in front of him will be the consequences of capsizing...

"Come on...I'll be waiting." Charlie was still looking at the thick fog, hoping to see through it the familiar figure from long ago, and murmured to himself.

Finally... I don't know how long it took, but Quirrell's wailing in the mist finally completely disappeared...

Charlie knew that he was dead. It was not a physical death, but a spiritual death... He was devoured by an extremely evil curse.

However, the second the wailing disappeared, a burst of hoarse and disgusting laughter gradually grew from small to loud, and finally became wanton and crazy, completely unable to contain it.

So familiar...this damn voice.

I don't know if it was due to psychological reasons, but Charlie's right hand, which was gently squeezing the wand, showed a slight fluctuation beyond normal.

Even if it's just a little bit, it can make people see the unrest in Charlie Black's heart.

"Hahaha, hahahahaha!

!

Hahahahaha!

!

………”

The green mist was suddenly moved, and instantly became turbulent, all rushing towards the center.

In the mist, Charlie finally saw that the body that had been kneeling on the ground and belonged to Quirrell stood up staggeringly, opened his arms, and tried to let the mist flow into his body as quickly as possible.

"My dear Charlie Black, I miss you so much..."