Harry Potter: Charlie and the Candy Factory

After finishing the drink, he first supported Severus and took him back to Hogwarts.

It wasn't until the other person lay on the bed and fell asleep that Charlie left his room and quietly closed the door...

He did not ask Lucius that question like he did when he was drinking with Lucius that day...

Because Severus and Lucius are not the same person. If there is a slight estrangement in the family relationship with Lucius, then Severus is one of the few people he can completely trust.

of people.

You know, even when he was getting along with Albus Dumbledore, Charlie would still not completely let go. He would always hide something out of habit so that the other party could not completely see through him.

After all, there is nothing that can be done about it... Facing the wisest wizard in the British magical world, even he would feel a little uneasy and fearful from time to time.

…

After settling Severus and leaving Hogwarts, Charlie did not return to his factory as usual, but turned around and headed towards Hogsmeade Village again.

He planned to find someone... someone who had turned him from an ordinary little wizard who could only use magic to a master of duels many years ago.

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Compared to the deserted Three Broomsticks, the Pig Head Bar, which is also a bar, can already be called lonely...

Just standing on the path leading to the Pig Head Bar, looking at the dilapidated cabin in the distance and the bloody pig head painted on the bracket next to the wooden cabin. It is difficult for you to distinguish it from a haunted house...

...Even the Screaming Shack during the day, at least from the outside, is far less scary than the shack itself...

Charlie had no doubt that the house would frighten some unsuspecting wizard.

"Oh...why can't it be cleaned up properly?...Or maybe Aberforth actually likes this kind of horror-themed tone."

Charlie sighed, and while complaining, he skillfully attached the magic called Yi Bu Ji Chen to his body.

After he was fully prepared, he took steps and walked straight towards the place that could never be erased from his memory as a student.

When he came to the door, looking at the thick layer of dust on the dilapidated wooden door that looked like it was a century old, Charlie just raised his eyebrows.

Then, without being polite, he raised his arm. As if he had returned to his own home, he knocked hard and made a loud sound, causing the entire door panel to sway, as if it would be scrapped in the next second.

“Bang bang bang!

!”

“Bang bang bang!

!”

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Finally, after knocking for about seven or eight minutes, the wooden door slowly opened with a groan of "squeaking" as the harsh brass door shaft turned.

The familiar face of Aberforth was revealed, but at this moment he still looked a little drunk, and his eyes were full of sleepiness, as if he had just woken up after drinking all night.

Seeing Aberforth appear, Charlie felt happy. However, before he could say anything, he suddenly saw a wand suddenly stretched out from Aberforth's hand.

"Damn you bastard, I slept very comfortably... Hiccup, didn't you know that the Pig's Head Bar is closed in the morning?

!”

As soon as the words fell, the wand pointed directly at the visitor at the door without any explanation. The tip suddenly flashed with red fire, and the next second, it suddenly bloomed, turning into surging magic, and invaded away.

Charlie's eyes suddenly widened, and he looked in disbelief at the magic spell that was shot towards him.

Because the distance between the two of them was too close, he couldn't easily resolve the situation if he was caught off guard, so he had no choice but to grab a corner of his windbreaker immediately.

Just listen to "Wow!

"A sound, flashing and hissing.

The windbreaker covered Charlie's face, successfully neutralizing most of the incoming magic.

However, although the magic was offset, the power contained in it did not disappear because of the protection of the windbreaker. Instead, Charlie was forced to push out, and it was not until he staggered back four or five steps on the ground that it was completely eliminated...

…

"Old man, are you crazy!?"

Charlie barely stood still, then quickly lowered his head and took a look at the bird smoke floating on his windbreaker and the conspicuous scars left behind. He couldn't help but feel angry and stunned, and shouted loudly to Aberforth.

"Um?"

At the door, Aberforth was about to close the door and go back to sleep when he was about to close the door and go back to sleep. However, he was suddenly startled by this familiar voice.

The next second, all the sleepiness and drunkenness in his mind were wiped away, and he woke up completely.

"Cheh, Charlie?!"

His groggy eyes also opened a little, regaining clarity. Only then did Aberforth clearly see who was in front of him, and the movement of closing the door stopped abruptly. In shock, he subconsciously called out Charlie's name.

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"Charlie, you know me...I really didn't expect you to come. Sorry, sorry..."

Inside the dusty Pig's Head Bar, a small oil lamp with a subtle flickering light was on the bar, trying its best to play its due role, illuminating the surroundings of the two people.

At this moment, the drunkenness on Aberforth's face completely disappeared. Looking at Charlie who was still checking the windbreaker in a bad mood, he had no choice but to defend himself in a low voice.

"It's my fault. Next time I should put the wand in your face first to prevent accidental injury!...Sigh"

Charlie sighed and glanced at his teacher resentfully. After all, he couldn't say anything too complaining. In the end, all his emotions could only turn into a sigh and dissipated in the air.

"Hahahaha... If you can pull out the stick as quickly as I can."

After listening to Charlie's words, Aberforth was not annoyed, he just laughed. He stroked his messy and thick white beard unhurriedly and responded casually.

Charlie couldn't hold it back and laughed for a moment, so he had to shake his head helplessly and said nothing more.

Seeing that Charlie had lost his temper, Aberforth also became more serious.

He got up and walked back to his bar and asked

"Why, are you here to drink this time, or are you here to see me?"

"Looking for your help."

Now that Aberforth had asked about his purpose, Charlie stopped going around in circles.

His eyes became determined. He looked at the other party and spoke word by word.

"I hope I can finish the unfinished classes again."

As soon as these words came out, Aberforth's eyes widened slightly at first, and then he was stunned for a long time and looked straight at Charlie.

For a long time, after confirming that he was not joking, Aberforth asked.

"What's going on?"

Charlie did not hide it from him, but stood up directly and showed the other party the other marks on his windbreaker.

"Just last night, I experienced a duel."

Sure enough, as an experienced wizard, Aberforth's face suddenly changed after seeing the marks on his windbreaker, and then he narrowed his eyes, with a hint of murderous intent revealed from them.

"There's a guy who wants your life... Where is he? I'm going to kill him."

Charlie shook his head and sat back in his seat.

"I need to kill him myself."

After saying that, he looked straight at Aberforth, and the meaning in his eyes was self-evident.

Aberforth's eyes were lowered, looking at the bar countertop that had been gathering dust for who knows how long, but he didn't know what he was thinking in his heart.

After a long time, he raised his hand and wiped away the dust on the countertop in front of him.

"Actually, with your current level, even in the UK, there are very few people who can hit you with magic... From the perspective of an equal duel, even I may not be yours anymore.

opponent."

After saying that, his eyes looked at Charlie again.

"Everything I can teach you has already been taught to you when you were in sixth grade. The only thing left is the experience accumulated over the past few decades."

Charlie's eyes lit up. He looked at the old man in front of him who could not be said to be charitable, but exuded an extraordinarily kind and familiar look, and the smile at the corner of his mouth became brighter.

"I guess what I lack now is experience."

Hearing this, Aberforth also laughed.

The two of them laughed together, and the laughter could no longer be restrained from pouring out of their mouths, just like the night more than ten years ago, people couldn't help but miss it...

Charlie and Aberforth laughed for a long time before finally stopping.

Aberforth wiped the tears from his eyes and continued to ask

"Okay, then how should I teach you, or be like before?"

"No."

Charlie shook his head again and continued

"I hope you can follow me back to my factory."

"That's not a good idea...what about my bar?"

Aberforth tapped his fingers on the wooden countertop and raised his eyebrows slightly.

"I'll quit!"

Charlie shrugged, his tone light and airy, as if he said something insignificant.

"Anyway, you're over a hundred years old, so it's not like you can keep running this bar for a long time. It's better to move to my place directly so that you can have someone to take care of you in the future."

Aberforth smiled again, but unlike before, there was obviously a bit of relief in his smile at this moment, and his eyes couldn't help but soften a lot. That was something Charlie had never seen before, just like Dumbledore

Benevolent kindness...

However, just when Charlie thought Aberforth would agree, he unexpectedly shook his head.

"Thank you for your kindness."

Aberforth's tone was somewhat complicated and melancholy.

"Although I understand that you are doing this for my own good...but the Pig Head Bar cannot just close its doors."

"Can……"

Charlie seemed to still be trying to fight for it. He opened his mouth and was about to continue saying something, but was directly interrupted by the other party.

"Let's do this...I'll go to your place and stay for a while. I'll come back when you really learn what you want."

Aberforth did not give Charlie a chance to refuse. With his understanding of his temperament, Charlie also understood that as long as the other party said something, there would be no chance to change it.

There are only two choices before him now, one is to agree, the other is to leave.

Finally, Charlie finally agreed... He stood up, patted the non-existent dust on his body as usual, and said this.

"It's just like you said..."

Seeing Charlie agree, Aberforth also had a look of satisfaction on his face.

"Very good, then you go out first. I'll pack my things and then follow you."

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Without making Charlie wait too long, Aberforth soon walked out of the haunted house-like bar.

He was still wearing the same robe made of linen, and the only thing he brought with him was a painting and picture frame taken from the wall of the bar.

Apart from that, there is nothing else...

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