Harry Potter: Charlie and the Candy Factory

It has to be said that as the editor-in-chief of the Daily Prophet, Guffey is very professional. At least from the perspective of his selection of photos for Fudge, he has far surpassed most reporters in the British wizarding world.

The new morning sunshine was gentle yet energetic, shining through the window behind Fudge, and softly falling on his body.

His cheeks, hair, and the blue-striped suit were all coated with a faint glow, making the whole person more and more full of the cordial attitude that a leader should have when recorded by the camera.

With his noble temperament, coupled with Fudge's excellent expression and demeanor management and his special speaking skills.

When he sits there, even nonsense will become extraordinarily meaningful and meaningful, forcing people to choose to trust him unconditionally.

Watching the performance of the two quietly, Charlie also silently remembered the name Gu Fei in his heart. If there is a need in the future, there is really no guarantee that this special talent will be used.

Although you don't have to go out of your way to win over someone, it is still an excellent way to give them some sweetness.

While Charlie was minding his own business, Fudge behind the desk had already finished reading the Christmas greetings he had prepared.

"...Okay, that's all I want to say. I hope you can have a happy Christmas, my dear friends!"

As he spoke, Fudge, with a reserved smile on his face, raised his hand and waved towards the lens in Guffey's hand as a sign of completion.

After he finished speaking, Guffey did not put down the camera in his hand. Instead, he continued to make a gesture to Fudge.

Fudge's eyes flashed, but the smile on his face remained. Then, under Charlie's gaze, he slowly took out a candy from his pocket, held it in his hand, and paused for a moment or two to face the camera.

seconds of time.

Taking advantage of this pause, Gu Fei also understood. He took two steps forward and focused the camera on his fat hands and the text marked on the candy in his hand.

"Ah! Did you notice it too?"

When the camera returned to Fudge's face, he opened his eyes a bit in surprise.

Then, without any embarrassment, he skillfully peeled off the packaging of the candy in his hand, revealing the crystal clear and gem-like violet candy inside.

After throwing it into his mouth, he tasted it and talked about it like a casual conversation.

"This is a dessert from Charlie's Candy Factory. Because Charlie knows that I like to eat desserts, he specially sent a lot of them... It is a new product and will probably be released on Christmas Day. To be honest, it tastes very delicious.

I recommend you to buy some when the time comes, it will definitely give you a different experience."

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"Great!" When all the materials were shot, Guffey put down the camera in his hand with a smile on his face, nodded to Fudge and praised.

"It's so perfect, especially the expression on your face when you put the candy into your mouth at the end. There's no trace of acting at all."

Fudge listened to Guffey's compliments, stood up, showed a somewhat complacent smile, and then stretched out his hand to straighten the collar of his shirt.

"Of course! You know, I have always thought that I was particularly talented in performing in front of the camera. It's like I was born to do this... To be honest, it's a pity that I was born too early.

If I were only in my twenties now, how could I have made Gilderoy Lockhart the 'Most Charming Smile' in Wizarding Weekly five times in a row?"

After a while of self-bragging, Fudge looked at Charlie sitting beside him, walked up to him, and asked about the real "Party A"

"Well, Charlie, what do you think of the effect?"

"As editor-in-chief Guffey said, it's great."

Charlie also stood up and applauded the other party softly as he spoke.

He did not lie, but indeed agreed with Fudge's performance at this moment.

After all, although this advertisement seems to be extremely blunt to ordinary people, and there is no twist at all, in Muggle society, it will definitely become a laugh-out-loud existence.

But I can’t bear to believe that this is the magical world! How can wizards whose thinking is still stuck in the last century have ever seen those twists and turns?

What's more, you need to know that this is a head-of-state figure personally carrying the goods! Especially now that Fudge is in the public eye because of the last relevant laws and measures that allowed Muggle family members related to wizards to enter the magical world.

period of rising image.

With the superposition of such various buffs, how could it not cause a large-scale sensation?!

In addition to all the previous events, using only 50,000 Galleons to get so many rewards from Fudge, this time it can be said to be a huge profit!

Thinking of this, the smile on Charlie's face became more sincere. He held the back of Fudge's fat hand, patted it twice gently to show affection, and continued.

"You are simply a genius! I think, if you are willing, we should cooperate like this more times in the future!"

"Of course! Of course! I'd love to!"

After listening to Charlie's words, Fudge nodded quickly, his eyes narrowed in laughter for a moment.

After all, if you can get such a large sum of money just by reading a few words, who would refuse such a good thing!

Now in his eyes, Charlie was like an angel with wings, flying in the air and constantly showering him with Merlin's care.

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After completing his own work, Gu Fei is no longer qualified to stay here.

So, after packing up his things, he wisely left Fudge's office as early as possible, leaving a space for Charlie and the two to talk alone...

The young girl who was in charge of the reception came in with the hot tea that had just been brewed. After placing it in front of Fudge and Charlie, she quietly faded away in silence.

Charlie raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and did not ask unhappily where Umbridge, who had been following Fudge, had gone. Instead, he quietly tasted the black tea in his hand.

Hmm... I don't know if it was for psychological reasons. Since he didn't see Umbridge's big face this time, Charlie felt that even the tea seemed to taste a lot better.

"Minister Fudge..."

Putting down the tea cup, he looked at Fudge sitting behind the desk and said softly

"Actually, I have been troubled by something recently. After thinking about it, you are the only one in the British wizarding world who can help me."

Fudge smiled. Charlie put on the top hat. He was in such a good mood that he didn't even listen to the question. He patted his chest and asked confidently.

"Since you told me so, then since I can help, I will definitely not ignore it."

"I want to go to Azkaban."

He took another sip of black tea, glanced at Fudge, whose face gradually turned stiff, and explained unhurriedly.

"After all, it is Christmas. As a member of the Black family, I am reasonable and should go visit those members of the clan who are still suffering inside, right?"

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