Harry Potter: Charlie and the Candy Factory

The two blockbuster news coming out of Charlie's mouth in succession had already made Russell stunned again.

After a long time, he finally absorbed the huge amount of information contained in these short numbers with difficulty, and managed to calm down.

Although his eyes had regained their former rationality, the incredible confusion and shock in his words could not be easily erased.

After his lips trembled slightly for two times, he opened his mouth again, breaking the silence that had just formed in the air.

"With all due respect to Russell, dear master... the stupid Russell wants to know if you already have a suitable candidate in mind?"

In fact, it is not surprising that Russell gave such a big reaction... After all, whether it is establishing a new department or selecting a Muggle as the new director, just mentioning it is a major event that can cause a sensation in the entire audience.

You must know that the position of director represents the highest authority under the factory director.

Except for Russell, there are five other elves with the title of director. Almost everyone holds some lifeline or some extremely confidential project in their hands.

It is precisely through their tacit cooperation and interconnection that the current management system network covering the entire factory has been formed, managing everything in an orderly manner.

It can even be said that today's Charlie Candy Factory can achieve such brilliant results. It is true that it is inseparable from Charlie's many magical candies, but the collaboration and efforts of Russell and the others are absolutely necessary to form this behemoth!

Under this stable relationship, Charlie suddenly announced that a new director would be elected, and this director was still a Muggle! Although he didn't say much, Russell's worry and uneasiness could be felt in his heart.

But it's obvious.

Charlie didn't speak, but pushed the document on the table forward and motioned for him to pick it up and take a look.

Russell did not hesitate, stood on tiptoes, carefully fumbled for the document on the desk, put it in front of his eyes, and began to read it carefully word for word. Although he thought he had done enough in his mind when he got the document.

necessary preparations, and has been silently hinting to himself, "What the great Master Charlie does is right..."

However, when he saw the name marked on the document and the familiar face on the photo in the upper right corner, he still let out his third exclamation in a short period of time since arriving in the office.

"Vernon Dursley!??"

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At this moment, it was obvious that as the main figure in the discussion between the two people in the office, Dursley had no idea what was happening.

He didn't know that he was about to be appointed as a new director. Instead, after waking up from his sleep, he was uneasily worried about how Blake would react to what he had done... Yes

Laugh it off, agree with it readily, or even make it worse?

Everything is possible. After all, in Dursley's view, it is possible for such a weird and unpredictable person to do anything. And he, as an ordinary Ma

A melon, an employee under the other party's control, the father of a child... all that can be done now is to pray.

Pray for the other person's mercy, pray for his mercy, and pray that he will show kindness on such a happy day as Christmas.

Even, in order to be more effective, he even changed the object of prayer from God to Merlin (this is what the drinking friends in the Leaky Cauldron told him: "The void God cannot give you the benefit of a bigger butt, but

Merlin’s soul will always wander over Britain, bringing happiness to his children!”)

However, it was a pity that from the time he woke up until the night fell completely the next day, he still did not receive any news from Charlie Black.

With a "ding-dong" sound, the twelve o'clock bell in the living room seemed to inform everyone of the arrival of Christmas, but it was also like a huge hammer, shattering the last hope in the heart of this seemingly strong man.

A little hope.

He stared at the small Christmas tree standing in the living room not far away and the gifts stacked under the Christmas tree. Tears finally burst out of his eye sockets, accompanied by a low and painful sob, flowing down his plump cheeks.

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Petunia sat next to him, watching Dursley quietly. She was usually the easiest to cry because of Dudley, but now she uncharacteristically did not cry with Dursley's cry. She stretched out her hand to slowly

Hugging the other person, gently leaning her head on the strong shoulder, just like when Dursley comforted her, he said

"It's okay... dear... everything will be fine..."

The two of them sat quietly on the sofa in the living room under the pale yellow light. The hour hand of the clock did not stop and continued to rotate slowly. After turning a small half circle, the hour hand pointed from twelve o'clock to two o'clock, Desi

Li's mood finally calmed down.

He drooped his head, took a deep breath, and then asked in a hoarse voice.

"What should we do now? Maggie will come over for dinner at night. If she sees Dudley like this, everything will be over..."

Maggie is Dursley's sister, a woman with a stubborn personality, bad temper, and harsh words. This has led to her still living alone, without a husband or children, and only has twelve bullfighting dogs.

The dog keeps her company.

"There will always be a way. At worst, we can make up a reason, such as... Let Dudley fake his death! Then we will secretly raise him and let him live at home."

Dursley, who had his head hanging down, couldn't help but raise his head, looked at the look in his wife's eyes that didn't look like she was joking, and couldn't help but ask a question.

"Are you kidding me?"

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