Harry Potter: Charlie and the Candy Factory

At the dawn of Christmas, with snow falling in the sky, Ambrosio Froome opened his sleepy eyes from the bed accompanied by the familiar and joyful Christmas music.

"Well………"

With a rather painful groan, he moved his sore shoulders and arms, and slowly supported his fat body from the bed.

This action seemed to be particularly difficult, so that just the process of peeling his upper body off the mattress made his expression become particularly ferocious.

After about half a minute, he finally sat up, leaned against the wooden bedside table that had been used for unknown ages, took a deep breath of air with the warmth of the fireplace in the bedroom, and woke up completely...

"Crack, click, click..." After his bones loosened for a while, Ambrosio Froom held his waist, got off the bed, and walked toward the window step by step.

He looked out the window. The sun had not yet fully risen, and only a subtle light shone out, allowing him to vaguely see the scene outside the room.

The white snow that fell at some point in the night has covered the entire Hogsmeade village, just like every Christmas in the past, creating a pure and happy world.

His thick eyelids blinked again and again through the window, as if he was thinking about something. The smile hanging on the corner of his mouth seemed to be telling others that Ambrosio Froome was in a very good mood at the moment.

In the kitchen, Mrs. Froome was cooking today's breakfast. After hearing the familiar noise coming from the bedroom, she put down the spatula in her hand. The frying pan flying on the flames also suddenly became quiet.

She walked to the kitchen door, wiped the grease stains on her hands, and shouted at the top of her voice

"My dear, are you awake?"

"Yes, good morning, dear. Merry Christmas..."

Ambrose's voice came from a distance across several rooms.

"You too, Merry Christmas."

While talking, he had already put on his clothes, walked out of the bedroom, and sat in front of the dining table.

It didn't take long for Mrs. Froome to put toast and jam in front of him.

"Why didn't you call me today?"

At the dining table, the couple was eating breakfast and chatting without a word. Ambrose spread thick jam on the burnt side of the toast, took a firm bite, and asked vaguely

"I want you to rest a little longer, after all, I just finished sorting out so many goods yesterday."

Mrs. Froome said as usual, looking at the remaining fatigue on her husband's face, she couldn't help but feel a little distressed.

"Indeed... I was very tired yesterday."

Ambrose smacked his lips and nodded heartily.

You know, as one of the top candy stores in the British wizarding world, the sales volume of Charlie brand candy in Honeydukes has always been among the best.

Because of this, after learning that the new candies were about to be released, Ambrose naturally wanted the most goods.

More candy brings more galleons and guests.

But the only bad thing is that it is not an extremely easy task to sort out all five or six bags of candies and put them on the shelves... Even with the help of my wife, who constantly moves and arranges them, plus

Charlie's Candy Factory's display requirements for new candies also caused him to almost renovate the entire Honeydukes.

In the end, it took a whole day to get everything completed before Christmas.

Thinking of this, Ambrose groaned angrily twice, subconsciously supported his waist with his left hand, and took a big mouthful of the bitten piece of toast, as if what he was holding in his hand was Charlie Black's.

A hateful yet handsome face.

"Hmph... I hope Charlie Black's new candy is as delicious as the Daily Prophet said!"

When Mrs. Frum heard this, she could only put a smile on her lips and shook her head helplessly.

She has always been aware of her husband's dissatisfaction with Charlie Black, a young "comrade".

After all, the reason why Honeydukes is famous throughout the British wizarding world is essentially because he relied on his husband's persistence and love for candy to create many unique magical candies and use them to satisfy the hearts of children.

But now, such a stubborn and perseverant person is actually forced to compromise by a junior who is many years younger than him using incredibly delicious candies. It is inevitable that there will be some resentment and resentment in his heart.

Of.

But compared to Ambrose, Mrs. Froome was particularly open-minded.

Since their store chose to sell Charlie brand candies, the business of the entire store has been much better than before. Even with the previous candies, sales have also increased slightly, and they can earn more than 100% every day.

Long, it even increased by almost half, making their lives richer.

Mrs. Froome knew that Ambrose must have seen these changes that had taken place, and she must also know that the young man who came to the store with a smile had given them a lot of benefits.

.

Now he is just sulking with himself, but he is unwilling to accept it, and he is unwilling to admit that the boy with a noble background has actually far surpassed the candy master Ambrose Frew when it comes to sugar making techniques and creations.

Let's go out a few streets away......

After a simple breakfast and finishing off all the toast and jam, it officially means that a new day has begun.

Ambrose washed his face to make his face look more energetic, and then walked to the store door and took off the door latch.

"Come on, a new day, Christmas..."

He murmured softly to himself, and then with a little strength in his arms, he pushed open the door of Honeydukes, ready to welcome today's guests.

At this time, the sun had just jumped above the horizon, and its light drove away the night. It also flashed Ambrose's eyes suddenly, causing him to subconsciously squint a little.

However, the next second, the eyes that were originally narrowed suddenly opened again, and the expression on his face also changed, full of surprise that was hard to erase.

I saw that beneath the sunlight, on the land covered with white snow, I don’t know when a large crowd of people had gathered. They were older or younger, male or female, and all dressed in different styles.

, however, at this time, they came here for a common purpose.

"Are there any wind-sniffing violet candies?"

Among the crowd, when they saw Ambrose opening the store door, someone couldn't wait and asked quickly.

His words seemed to express people's feelings. The people in the crowd were noisy and said words that could not be heard clearly, but the meaning in their eyes was particularly clear.

Ambrose had seen this kind of look before - it was the look the children looked at him after he made "Bee Duke's Finest Chocolate".

For a moment, Ambrosu couldn't help but be in a trance. Fortunately, Mrs. Froome reacted quickly and hurriedly opened the shop door a little further. Then she nodded and said happily.

"Yes! We have many more!!!!"

This sentence seemed to trigger some strange mechanism, and the crowd immediately cheered, and then they all flocked to this candy shop in the early morning at around seven o'clock on Christmas Day.

There are many things like this happening in front of every candy store at the same time and in different places...

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