Harry Potter: Charlie and the Candy Factory

From beginning to end, he only used two spells.

"Misty clouds" and "transformation spell"...

Lucius didn't know if the other party let him go on purpose, but that scene had indeed become a nightmare that he would never forget.

Maybe it was because of his relationship with Narcissa...or maybe because Charlie needed to tell Voldemort about this alone.

Regardless, he survived, becoming the only survivor of a one-sided massacre that couldn't even be called a battle.

"call……"

Lucius couldn't help but shudder, and subconsciously drank the red wine he had just poured into the glass in one gulp.

However, just as Lucius was thinking about the nightmare in his mind.

Outside the iron gate of Malfoy Manor, two beams of bright lights suddenly broke through the fog in front of the door, shining directly through the glass of the mansion...

The sudden light made Lucius couldn't help but squint his eyes.

He was brought back to reality from his memory, frowned, and looked out the door subconsciously.

"What's going on?" Just when he was questioning.

Outside the wrought iron gate, a house elf in a formal dress stepped out from the passenger seat of a high-end black car.

It held on to the car door so that its trembling legs could be supported instead of collapsing directly on the ground.

After a while, he finally recovered. He took a deep breath and shouted loudly to the mansion in the manor.

"At the invitation of Ms. Narcissa Malfoy, Master Charlie Black is here to visit!"

"Peng!"

The solid wood seat fell to the thick floor with a muffled sound.

Lucius's heart seemed to have been hit hard, and he subconsciously stood up from the chair.

For a moment, Charlie's sudden appearance caused his thoughts to pause for a few seconds.

Ignoring the chair that fell on the floor, Lucius took a deep breath and walked quickly upstairs, shouting

"Narcissa!!"

………………………

"Okay...Master."

After Russell finished shouting, he hurriedly walked around the front of the car and reached out to open Charlie's door.

Charlie got out of the driver's seat unhurriedly and glanced at the other party helplessly.

"You know, in the Muggle world, the driver stops the car and runs down to open the door for the boss."

Russell didn't understand what Charlie was saying and was startled. He quickly took two steps back and waved his hands quickly.

"Don't dare! As a servant, how dare I ask the master to come down and open the door for me!?"

"..." Charlie was speechless.

He sighed and stretched his arms to relieve the fatigue from driving for nearly an afternoon.

"I want you to learn this quickly so that you don't have to be so tired next time."

Russell's eyelids trembled and he gave a somewhat stiff smile.

"Try to..."

"Go to the back and get all the things I prepared, and then drive the car back."

"Ah!? But...but, but me"

"I specially added magic navigation and assisted driving functions inside, so no one can be killed."

After Charlie finished speaking, he no longer looked at Russell, who was stammering and frightened. Instead, he walked to the wrought iron gate and stretched out his hand to stroke it slowly.

Close your eyes and feel the slight coolness of the wrought iron in your hands.

He couldn't help but sigh in his heart, it was indeed a long-established pure-blood family, with a great business... even the door was made of alchemy items.

Charlie noticed the moment his palm touched it that at least three magic spells were added to this ordinary iron door.

It's a pity that he can only find one "cloudy" one from above. Finally, he doesn't know what the remaining two are.

At this moment, with the arrival of Charlie, Lucius could no longer maintain his original demeanor in the mansion. He quickly walked upstairs and pushed open Draco's room.

In the room, Narcissa was sitting by the bed, comforting Draco who was extremely depressed and his eyes were watery as if he was about to cry.

Seeing Lucius suddenly barging in, Narcissa was stunned for a moment.

However, Draco had almost formed a conditioned reflex. He trembled for a moment, and the expression on his face returned to calm at the speed of light. Even the tears in his eyes were immediately forced back, as if everything was normal.

"What happened, father?"

But at this time, Lucius could no longer think about Draco. After he glanced at his son, he turned to look at Narcissa.

"Narcissa, he's coming!"

His expression looked a little panicked, and there were even glistening beads of sweat on his forehead.

That way, it seemed as if Charlie was not here as a guest, but came all the way here to take his life!

Narcissa couldn't help but raise her eyebrows when she heard Lucius's words.

But her reaction was undoubtedly much more normal than Lucius's.

"Go and open the door first."

She said to Lucius first, then turned around and patted Draco's quilt.

"Come on, Draco! Come down quickly, your uncle is here!"

There was unconcealed surprise and happiness in that voice.

Draco couldn't help but pause after listening to his mother's words.

It wasn't until the two people left his room in a hurry that he realized it again.

He looked at the pajamas he was wearing at this time, and his little face became sad again.

Damn it! If I had known better, I wouldn’t have taken off my clothes.

…………………………

Outside the gate, Russell entered the cab with a sad face as Charlie watched, drove the Aston Martin, and then gradually became smaller and smaller until it disappeared from his sight.

At this moment, the wrought iron door behind him finally opened slowly with a burst of sound.

Charlie turned around and looked far away, in front of the gate of the mansion not far away.

Between them, his sister Narcissa and brother-in-law Lucius Malfoy were looking at him outside the iron door with a smile.

Seeing that he had turned his head, he also stretched out his hand and waved to himself.

And Charlie soon noticed...between the two people, his little nephew Draco, whom he had never met before, was wearing pajamas at the moment and was being held down by Lucius with a look of reluctance on his face.

There was a sharp contrast with the well-dressed parents...

In fact, this was not Draco's fault, but because Charlie was at the door. Lucius was so anxious that he didn't give him any time to change clothes and pulled him directly to the door.

At this moment, all the preparations Draco had made for several days to leave a deep impression on Charlie suddenly lost their effect.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Charlie couldn't help but laugh before he went in.

It seems that I have come to the right place this time... Just think about the few days I will spend here, there is a high probability that I will not become bored.