Harry Potter: Charlie and the Candy Factory

For a young wizard who is no more than a teenager, the lethality that a Nimbus 2000 can cause cannot be ignored.

In less than half a minute, the atmosphere in the already lively and noisy Slytherin lounge rose to a higher level.

A group of students who knew each other or didn't know each other had their eyes flashing, and they all rushed towards Harry's direction like stars over the moon, hoping to have a chance to reach out and touch this legendary "high-level creature".

broom"……

Even Marcus Flint, captain of the Slytherin Quidditch team, couldn't help coming over to join in the fun. He looked at the brand-new broom with burning eyes, and then gave Harry a heartfelt compliment.

"Nice broom...Potter."

Helplessly, Harry, who suddenly became the center of attention, had no choice but to give up the idea of ​​continuing to open the last gift here.

While dealing with the crowd with a forced smile, he picked up other things and hurriedly broke through the crowd with Hedwig and fled back to his dormitory in embarrassment.

"Peng!"

When the door to the dormitory was closed tightly and all the noise disappeared, Harry couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief.

Then he felt a little distressed and carefully wiped the Nimbus 2000 with the robe on his body. He didn't know when there were a few more finger marks.

He glanced at Theodore not far away. He was lying on the bed at the moment, flipping through an unknown magazine, quietly enjoying his time alone, and not paying any attention to who was walking in again at this moment.

.just like before...

Harry withdrew his gaze and walked back to his bed without saying anything else.

After tidying up the Nimbus 2000 and other gadgets, he looked at the only unopened gift left in his hand.

"What's this?"

Harry raised his eyebrows and sat down on the bed. After looking at it carefully, he muttered to himself thoughtfully.

The gift was wrapped tightly, and there was no writing on it, not even a name. Judging from the feeling and weight in his hand, Harry could guess that it was probably a folded gift.

clothing.

After hesitating for a moment, he skillfully took it apart.

However, when the outer wrapping paper was peeled off layer by layer by Harry, he was completely surprised by the scene that appeared in front of him.

The inside of the wrapping paper was completely empty...or, at least, nothing could be seen before Harry's eyes.

And when he felt the slight weight and subconsciously stretched out his hand to try and rub it, he could clearly feel an extremely smooth fabric passing through his fingertips.

It can be easily picked up by him, but he can't see anything about it...

Harry blinked hard, as if there was some confusion between vision and touch, or a huge joke, which made him feel a little baffled.

After a long time, Harry slowly lifted up the folded "invisible dress" and covered it in his hand. The next second, it was severed from his forearm, and the hand suddenly disappeared in front of his eyes.

.

"Gudong..."

Harry swallowed and couldn't help but think of the spell Draco had cast on him.

"Is this also a form of Disillusionment Curse?"

………………………………

"Breaking through the heavy snowstorm, we sat on the sled..."

"Running across the fields, we laughed and sang..."

In the factory, the roar of machines that was supposed to sound has disappeared today, replaced by joyful and high-pitched singing.

The Christmas holiday is here, and among the snowflakes, every elf looks particularly happy.

They changed out of their long-standing work clothes and put on new clothes.

Under Russell's command, people held each other's hands, formed a large circle under the Christmas tree, and sang holiday songs loudly.

The loud singing voice floated in the air and spread to every corner of the factory.

Even Charlie and Aberforth, who were stretching their muscles in a remote open space in the corner, could hear it clearly.

Aberforth's skin, which had just ended a battle, was slightly red. His strong arms were exposed to the air, and there was no trace of coldness at all. Instead, they were faintly releasing heat.

He first habitually flicked the white smoke slowly emerging from the top of the wand, then put down his pulled up sleeves, raised his head and looked into the distance, and couldn't help but complain.

"Oh my God...aren't these guys tired? They have obviously been singing all morning..."

"The elves love this song."

Charlie replied with a smile. As he spoke, he slowly reached out to recall the velvet robe hanging far away, put it on his body, and turned the wand in his hand.

In an instant, the ground and trees that were originally pitted due to the fierce battle were restored again, becoming the same as before.

With a snap of his fingers, two cups of hot cocoa that had been prepared appeared in front of him out of thin air.

Charlie gently picked up one of the glasses and pushed the other towards Aberforth.

After taking a gentle sip, he exhaled a long breath, and then continued unhurriedly.

"Ever since I sang it to them once at the Christmas dinner five years ago, they have ingrained this song in their minds and have to sing it every Christmas...and they sing it for hours."

After that, Charlie shrugged his shoulders and put on an expression that said, "As long as you get used to it, it doesn't matter." Aberforth couldn't help but feel a toothache.

"snort……"

Aberforth rolled his eyes fiercely, and after inserting the wand back into the pocket on the inside of his cloak, he let out a heavy groan.

"I can't stand this crappy song... It's too outrageous to me to sing about Christmas and that guy called Jesus... If they want to sing it so much, why can't they sing more Merlin?"

He turned around and walked towards the distance without looking back.

"What are you going to do?"

Charlie asked

“Go play with my baby car!!”

He replied without turning his head, his thick white hair flying in the wind, as if blending with the falling snowflakes.

He walked toward the distance along the already blurry path until his figure disappeared.

Ever since Charlie gave him a brand-new, refitted car, Aberforth had focused all his energy on it.

In one day, apart from training and resting with Charlie, he spent almost all his energy on the new car. From time to time, he would drive it out of the factory and have an exciting race on the Cheshire road.

Journey…

"Well, I hope you have fun."

He did not stop the other party until Aberforth's figure completely disappeared from sight, and he no longer stayed where he was. In the blink of an eye, he walked away and returned to his office.

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