Harry Potter: Charlie and the Candy Factory

There was still a depressing atmosphere in the living room.

But at this time, it changed from two people to three people and one dog.

The fierce-looking white bulldog Pete lay leisurely next to the burning fireplace. He sneezed comfortably with the crackle of the firewood and then closed his eyes. The scene was left to everyone sitting on the sofa at this moment.

The Three "Dursleys" of Mind

"...My dear brother, I have heard some ridiculous rumors recently..."

Maggie first unhurriedly picked up the black tea that the couple had just made for her on the coffee table. After taking a sip, she half-closed her eyes and turned to Dursley, who was wearing a stiff smile next to her.

The sharp and mean voice continued.

"Those crazy people said that you gave up your position as a supervisor at the Granning Company and instead went to work as a low-level worker in some candy factory... That's not true, is it, Vernon?

"

The already stiff smile on Vernon's face became a bit uglier, his cheeks turned slightly red, and there were even glistening beads of sweat on his forehead.

In the living room, the oppressive atmosphere became more solemn due to this inappropriate question, as if it had turned into reality. Peter, who was sleeping soundly by the fire, couldn't help but open his sleepy eyes and glanced towards the sofa in deep confusion...

………

After a long silence, Dursley wiped his sweat and finally responded in a low voice.

"Yes... Maggie, I resigned and now work in the Charlie's Candy Factory."

As soon as these words came out, the half-closed eyes suddenly opened, and the sharp gaze was directed at Vernon beside him, making him feel as if his heart had been severely pricked by something.

.

"Choke!"

The white porcelain tea set containing black tea was placed heavily on the coffee table by Maggie. The next second, there was a baptism like a violent storm.

"Are you crazy?! Vernon Dursley!

"

The sharp and terrifying sound roared through the entire house. Even Aunt Petunia, who had always been called a "witch" by Harry, could only feel ashamed under such momentum and subconsciously changed her position.

Moved a little to the side.

“Oh my god, I can’t believe it, are you crazy or am I crazy, or is the world going crazy and having a decent and respectful job isn’t good?

You just need to sit in the office and drink coffee leisurely, and a lot of money will be deposited into your account every week.

And now? You stand on the assembly line, get together with a bunch of idiots who have accomplished nothing, and you will never see any chance of getting ahead in your life... Tell me, Vernon Dursley, tell you.

Sister, what exactly do you think?

………”

Faced with such an indiscriminate and merciless scolding, Petunia and Vernon had no choice but to continue to smile stiffly and nod in response.

The two of them looked at each other. Although they were still embarrassed beyond words, they both breathed a sigh of relief and let go of some of their nervousness.

Until now, Maggie has not noticed the fact that Dudley is not here. If the current situation continues, maybe Petunia and Vernon can really get their troublesome sister to the lake. …

When this violent storm ended, my sister, who must have been very angry, no longer had the interest to stay here to eat.

At that time, although Christmas, an important and very meaningful festival, will end in a not very decent way, but in a certain way, it is the best result that can be obtained, at least, for myself

The family can still maintain the normalcy that it deserves in the Muggle world without being regarded as a heretic. His son can also have another chance to survive another year in peace, waiting for Vernon to find change for him again.

Return to the same way.

Although the chances are slim………

Just when the two of them made up their minds and thought about how to make Maggie's firepower undiminished on this basis, suddenly, there was a soft "creak" sound from upstairs trying to open the door, but they were immediately let down.

Petunia and Vernon broke into a cold sweat, and their expressions, which had gradually become more natural, became even more stiff because of this.

Vernon rolled his eyes so that his face was facing Maggie and looked at Petunia. He blinked intentionally, as if to ask her if she had locked the door?

Having been married for more than ten years, she naturally knew very well what Vernon meant, so although she still had doubts in her heart, she hurriedly responded and signaled that she had locked the door.

Sure enough, the next second, a soft "kacha" sound came from the rotating axis of the door lock upstairs, and then there was no more movement.

The couple couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief. But Maggie seemed to have noticed something, she couldn't help but frowned, looked up at the stairs suspiciously, and then changed the subject and asked

"Did I hear it wrong? The voice upstairs is Dudley..."

Before Maggie could finish her words, goosebumps covered both of their bodies. Penny quickly stood up and shouted suddenly.

"ah!

Petunia...it seems like the tea in your cup has gone cold. I'll go get you a cup of hot tea."

After saying that, he took away the steaming black tea in front of Maggie without any explanation, and then hurriedly left the living room with a quick pace.

And Vernon was not idle either. After seeing his wife leave, he hurriedly coughed twice and hurriedly took over the topic and continued.

"That's right! My dear sister!

Uh... uh, have I told you... the story that I haven't been home on time after get off work recently but went to the bar with a group of workers to drink until late at night?"

Until this moment, even though Maggie, who had been talking to herself since entering the house and had not noticed anything strange at all, finally realized that the couple was acting strangely, and the suspicion on her face not only increased, but also increased.

"Get away, Vernon." She reached out and pulled Vernon aside, who was trying to block her sight. She stood up and started to walk upstairs.

"This is so weird. Why are you two so weird today?"

"Wait, sister!

I actually went to the casino last month with Dudley's college fund, maybe you want to scold me for this..."

The perseverant Vernon's heart almost rose to his throat, and inevitable despair clearly appeared in his eyes, but he still subconsciously wanted to get up from the sofa in embarrassment and stand in front of Maggie.

As if he sensed that the atmosphere was gradually getting a little different, Peter, who had been resting peacefully by the fireplace for a second, suddenly stood up, bowed his stocky back high, and barked uneasily at Vernon.

The atmosphere was eerie and the temperature dropped to freezing point. Petunia stood helplessly at the door of the kitchen holding a cup of black tea that was no different from the one she took away before, watching as Petunia walked up the stairs little by little.

"Ding Dong"

Suddenly, a clear doorbell rang outside the door, which immediately attracted everyone's attention.

"Excuse me...is this Dursley's home?"

The voice at the door was particularly familiar, and to Vernon's ears at this moment, it sounded more like some kind of Christmas gospel. He couldn't help but burst into tears, and his lips trembled as he murmured.

"Holy Son, Holy Mother, Holy Spirit... thank you for the miracles you have sent."