Harry Potter: Charlie and the Candy Factory

Charlie didn't put on any airs and faced his sister, smiling and waving in response.

However, he didn't know that it was because of this simple action that Lucius had raised his heart and put it back in his stomach.

He secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and the hand that was originally holding Draco's shoulder was obviously much weaker.

Charlie lowered his head and looked at the things Russell had picked up on the ground - most of them were some popular candies in the factory, which were intended to be given to Draco. After all, Narcissa invited him this time in the name of...

This little nephew’s college entrance party.

In addition to these candies, there are also a few gift boxes with exquisite packaging and high-end materials. They are gifts prepared for my sister and brother-in-law Lucius, whom I have not seen for a long time.

But to be honest, Charlie didn't know what was inside. He told Russell directly and asked him to randomly pick one or two items for him from the Black family's collection.

Anyway, the old Black family is a serious pure-blood noble. Counting from the earliest days to now, they have collected not less than 800 but also a thousand good things.

Although Charlie usually doesn't pay much attention to those things, he still has to say that he randomly took out one or two items from them, which is something that ordinary wizards would never get in a few lifetimes.

On his index finger, the red gemstone of the ring flashed, and Charlie's wand was once again held in his hand.

With a wave of his hand, the things on the ground suddenly blew with a gust of breeze, as if they had lost their original weight.

They were lifted lightly into the air, lined up in a row, and followed behind Charlie.

Taking those things with him, Charlie walked into the gate of Malfoy Manor unhurriedly and walked towards the three people in front of the mansion.

Looking at the figure that gradually became clearer in front of her eyes, Narcissa couldn't help but feel a little dazed.

It turns out that even her younger brother is already this old... She couldn't help but think in her heart.

After all, it was more than ten years ago since the last time I saw him.

At that time, he had just graduated from Hogwarts, and at the age of eighteen, he was very handsome.

His whole body revealed an unprecedented sharpness, as if everyone standing in front of him would be stabbed by the exposed edge.

And now... twelve years later, at the age of thirty, his face has not changed, but it is a bit deeper than when he was young.

The sharpness on his body faded away, and instead there was a maturity from the inside out.

When she thought of this, Narcissa couldn't help but feel a little touched in her heart.

This child... has been able to get to where he is now, what has he gone through over the years.

While thinking about it, although the smile on his face did not change, the hand pressing on Draco's shoulder could not help but exert a slight force.

"hiss……"

Draco turned his head with a strange look in his eyes and looked at his parents.

What's going on? One just let go and the other tried hard again?

Walking far away, Charlie said with a smile as he walked.

"Sorry for the wait……"

When they reached the appropriate distance, in order to express their welcome to Charlie, the Malfoy family also walked down from the door and greeted Charlie.

"You know, it's not a very short journey from Greater Manchester to here..."

As he spoke, he first hugged each other with his sister.

Feeling the joy when the other person hugged him, Charlie's heart suddenly felt warm.

He could feel Narcissa's heartfelt sincerity at this moment.

"Originally, I planned to disapparate and come directly...but as you can see, there are a lot of things here."

"It doesn't matter...Dear Charlie, I wish you could come. I'm so happy to be able to see you again."

Narcissa's behavior at this moment was no different from that of a sister in an ordinary family.

"Look at you, after so many years, I can't believe it..."

She gently stroked her brother's face and looked at the changes in him in recent years.

Twelve years can change a lot of things...but Narcissa knew that only those eyes, those eyes of the same color as hers, would never change.

Just like they are brothers and sisters with a blood relationship, this connection originating from blood can never be severed in any way...

Charlie smiled and did not stop Narcissa's movements, but let her hand pass over the bridge of his nose and stroke his cheek.

"After all, twelve years have passed and a lot has happened. But what surprises me most is that, my sister, your beauty is still the same as it was twelve years ago. It has never changed."

Draco raised his head and couldn't help but take a deep breath as he looked at his mother's urine and the "uncle" he had painted since she was a child.

He took courage and coughed twice, hoping to attract the other party's attention.

His idea succeeded.

Charlie noticed something, he lowered his head and looked towards Draco following the voice.

However, when those eyes met his own, Draco, who had already demonstrated it countless times in his mind, went blank and froze there.

"I...I, Draco, uncle, uncle."

Helpless, he could only bite the bullet and stammered to express what he meant, while stretching out his hand to gesture with something.

"Hello, Draco."

Finally, it was Charlie who leaned over, smiled and stretched out his hand to him.

"Hello...uncle."

Draco looked at the big hand in front of him and took his own hand without hesitation.

Feeling the bursts of warmth coming from the other person's hand, Draco's face turned a little red with excitement.

Draco held Charlie's hand tightly, subconsciously puffed up his chest, and shook it twice vigorously in a very formal manner.

The feeling of facing Charlie was completely different from what he imagined...

This man is not as arrogant as his father, but instead approachable, even though he is so successful.

As his mother's brother, he really looked like his mother. In him, Draco even seemed to feel the warmth that could only be felt in his mother.

He took courage and said to Charlie

"I know that you studied in Slytherin at Hogwarts before. You were once the prefect of Slytherin!"

"Did your mother tell you that?"

Charlie raised his eyebrows and subconsciously looked at his sister beside him.

Narcissa smiled slightly and said nothing.

"Yeah." Draco nodded and continued.

"When I enter Slytherin, I will follow your example! I will become a successful wizard like you in the future."

...As expected of a child of the Malfoy family, even before entering Hogwarts, he already knew that he would be sorted into Slytherin.