Harry Potter: Charlie and the Candy Factory

At this moment, the candy factory is located in the back kitchen of the cafeteria in the elf living area and is busy.

The elves wearing chef hats and aprons were running back and forth in the already crowded aisles, shuttling between ovens and stoves one after another, excitedly cooking the many delicacies they were going to enjoy together.

"Where's the turkey? Come on, it's time to brush the turkey with the third layer of honey!

"

"Don't cut the beef so thin! Mr. Charlie is hosting a banquet for distinguished guests, and the taste is the most important!

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"Come on?! Shouldn't you go fries? Why are you still standing here!"

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On the counter that is located in the center of the kitchen and is originally used by the chef, Chafu Cha, who has always been taciturn and unsmiling, is rolling up his sleeves, chopping parsley and giving instructions skillfully, as if he has regarded this place as his own.

Work point.

But as the real chef here, Spie could only stand respectfully beside him, with a sneer on his face, and cook carefully.

"What's going on?"

At the door of the kitchen, Dabu, who had just returned from Hogwarts, opened his eyes wide and looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief. There was a strange meaning in his eyes, as if he had seen something extremely abnormal.

It's no wonder that Dabu had such a reaction. You should know that when he usually sees his father, he is always dressed in leather and leather shoes, sitting at the office table, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, looking at the accounts and pouting.

Thinking brings with it a certain nervousness.

And the current situation in the kitchen where he was chopping vegetables and yelling at the top of his lungs had never been seen since he was born.

If I had to make an analogy, it would be like an Italian ordering an iced Americano at Starbucks... You can't help but it won't appear, but when it does appear, it looks weird.

"Mom, why does Dad do it in the kitchen? Is this Uncle Spy's job?"

Immediately, Dabu turned his head, looked at Enke who was smiling next to him, and couldn't help but ask.

"Your dad is the best cook in the entire factory... Because Mr. Black's banquet is very important this time, and he is worried that something will go wrong, so he plans to prepare the dinner himself."

An Ke stared affectionately at the man who handled any ingredient in the kitchen as gracefully as art. His eyes were filled with happiness, but also with a lot of emotion and reminiscence.

"You know, your father was already in charge of the kitchen at Hogwarts before he met Mr. Black! He was the one who brought your Uncle Spy out as the sous chef..."

Encore said this, paused, and then continued

"Later, after being attracted by Mr. Black's ideas and following him, Mr. Book thought that his talents could be better demonstrated in management, which allowed him to change from an extraordinary boss to the director of the financial department."

After hearing this, Dabu was so surprised that he was completely speechless. You know, he had never heard his parents talk about what happened before they met Mr. Laike and established the factory.) Unexpectedly, he heard it once today.

Such amazing news.

Then, he immediately realized something.

"So... returning to Hogwarts this time, in a sense, is a son inheriting his father's legacy?"

At that time, Dabu looked at Cha Cha with a strange look in his eyes, as if he had a new understanding of his serious and awe-inspiring father.

Soon, under the methodical command of Chafucha, the turkey, which was bright in color, crispy on the outside, and stuffed with stuffing in the belly, was carried out of the oven in a swaying manner with the concerted efforts of the two elves.

The moment the turkey leaves the oven, its aroma mixed with honey and spices fills the entire kitchen with rising white mist.

All the elves who were busy just a second ago stopped moving and greedily sniffed the beautiful smell.

Chavcha, who was standing on a small bench making mushroom soup, took the opportunity to glance at the wall clock on the wall and briefly estimated the time (this chapter is not finished yet!)

Chapter 208 A gift for Charlie

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, commanded to the two little spirits.

"Wait a minute, Blakeson's guests shouldn't arrive for a while, put the turkey on the side first!"

Immediately afterwards, smoked ham, beef, Christmas pudding, gingerbread, fried balls and so on...the final cooking was completed one after another, and each was placed on a delicate silver plate, just waiting to be served.

"call……"

Seeing that the work was progressing, Chav breathed a sigh of relief, put down his rolled-up sleeves, patted Spie next to him, and signaled:

"Okay, everything that needs to be prepared is almost ready. Now I'll leave it to you."

"Understood!" Spie nodded hurriedly, took the spoon from Chafucha's hand with admiration, and couldn't help but exclaimed.

"As expected of you, boss! Even after so many years, your craftsmanship is still scary..."

A smile appeared on Chafucha's face, and he waved casually. Just as he was about to be humble, he was suddenly stopped by a voice.

"dad!"

He was stunned for a moment, then realized what he was doing and turned his head to look in the direction of the sound. Sure enough, he saw his son Dabu, who had walked into the kitchen at some point and was looking at him with a smile on his face.

"Why are you back?"

However, when he saw Dabu, Fucha's reaction was not the surprise of an ordinary parent. Instead, he frowned slightly and asked seriously.

"Christmas is the peak sales period of the year for Charlie's candy. Shouldn't you be managing the vending machine at Hogwarts at this time? Forgot how you promised Mr. Black in the first place! How long did it take?

Time, you just took a puff of smoke and ran back?!"

"It's Mr. Black, I'm back)"

Listening to his father's serious tone, Chafucha's smile did not diminish, but became even brighter, and he answered

"My husband said that this is the first time I have been away from home for such a long time. I miss you and mom terribly, so he asked me to come back specially to spend Christmas with you."

After hearing this, Chafucha's brows relaxed a little, but his tense expression did not completely dissipate.

Just when he opened his mouth and planned to say something else, Dabu, who already knew what Fang was thinking, took the lead and said

"I asked someone in Hogwarts for help. He will help me deal with the problem of the vending machine. Anyway, I just see that it is out of stock and replenish it. It is very simple and there will be no problem."

It wasn't until he heard this that Chafucha's serious face finally softened, his beard trembled twice, he turned his head and glanced at his wife not far away, coughed and said

"Actually, it's all your mother... I don't feel anything at all. On the contrary, once you left, the house became a lot cleaner... Mr. Black is good at everything, but he likes to exaggerate the truth..."

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At the same time, in the Hogwarts Dab cabin, Ron was lying coolly among the candies that looked like a hill, holding a large handful of jumping beans in his left hand, and counting ice plum candies in his right hand, and he was shooting from left to right.

Usually, I can’t stop putting it in my mouth...

After a long while, he finally burped, looked up at the ceiling with distant eyes, and murmured to himself:

"Oh my god, this must be heaven..."

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At the same time, just as the elves were happily preparing to entertain Mr. Black's distinguished guests, the Malfoy Manor mansion was also filled with a long-lost joy.

"Deco."

On the sofa in the front hall, Narcissa raised her head and looked in the direction of Della's room on the second floor, calling loudly

"We are going to your uncle's factory before we leave soon. Are you ready?"

"...Not yet, Mom! I need to find something decent enough to wear!

This proves my respect for uncle’s invitation!

!”

In the room, Draco poked his head out, responded urgently to his mother downstairs, and then closed the door tightly without leaving any gaps.

"Okay." Narcissa raised her eyebrows and didn't say anything. She just nodded and continued to give instructions.

"Just hurry up, otherwise your father will be dead later (this chapter is not over yet!)

Chapter 208 A gift for Charlie

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Talking about you again."

Speaking of this, Narcissa suddenly seemed to have thought of something. She frowned slightly and looked towards the study room... subconsciously muttering to herself.

"By the way, where is your father? It seems that I haven't seen him come out since I entered the study two hours ago)"

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Different from the bright lights, the study was completely dark... Only the bright moonlight from outside the heavy curtains shone in, becoming the only light here. It dispelled a little darkness and added a bit of tranquility and tranquility.

move.

And through the dim moonlight, Lucius' figure was vaguely visible. He sat upright behind his desk, his thin lips slightly pursed, his brows furrowed, his complex and deep eyes focused on one point, staring straight at this.

The dilapidated wooden box placed on the table seems to be caught in some kind of entanglement between heaven and man.

After a while, he exhaled deeply from his mouth. As if he had made up his mind at this moment, he slowly raised his hand and gently opened the rusted iron lock on the box.

Immediately afterwards, Lucius exerted slight force on his hand, and with the sound of "crunching" of the damaged box shaft, a small gap began to appear, and gradually became larger.

"…………"

The muscles in his cheeks trembled slightly inexplicably, and his fingers trembled like never before.

"Honey, what are you doing?"

However, when the gap in the wooden box became larger and larger, and when it was about to be completely opened to reveal the contents, a sudden and sudden sound made him slam the lid back as if it were the other way around.

"Nothing!

!

"

Lucius subconsciously shouted loudly, and at the same time, he suddenly raised his head and looked towards the direction where the voice came from.

However, his wife was suddenly standing at the door at this moment, squinting her eyes and suspiciously examining her husband's extremely strange behavior.

After a moment of silence, he spoke

"Honey, it scared me..."

"Hug, sorry honey."

Lucius breathed a sigh of relief, subconsciously stretched out his hand to wipe the non-existent sweat on his forehead, calmed down and responded warmly.

Narcissa raised her eyebrows, did not say anything, but slowly moved the light to the conspicuous old thing, and asked

"What is this? Why didn't I know there was something like this in there?"

"... They are old things from a long time ago and have been kept in the utility room. I just found them today."

"Find out what to do?

"Well..." Lucius hesitated for a while, and then said slowly

"I plan to give it to Charlie as a Christmas gift... I think he will like it."

Chapter 208 A gift for Charlie