Harry Potter: Charlie and the Candy Factory

At the dining table, Narcissa was still calm for the time being. Even though it was her first time to eat surrounded by so many elves, she did not behave any differently from usual. It was just that her expression lacked the joy at the beginning, and there were more

A bit unnaturally stiff.

As for Draco, it was out of pure curiosity.

A pair of eyes were shining brightly, looking left and right. Even the hot soup and steaks in front of him could not make him focus on the dining table. Instead, he looked at everyone who was dining at this moment in surprise.

Or the playful elves...

Looking at these elves in front of him, he couldn't help but think of Dobby in his own family.

Although they are both house elves, why does the gap between the two seem so huge? It seems like there is a world of difference...

The elves here were clean and tidy, wearing bright clothes, with cheerful smiles on their faces all the time. There seemed to be a brilliance in those eyes that he had never seen before;

Looking back at Dobby, he was as skinny as a branch, covered in dirt, and his face always had that cowardly and humble expression. As for his eyes... With a sudden thought, Draco realized that he seemed to have never been

Didn't see Dobby's eyes.

Because every time he looked at him, Dobby would be as if he had been bitten by a poisonous snake, lowering his head in a hurry, not daring to make any exchanges with his eyes...

Thinking of this, Draco's handsome brows frowned a little unconsciously. If he hadn't known it in advance, he would never have believed that the creature he saw at the moment was the same creature as the house elves he usually saw.

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Suddenly, Draco seemed to think of something, and his memory returned to Hogwarts, that night when the troll roared... It was also a house elf who killed the troll and saved their lives.

If I remember correctly, his name seems to be Peng Peng, and he also comes from his uncle's factory...

Just when Draco was lost in thought, a big hand quietly fell down and patted his shoulder abruptly, bringing him back to reality from his thoughts.

Subconsciously, he looked up and saw his uncle looking at him with a smile.

He raised a goblet containing brandy in his right hand and swayed it gently. The wine in the glass swayed up and down with his movements. Under the light of the light, it looked like flowing gems, which was particularly beautiful...

"The chicken legs on your plate won't taste good if they get cold."

Charlie said with a smile.

"Ah, I'll eat it now!"

Draco quickly returned his attention to the tender, juicy, and oily chicken drumsticks in front of him. After nodding hastily, he pinched the drumsticks with both hands and started to chew them with all his heart.

However, as he gnawed, his movements slowed down again.

"uncle……"

He raised his head, looked at Charlie Black, who was calmly cutting the steak into small pieces, and called him softly.

"Um?"

The steady knife in Charlie's hand stopped, and then he slowly looked at Draco, saying nothing but waiting for his questions.

"These……"

Draco turned around and glanced at the elves who were still eating happily.

"Are these house elves all yours?"

Len, who was spreading garlic sauce on the bread, heard Draco's question, stopped moving his hands, and glanced sideways.

Charlie did not answer this question immediately, but after pondering for a moment, he slowly shook his head.

"Of course not." He said

"They are just my employees."

"Staff...employee?"

A blank look appeared on Draco's little face. He raised his head and looked at his uncle who was as calm as usual. He opened his mouth, but he just repeated what the other person had just said.

"staff."

Charlie smiled, and the fork in his right hand accurately pierced a cut steak.

Immediately, the rich meat juice seeped out along the punctured burnt brown skin. It was sent into Charlie's mouth with a bit of locked hemoglobin and aroma.

"Charlie's Candy Factory is actually not as mysterious as everyone thinks... He is just an ordinary factory dedicated to bringing happiness to everyone."

"Muggles, wizards, elves, even goblins or centaurs... everyone has the right to be happy, and this is the original intention of Charlie's Candy."

Charlie closed his eyes slightly, and after chewing the steak in his mouth with enjoyment, he raised his head again, nodded towards the chef Chafucha who had created such delicious food not far away, and then said unhurriedly

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"It's just that the employees of Charlie's Candy Factory are a little different from other people in the British magical world. However, it cannot be rejected because of this. They are single individuals in the magical world. They also have lives, dignity, and preferences.

.It’s like…”

However, just when Charlie wanted to say something more, a pair of big hands wrapped with a silvery light, and with lightning speed, "swished" a few times, snatched the freshly cut steak from his plate.

Half gone.

"Hey, you cut it for me!"

Charlie's eyes widened and he looked in the direction where the steak disappeared, only to see Lai Enzheng raising his eyebrows provocatively.

While saying "thank you", he kept his hands and put all the pieces of meat into the bread with garlic sauce, and took a big bite in front of Charlie.

"Ryan White!"

At this moment, Charlie, who had originally made a calm gesture in front of his nephew, could no longer hold back. Veins sprouted from his forehead, forming a "well", and the muscles on his cheeks began to float faintly.

After calling out the other party's name word by word, the knife in his hand began to glow with cold light. The next second, it turned into a stream of light and struck directly at the bread in Laien's hand.

Draco, who was listening to his uncle's teachings seriously, couldn't help being stunned by this sudden interruption. By the time he reacted, his two uncles had already started a "cruel" fight.

While speechless for a moment, he lowered his eyes and began to seriously recall what his uncle had just said.

"House elves are also independent individuals in the magical world. They have dignity and preferences..."

"The purpose of Charlie's Candy Factory is to bring happiness to everyone, whether he is a Muggle, an elf, a goblin, or a centaur..."

Charlie's words undoubtedly had an impact on the young Draco, because they were completely opposite to the information he had received in the Malfoy family since he was a child...

But somehow, he was more willing to accept what his uncle said than the "common sense" in the past...

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