Harry Potter: Charlie and the Candy Factory

"Success is just a definition." Charlie smiled, stretched out his hand, rubbed little Draco's head, and said.

"Everyone has their own definition of success. Don't let other people's ideas interfere with you, Draco. When you do what you really want to do, you will be successful."

Charlie's words made the ignorant Draco a little confused. He nodded in understanding, but he didn't seem to understand what Charlie's words meant.

But there is no rush, after all, he is only eleven years old now, and when he grows up, he will have plenty of time to think over and over again.

"Perhaps you want to eat some candy more than your future success?"

As he spoke, the gifts that had been floating behind him all fell down and piled up in front of Draco.

It seemed like it was the first time he had received so many candies. Draco, who was still a little dazed, immediately put aside what Charlie had just said and turned to look at the candies, his eyes lighting up.

I really wanted to reach out and take it, but in the next second, Draco seemed to think of something and stopped with half-stretched hand.

He turned his head and looked at his father cautiously.

"snort……"

Lucius, who had been watching Draco and Charlie's happy exchange with lowered eyes, snorted coldly, then turned his head away, no longer looking at Draco, and just said in a dry voice

"Take it..."

When Lucius agreed, the cautious look on Draco's face disappeared completely, he breathed a sigh of relief, and then laughed wantonly.

"Thank you, uncle."

Finally, Charlie finally came to Lucius.

"..." Lucius said nothing. Looking at Charlie who was still smiling, his Adam's apple couldn't help but squirm twice.

"Welcome...Charlie."

Lucius reluctantly showed a stiff smile that could be said to be quite sincere, and said to Charlie.

"Thank you, Lucius."

Lucius's emotions at this moment naturally could not escape Charlie's eyes.

He smiled, stretched out his hand, patted Lucius's arm like a friend he hadn't seen for many years, and then asked kindly.

"Long time no see. Is everything okay?"

Lucius couldn't help but his heart trembled as he listened to the other party's greetings.

What is he talking about?

Are you reminding me of something?

Damn, is he telling me I'd better be honest...

For a time, many messy thoughts filled his mind.

He couldn't help but breathe faster and his face became ugly.

"..." He pursed his lips and looked at Charlie in front of him as if he was petrified, without saying a word.

Draco held two boxes of novel-looking candies in his hands. He turned his head strangely and looked at his father.

I don’t know why, but my father seemed particularly strange today... First he looked flustered in the bedroom, and then he didn’t answer when talking to his uncle. There was no trace of his usual etiquette and grace...

After a while, he slowly opened his mouth and said in a trembling voice

"I...actually...at the beginning..."

Before Lucius could finish speaking, Charlie quickly reached out and interrupted him... Looking at Narcissa's worried expression about to speak, he shook his head helplessly.

He put his head close to Lucius's ear and said something in a voice that only two people could hear.

After he finished speaking, he patted him on the shoulder again.

"The last time we met was at your and Narcissa's wedding. If I remember correctly, I was still in the third grade at that time?"

"Yes, you were still in school at that time..."

Although I don't know what the two said, Lucius's expression soon returned to its original state after a period of relaxation.

As if nothing had happened, he nodded and chatted with Charlie.

Narcissa looked at this scene, and her original worry turned into a smile. She secretly exhaled a long breath, glad that her decision was not wrong.

And what happened just now seemed to be just a small episode in the period, and then disappeared from everyone's mind.

Suddenly, Narcissa seemed to have thought of something and said with a smile.

"Come in, we have prepared a dinner... Although it is a little cold, it can be warmed up quickly. There is also a nice bottle of red wine, which is Lucius's collection."

"Yes." Lucius responded after listening to Narcissa's words and said, "Go in, that's a nice bottle of red wine."

As he spoke, he put his hand on the door of the mansion and pushed it gently.

Suddenly, the heavy wooden door opened automatically, and the bright light shined through the door, mixed with the warm breath, and shone on Charlie's body, dispelling the fatigue of his bumpy journey.

"That's just right. I'm hungry too."

Charlie was not too polite and nodded.

"I only ate some candies and a small pack of biscuits that Russell brought along on the way. It's time to have some dinner."

He stretched out his hand and pinched his neck.

"Besides, I probably really need to drink some red wine... You know, the chairs in the office are really uncomfortable, and I need to get a good sleep."

After hearing this, Narcissa nodded immediately and said, "No problem, the guest room has just been cleaned today. After the dinner, you can go directly to have a sleep."

………………………

warm room

sumptuous dinner

Wine and...

Family sitting together.

Charlie's table knife gently cut across the tender pork chop on the plate.

The juice overflowed, accompanied by heat and the taste of rosemary, and was put into Charlie's mouth.

Thank God...he hadn't experienced this scene in an unknown amount of time.

Although at first I just came here with the mentality of being bored and having fun.

But when we really got here, everything changed...

Whether it was Narcissa greeting her after not seeing her for a long time, or the four of them sitting around the long table eating dinner and chatting from time to time.

It seems that they are all things he has been longing for subconsciously.

So even though he had just arrived here not long ago, he felt that he was already enjoying this state.

Who would have thought that neither Lucius nor Narcissa would be easy to get close to outsiders.

But now, it's completely the opposite.

Maybe people should be complicated.

Charlie took a sip of wine, licked his lips that still had some sweetness, and thought this way.

Anyway, after living in this world and experiencing it for thirty years, Charlie has already understood a truth.

This is no longer just a story consisting of seven books and one hundred and ninety-eight chapters, it is a real world.

It is also the life of Charlie Black...