Harry Potter: Charlie and the Candy Factory

Chapter 233 He is alchemy itself

Soon after, when Charlie walked out of the principal's office, he already had two more things in his pocket. One was the magic stone, and the other was the alchemy stone that had been transformed by Nico Flamel.

thing.

And the Christmas gift that was originally placed in the ring and prepared for Dumbledore, after the other party mentioned it "accidentally", was not saved after all, and was successfully pocketed by Principal Dumbledore who looked surprised.

When leaving the office, he also reminded the principal behind the desk, who was much more mellow. Although the other party agreed with "Yeah," but the look in his eyes suggested that his words were probably falling on deaf ears...

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Helpless, Charlie sighed, and couldn't help but start to think about whether he could use his spare time to develop a magic spell that could directly extract fat...

"Boom..."

While thinking wildly, Charlie walked towards the door of Hogwarts. Just when he was about to step out of the school gate, suddenly, a low and familiar bell rang on time.

Listening to the final sound of the bell spreading in the air like a distant place until it dissipated, it also brought him back from his original thoughts.

Charlie turned his head and looked up at the highest point of the castle in front of him, where the principal's office was.

Behind the window, Principal Dumbledore, who stood up, was also looking at him. Their eyes met, and then they smiled at each other.

Dumbledore raised his hand and waved indicatively, as if to say "goodbye". Charlie also nodded and said nothing else. After waving goodbye, he turned and left Hogwarts.

"Um……"

Seeing Charlie's figure getting smaller and smaller on the road in the distance until it disappeared, Dumbledore raised his hand and took out a licorice stick from his pocket.

Just as he was about to put it into his mouth subconsciously, he suddenly thought of something and stopped immediately.

He lowered his head and glanced at his belly, which had recently grown at a speed that was visible to the naked eye. When he looked at the candy again, his eyes gradually became tangled.

Finally, after an inner battle, Dumbledore made a shocking compromise on the candy.

I saw him slowly raising his other hand and holding both ends of the licorice stick with both hands.

Then, with a crisp "click" sound, the candy broke into two pieces, one piece entered Dumbledore's mouth, and the other piece returned to his pocket...

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"Nick Flamel..."

Back in his office, Charlie leaned weakly on the boss's chair, holding the gift from the other party high above his head and playing with it.

Seeing it shining in the sunlight, Charlie's heart could not help but feel turmoil that was difficult to calm down.

You know, that is Nico Flamel...a guy who can occupy several pages even in the history of magic with his extraordinary talent. He is the only alchemist master since the birth of the magic world. He is just a "Philosopher's Stone"

"This will make countless colleagues look up to his majestic back forever.

Excerpt from a sentence published by "Paris Sun" in mid-July 1831: "He is alchemy itself."

This evaluation is not a low one. However, what is even more outrageous is that even today, more than a hundred years later, no alchemist has ever publicly expressed his disbelief in this sentence... His achievements in the field of alchemy

The influence is evident.

Now, I will have the opportunity to meet him in person and have one-to-one and private communication and dialogue.

Such an honor made even Charlie, who was over thirty years old, a little nervous without realizing it.

After playing with it for a while, Charlie simply stood up and unbuttoned two more buttons on the collar of his shirt, trying to make himself more comfortable.

"Want to go out for a walk, Vivien?"

He glanced at Vivien, who was blinking and looking at her on the table, and asked.

The owl's little head tilted a little, and its eyes blinked again and again, as if it was considering this proposal.

After a moment, Vivien, who had turned into an angry bird, fluttered her wings and took off, landing on Charlie's shoulder without any bias, and called out "Cuckoo" twice, as if to say "Let's go!"

The door of the office creaked open, and Charlie still held the silver ball in his hand. As he walked out along the corridor, he once again silently felt the lines on it with his touch.

However, just as he was about to go down the stairs, suddenly, a thick and familiar figure rushed up the stairs from top to bottom, panting.

After seeing the person clearly, Charlie paused, ducked to the side, and then spoke calmly and harmoniously.

"Good afternoon Dursley, why are you in such a hurry?"

Dursley, who managed to climb up the stairs with great difficulty while dragging his huge weight, had his head buried and didn't notice anyone in front of him at all. He was about to continue walking along the corridor towards the office.

But when he heard a sudden voice coming from the side, he immediately stopped and subconsciously turned around and looked in the direction of the sound.

Sure enough, he saw his boss, Charlie Black, leaning on the railing, looking at him with a smile on his face.

"Oh...my God, Mr. Black...good afternoon to you."

Due to the violent exercise for a while, although Dursley's cheeks were frighteningly red and big beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, he still stood up straight out of breath and slapped Charlie respectfully.

A hello.

"I'm...I'm here to find you because there is something that requires your consent."

"Don't be anxious, take your time."

Charlie had no choice but to look at Dursley who seemed to be dying in the next second, so he could only remind him kindly, and walked up to him, intending to pat him on the back.

However, as soon as he patted it, he felt Dursley's sweat-soaked shirt behind him, but he was told to take his hand back calmly, and at the same time continued to ask.

"What brings you to me, Dursley?"

"I hope I can hire an employee like you."

Without hesitation, Dursley said directly

"Mr. Russell said that his status is somewhat special and there is no way for him to approve it, so he asked me to come over and ask you to handle it personally..."

"Is it Peng Peng?"

Charlie thought for a moment, and then said

"If it's Pumbaa, I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you, Dursley.

Although he now works on the assembly line, I actually still reserve his position in the manufacturing department for him. It won’t be long before I ask Peng Peng to return to his original position..."

"No no no no!!"

Dursley quickly waved his hand and objected repeatedly.

"It's not Peng Peng! It's the little guy named Dobby. Russell said he's not yet a formal employee of the factory, so he must get your consent."

(End of chapter)