Harry Potter: Charlie and the Candy Factory

Chapter 236 Trip to France

After a few people chatted casually for a while, they saw that it was already getting late, and it was almost time for Principal Dumbledore and the three little ones to go to class. So, Charlie stopped talking and raised his arm to look at the time on the dial on his wrist.

After that, he said: "It's getting late, I should go."

Dumbledore still had the same smile on his face, and after briefly scanning Charlie's face with his deep eyes, he nodded, gently and kindly blessing the journey that was about to begin.

"Have a nice trip, Charlie. When you come back, if you are willing, I hope you can tell me more about Nico Flamel's recent situation..."

"Okay principal, see you later."

After agreeing with a smile, he said goodbye to the three little wizards, and specifically mentioned the arrangements for the group to go to the candy factory after the holiday. After everything was done, Charlie finally walked along the corridor towards the stairs.

Go in the downward direction.

The four people did not leave immediately, but watched the tall and familiar figure walking towards the distance of the corridor under the early morning light.

Just when Charlie's figure was about to completely disappear at the corner of the stairs, Harry, who had been hesitating with his fists clenched, seemed to have finally mustered up the courage, took a big step forward, and suddenly opened his mouth to stop him.

Charlie from the floor.

"Mr. Black!!"

When Charlie heard the sound, the steps he had just raised fell back to where they were, and he turned his head and looked in the direction he had just walked, staring at Harry in the distance.

Although the distance was too far and he could no longer clearly see the expression on Mr. Black's face at this moment, Harry could still vaguely feel the weight of that kind, sunshine-like gaze falling on him.

His cheeks turned red, and after taking a deep breath, he finally plucked up the courage and shouted to Charlie

"The captain of the Slytherin Quidditch team said that there will be a test for me next Sunday. If I pass, he will let me be the substitute seeker of the school team-"

"Great, Harry, I'm proud of you."

Charlie raised his head, responded loudly, and raised his right hand to give Harry a thumbs up, regardless of whether the other party could see it from such a long distance.

With Charlie's encouragement, Harry's face turned redder and redder, and the joy hidden in his eyes could no longer be concealed.

"I would like to ask, if you have time, if you can come over and watch my test with your own eyes..." After saying this, the courage that he had finally mustered up seemed to have disappeared, and he quickly lost confidence after what he just said.

Added a sentence

"Of course, if you are too busy, just pretend that I didn't say anything just now."

But what surprised him was that Charlie did not refuse. After thinking for a moment, he readily agreed to Harry's invitation and said affirmatively

"Don't worry - I will come over and watch you become the youngest Seeker at Hogwarts."

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After Charlie left, Dumbledore and the three of them hurried towards the classroom to start the first Defense Against the Dark Arts class of the new day.

At noon, after class ended, the three of them were on their way to the cafeteria.

"Hey, don't you feel something's wrong with Harry's condition?"

Looking at Harry who was jumping up and down in front of him and humming a song, Hermione couldn't help but frown slightly, stretched out her hand and quietly pulled Draco's clothes, and whispered.

Draco, who was reading a book, was interrupted from his thoughts by her. He blinked at Harry's back, thought for a moment, and then shrugged as he should.

"I don't think there's anything wrong. Maybe it's because uncle's words in the morning made him too excited."

After saying that, he glanced at the incomprehensible expression on Hermione's face, and had no choice but to bookmark the book in his hand and continue to explain.

"After all, if my uncle personally promises me to witness it with my own eyes at the most glorious moment in my life, and is proud of me, then I will probably be as excited as Harry."

After saying that, he turned his head and looked at Harry's back again, watching his messy curly hair and the corners of his robe flying randomly in the wind with his movements, and for a moment the envy in his eyes was revealed.

"It's really...it's like you two have been brainwashed by him."

As a girl who has wanted to be strong and motivated since she was a child, Hermione really couldn't empathize with the two people's almost fanatical admiration for Charlie Black. In the end, she could only shake her head and sigh.

Draco withdrew his gaze from Harry, reopened the book to the page he had just read, and after glancing at Hermione, he said coldly

"But you have to admit that my uncle, Charlie Black, is a perfect wizard."

Hermione's eyebrows raised, and she was about to retort subconsciously, but all she saw was Draco's little face, which was already full of unblasphemous seriousness, as if he would immediately accept it if the other party denied what she said in the next second.

He will have a heated debate with Hermione on this matter until she is willing to admit this proposition - "Charlie Black is the most perfect wizard in the world".

Seeing this, Hermione finally stopped saying anything, just gave the other party a big eye roll, and quickly followed Harry, who was walking and dancing in front of him as if he had forgotten the two people behind him.

"Oh, boy..."

"Why, what I said is the truth——"

Draco looked innocent, and as he spoke, he hurriedly pulled up the hem of his robe and trotted to follow.

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At this moment, in the bustling crowd at Manchester Airport, Charlie Black, who had changed his appearance, looked no different from a Muggle.

There was a gentle yet distant smile on his face, and his curious eyes couldn't stop looking out, looking at everything around him in what is known as the third largest airport in the UK.

Yes, for this journey to France, he did not use wizarding means such as portkeys. Instead, he truly acted like a Muggle traveling and chose airplanes as the starting point of his journey.

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He was not kept waiting for too long. After passing the security check, he came to the departure hall. Standing in front of the huge glass curtain, he watched the huge iron wings rumble from the sky and slowly descend, carrying the wind and frost.

, Charlie couldn't help but think of his beloved car inexplicably...

"If a few magic spells are added to the aircraft and some modifications are made, the final effect will probably be particularly stunning."

Just when he had nothing to do and was thinking about what he would do if Voldemort came to hijack the plane. He didn't know how long it took, but a sweet female voice followed the announcement of Manchester Airport and filled the entire terminal hall.

"Good morning passengers, this is the pre-boarding announcement for flight BA021 to Paris. Please have your boarding pass and identification ready. Scheduled boarding will begin in about ten minutes, thank you."

(End of chapter)