Harry Potter: Charlie and the Candy Factory

"B, Mr. Black?"

After listening to Nuckl's words, Duluth raised his head and looked at the young man in front of him for the first time. Obviously, as a manager of a high-level restaurant, Duluth is undoubtedly

He was more knowledgeable than the staff at the Ministry of Magic. His eyes widened a bit as he looked at the man walking around.

The back of the man was caught in the middle, but little Sanchez, as the master's son, could only follow him obediently. For a moment, an idea appeared in his mind, and he didn't care about what he was doing here at the moment.

After the three of them got their reserved seats, he hurriedly ran towards the back of the restaurant...

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"Sigh... It's really been a long time since I've eaten here."

Sitting in a luxurious seat like a throne, Nakor patted the armrests inlaid with large gems. He couldn't help but feel a little emotional and said casually.

"What?" Charlie asked with a smile.

"Ha, I'm too busy at work!" Nuckl didn't even think about it, so he smiled and explained as usual. In the eyes of little Sanchez, he looked like an actor with superb acting skills, so he couldn't help but lower his head and silently

He hummed twice.

Then he stopped talking. Since he had arranged the dishes before he came, he didn’t even hand over the menu. Less than a minute after he sat down, the waiter who had already prepared the three plates was handed over to him.

The small and exquisite appetizer salad was brought to the table. When Nakor skillfully folded the napkin on the table in front of him and placed it on his lap, it also heralded the official start of the dinner...

“Belgian Salad.”

Knuckle said that the taste may be a bit bitter, but the blue cheese inside is different from Muggle ingredients and is unique to this restaurant. Mr. Black, you should like it."

Listening to Nuckl's conversation, Charlie nodded. At the same time, he picked up his fork and set his eyes on the brightly colored appetizer in front of him, with some unknown sauce poured on it.

"Lettuce, walnuts, black truffles and nuts... well, it's mustard sauce."

After just a brief taste, Charlie ate all the raw materials.

Still holding the tableware in his hand, he did not continue to taste it, but instead raised his head and looked at the guests around him.

I saw that all the guests sitting at other tables around me were in formal attire, which was quite exquisite. In comparison, he was the only one who was still wearing the down jacket he came with, making him the only one out of the ordinary.

But there is no way, and it's not Charlie's fault. It's really not as good as God.

Before coming to the French magic world, he had not expected this trip. He had no intention of waiting for a while. He only thought that after delivering the magic stone to Nico Flamel, he could return to England.

Even the best result in his eyes at the beginning,

It was nothing more than that Master Nico Flamel would stay with him for a chat at his home, and before leaving, he would teach him the blueprints and forging secrets of the "Wizard's Grenade Upgrade"... However, who would have thought that the story would come to an end.

How will it end like this in the end?

When he thinks about what he will face tomorrow, Charlie can't help but feel uneasy in his heart.

"Can it set off a wave that is enough to promote a revolution in the magical world and break this stagnant water?"

Charlie stared at the salad in front of him, but the thing in his eyes unknowingly returned to the two-story building. The huge alchemy item... made him entranced for a moment, and he murmured in a low voice.

He consciously exerted more force in his hands, and the silver tableware was slightly deformed.

In fact, not only Charlie, but also Nuckel beside him didn't eat much. It was originally a salad that particularly suited his taste, but now he didn't eat much. Instead, his mind was full of thinking about how to interact with Blake.

The husband talked about letting little Sanchez take over and replace him as the general agent.

In this way, the two people, who had their own thoughts in mind, did not finish the small portion of the salad until the main course was served. The waiter who brought the food was hesitant for a moment, knowing that the people who came here to eat were not

I can afford to offend myself, pushing a dining cart

He was deadlocked in place, not knowing whether to take another step. It wasn't until little Sanchez silently raised his chin to indicate that the other party breathed a sigh of relief, hurriedly brought the dishes up, and then made an extraordinary escape.

I'm afraid that the chef's poor cooking will implicate me.

"The main dish I arranged this time was chicken braised in red wine... Well, I originally planned to give you the French baked billyweed, but I was worried that you wouldn't be used to it, so I didn't order it. Of course, if

If you want to try it...what, don't you?...That's a pity, but it doesn't matter. The braised chicken this time is also their specialty. In terms of cooking method, it is unmatched by those Muggles. You

Be sure to try it."

It has to be said that when this red wine baked chicken was served, both the strong smell and the beautiful presentation made Charlie's eyes light up. He temporarily suppressed his beautiful thoughts about tomorrow and concentrated on it.

Taste this rare delicacy...

As a person who often eats chicken and regards Hogwarts roast chicken as his top choice for chicken food, Charlie was undoubtedly amazed by the wonderful taste of red wine braised chicken in front of him!

Whether it was the aroma of wine that was so strong in the mouth that it was almost overpowering, or the delicious and sweet flavored with unknown ingredients, the soft and layered texture gave Charlie an indescribable and subtle experience. A smile appeared on his face unconsciously.

He smiled happily, but unfortunately, the only thing that made him feel unhappy was that the portion of this dish was a bit too small...perhaps it should be said that it is a dish from such a high-end restaurant.

The amount is too little for a young man who is used to eating a whole roast chicken, but Charlie undoubtedly knows the rules. As a nobleman, although he doesn't like to trim his edges when eating, when he was a child,

The dining etiquette he has learned since childhood allows him to maintain an extremely elegant posture no matter what the occasion. He is so pleasing to the eye that there is no clue what is in his heart.

Seeing that Charlie calmly finished the entire dish, a satisfied smile appeared on his face. Nuckl, who was observing secretly, finally breathed a sigh of relief. He temporarily withdrew his gaze and no longer paid attention to the other person, but tasted his own portion.