Harry Potter: Charlie and the Candy Factory

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"so……"

Charlie found a place with steps and sat down casually.

"Have you never met your parents?"

As he spoke, he skillfully peeled off the wrapping paper of the hazelnut chocolate in his hand. With his peripheral vision, he glanced at Harry, who was sitting side by side with him.

Harry hunched over, clamped his knees tightly and buried his flushed face in them, not daring to look at Charlie next to him.

Listening to Charlie's question, he could only say a weak "hmm" and then nodded his head slightly.

Looking at the other person's red and hot ears, Charlie couldn't help but secretly laugh for a moment. He shook his head, and then handed the peeled chocolate over to Harry.

"Eat it! This is our flagship product. It is very popular in Ma... in the UK. Children as old as you usually like it very much."

Charlie's tone was soft and gentle, as if the breeze on the Thames River was blowing away the gray mist that had accumulated in the sky over Surrey, and it also made Harry's mood relax subconsciously.

Harry raised his head slightly, looked at the peeled chocolate in front of him, and then at Charlie.

After hesitating for a moment, he finally made up his mind and reached out to take the piece of hazelnut chocolate that was half as big as his face.

The first time he got the chocolate, Harry did not choose to put it directly into his mouth. Instead, he closed his eyes, raised his nose and sniffed it gently.

Suddenly, a sweet smell of chocolate, mixed with the burnt aroma of roasted hazelnuts and a vague smell of honey entered his nose.

He was very familiar with this taste... His cousin Dudley would eat two pieces of chocolate of this size in one go almost every afternoon.

So much so that Uncle Dursley and Aunt Petunia would always discuss it over dinner.

The owners of Charlie's Candy Factory should ask their cute little Dudley to be the spokesperson for chocolate.

After all, seeing how sweet it tasted every time he ate it made the couple believe that no one in the world would like this chocolate more than Dudley.

Harry thought about it and couldn't help but take another deep breath, as if he wanted to remember this taste in his heart forever.

Charlie sat aside silently, watching Harry who seemed to be performing some serious ritual in front of the chocolate, and did not disturb him, but waited patiently.

The corners of his mouth couldn't help but smile, and his eyes miraculously revealed a sense of anticipation that had disappeared for a long time.

It seemed that getting a sincere compliment from the child next to me became an extremely important thing.

Amidst Charlie's anticipation, Harry finally opened his eyes and carefully took the first bite.

Looking at the clear tooth marks on the chocolate, Charlie himself didn't seem to realize that his smile became more obvious. Even the eyes he looked at the other person subconsciously opened a little wider.

Russell, who was standing nearby, almost stared out of his eyes when he saw this scene. For a moment, he almost lost control of his expression and almost changed from a human to a domestic elf again.

He carefully looked at the ordinary little boy in front of him again and again with horrified eyes.

He really didn't understand what kind of magic power this child had that could make his master, the greatest wizard in his mind, Charlie Black, care so much!?

Along with chewing slowly, Harry suddenly straightened his back.

His eyes shone with light, and a smile that he had never seen before could not be suppressed on his face.

He turned his head, looked at the expectant Charlie beside him, and gave the best comment he could think of at this moment.

“Very delicious!”

Although there were only three short words, the joy in his tone and the smile on his face expressed Harry's indescribable joy.

And this is undoubtedly what Charlie wants most.

It seemed that he had been hungry for too long. Harry did not choose to savor every bite carefully. After swallowing the first bite, he began to increase his speed. Soon, he was done in less than ten minutes.

Successfully destroyed the remaining chocolate in my hand.

Charlie, as before, watched him eat the whole piece of chocolate bit by bit with a smile.

After the last corner was put into his mouth, Harry licked his fingertips that were still stained with some chocolate and exhaled deeply.

He reached out and patted his belly, a look of satisfaction on his face.

"Hiccup..." Harry couldn't help but belched, and then laughed to himself.

It can be said that this is the fullest he has felt in the past few weeks.

When facing Charlie, he was no longer as awkward and nervous as before, but instead felt a little more close and familiar.

"Are you full?"

Charlie finally spoke again, he asked with a smile, and then continued

"When I go back later, I'll ask Russell to bring you some more."

"Thank you, Mr. Charlie."

Harry wiped the remaining chocolate from the corner of his mouth with some embarrassment, then bowed slightly to Charlie beside him and expressed his gratitude.

"Mr. Charlie..."

Suddenly, Harry seemed to have thought of something. He couldn't help but raise his head again and looked at Charlie with his big eyes. After hesitating for a moment, he mustered up the courage to ask.

"Do you know my parents?"

"..."

Charlie raised his eyebrows and looked at little Harry who looked up with shining eyes. There was almost overflowing desire in his eyes. After two seconds of silence, he still chose to nod.

"Uncle Dursley and the others never let me see photos of my parents... they only told me that my parents died in a car accident."

As he said that, Harry paused.

He swallowed and looked at Charlie with a more sincere look.

"Can you tell me about my parents? You can tell me anything... I want to know what kind of people they are."

Listening to Harry's words, Charlie pursed his lips and lowered his eyelids. He seemed to be organizing his words and thinking about what to say to the other party.

After a while, Charlie said this while thinking deeply.

"Sorry Harry, for some reasons. I can't tell you much about your parents...but I can tell you that your parents and I studied and received education at the same place. They were my first year in college.

The senior of my grade is also a famous... "person of the hour" in the school."

Harry raised his head and listened, looking directly at the other person. He couldn't help but hold his breath for fear of disturbing Charlie's story.

"What I want to say is..."

Charlie reached out his hand and gently combed Harry's curly and messy hair.

This time, he didn't avoid it.

"Your parents love you very much, and they are even willing to sacrifice their lives for you...even if for some reason, they cannot be with you."

Charlie's voice paused, "But..."

As he spoke, his hand gently brushed Harry's bangs and pushed them away, revealing the lightning-shaped scar.

A faint ray of light emerged from his fingertips. Quietly, the stream of light disappeared and slowly disappeared into it.

"Love will stay with you forever."