Harry Potter: Charlie and the Candy Factory

The commotion started, but it took a long time to finally calm down.

A long breath came out of Dumbledore's mouth...

Then, he sat back on the chair behind his desk, his face calm, his eyes the same as before, as if nothing happened and everything was just an illusion.

However, looking back at Hagrid, he had a completely opposite demeanor.

He was half-leaning against the door of the principal's office, his eyes widened slightly, beads of sweat dripping from his forehead, and even his breathing could not help but become stagnant.

"Deng... Principal Dumbledore"

After a long time, when everything returned to calm, Hagrid finally fully realized what he had just seen.

He looked at Dumbledore, his voice stuttering with excessive shock.

"Just now...what was that just now?"

Although Hagrid usually acts rough, he is actually not stupid.

As he asked, Hagrid lowered his head subconsciously and looked at the crystal candy in his palm, with only one crystal left.

It is still like a gem covered with frosting, shining with lavender light.

However, at this moment, the violet candy that should have been light and weightless suddenly seemed to have weight in Hagrid's hands... heavy.

"It seems...Charlie has really done something extraordinary."

Dumbledore gently stretched his straight lumbar spine and leaned his body on the back of the chair, leaning against his head.

His voice seemed a bit complicated at this moment, mixed with many inexplicable emotions.

There is a bit of surprise, a bit of sigh, a bit of aftertaste... and a few inexplicable associations.

"Then the remaining candy..."

Hagrid lowered his head and looked at the candy in his hand again. After hesitating for a while, he slowly walked forward and carefully handed it to Dumbledore again.

However, this time, Dumbledore did not take it.

Dumbledore smiled and blinked, and there seemed to be a bit of childishness in his eyes.

"Isn't this a gift from Harry? I'm glad you can share one of them with me. As for the remaining one, you should taste it yourself."

As he spoke, he raised his palm, gently pressed it against Hagrid's big hand, and pushed it back.

"But……"

Looking at the hand being pushed back, Hagrid still couldn't help but feel a little entangled in his heart.

"Such a good thing, if I eat it, wouldn't it seem a bit wasteful?"

"Haha..." Dumbledore looked at the honest half-giant in front of him and laughed dumbly.

He shook his head with a gentle tone

"There is no such thing as a waste of money. I think when Charlie created it, he defined it as a candy."

"Since it is candy, isn't its most essential meaning bringing happiness to people?"

Hearing Dumbledore's words, Hagrid was stunned for a moment.

He scratched his head first, and after hesitating for a moment, he finally made up his mind and carefully put the candy in his hand into his mouth.

"How does it taste?" Dumbledore looked at Hagrid, as if expecting his reaction.

Hagrid closed his eyes and followed Dumbledore's example, carefully tasting something different.

Soon, Hagrid suddenly opened his eyes again, his eyes filled with surprise.

"This tastes... this is so good, I don't think I've ever tasted such delicious candy in my life!!!"

………………

After Hagrid leaves.

Dumbledore was the only one left in the principal's office.

His eyes dropped again and were placed on the table of the desk.

"Charlie..."

He murmured the name that was almost unparalleled back then, as if he was caught in some kind of memory.

After a long time, Dumbledore unhurriedly opened the bottom drawer, took out a piece of letter paper, and laid it flat on his desk.

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"Oh, Merlin's socks! These are the best things I've ever tasted!!!!"

And when Dumbledore and Hagrid were talking in the principal's office.

Inside the train carriage bound for Hogwarts at the same time.

A child with red curly hair and a face dotted with freckles, his eyes narrowed into a line of happiness at this moment.

Harry was sitting opposite him. He was still holding the gift that Charlie had given him, but now, the gift had been opened by him.

Seeing the happy expression on his new friend's face, Harry also smiled very happily.

"Do you still want to eat? Ron?!"

Harry's eyes flickered as he looked at Ron and asked expectantly.

"May I?"

Ron's eyes lit up as he listened to Harry's words.

"certainly!"

Harry acted extremely generously, and after nodding in agreement, he directly reached into the gift box again, took out two violet candies that were exactly the same as those received by Hagrid, and handed them directly to Ron.

Ron was overjoyed and reached out to take it.

However, just when his hand was about to touch Harry's, his movement suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong?"

Harry looked at his friend and asked with some doubts

"Such a delicious candy...should be very precious, right?"

Ron's little face was filled with unspeakable tangles. His hands were hovering in mid-air, and he could neither advance nor retreat for a moment.

"Don't worry!"

After hearing this, Harry felt relieved and shook his gift box vigorously with his other hand, causing a "bang bang, bang bang" shaking sound from inside.

"I have a lot more! Mr. Charlie gave me a whole big box!"

After hearing this, Ron, who was still struggling at first, finally relaxed, smiled, and happily took two candies from Harry's hand.

Then without hesitation, he threw the two candies into his mouth.

"Um---"

As soon as the candy entered his mouth, Ron made a nasal sound of enjoyment, like a train whistle.

"My brother's name is Charlie too."

He chewed the candy in his mouth with his teeth while continuing to chat with Harry.

"But he can never make such delicious candy!"

"I guess the person who gave you the gift must be a great genius——"

He continued to compliment with some vague words in his mouth.

"He should open a candy store... Even if it just sells this kind of candy, it can directly make him a rich man!"

Harry listened to Ron's careless words, but the expression on his face became a little strange.

Rich guy...rich guy?

Harry thought, his mind vaguely flashing back to the day he met Mr. Charlie.

"I think he is actually very rich."

Harry replied with a smile.

"Oh? Really..."

Ron was still dancing happily on the seat opposite. Listening to Harry's words, he just raised his ear and asked subconsciously.

"Then what does he do?"

"He opened a candy factory."