Harry Potter: Charlie and the Candy Factory

Soon after, Russell left.

Charlie stood alone in the office, and the emotions in his heart couldn't help but become somewhat complicated again.

He stood up from his seat behind the desk and began to slowly pace and think in this closed space that belonged entirely to him.

From time to time, I stopped and picked up the letter in my hand to read it again. The thoughts in my mind were constantly surging from beginning to end.

Dumbledore's invitation was indeed a development that he had not expected.

In fact, according to his original idea, when Harry opened the candy he gave as a gift, Harry's character would definitely not be stingy about sharing this happiness.

So, no matter how fast or slow...this candy that has not yet been officially sold will usher in people's first experience with it in Hogwarts College...coupled with Harry's own celebrity effect, and

There will always be some sensitive wizards who discover the magical secrets hidden in candies - like dear Headmaster Dumbledore.

With all the blessings, it is undoubtedly the best early publicity for Xiangfeng’s Violet Candy.

Don't underestimate the impact of publicity in a mere house like Hogwarts.

You know, let’s not mention that the original main sales group of candy is these underage children. Just the families represented by the thousands of students in these seven grades are already a huge group of people that cannot be ignored...

"never mind……"

After thinking about it for a while, Charlie finally chose to give up because he couldn't figure out what medicine Principal Dumbledore was selling in his gourd.

He sat back on his chair, shook his head, and sighed.

Raising his wrist slightly, he let go of the piece of letter paper he was holding in his hand, and lightly drew an arc in the air before falling downwards.

Then, as if under the influence of some invisible force, he was inexplicably lifted up and flew back to the desk, where he easily slipped back into the envelope that had already been opened.

"No matter..."

Charlie's voice was inexplicably lazier again, muttering to himself.

"Anyway, since the old principal has invited me, it's not a bad thing to attend the opening ceremony of Hogwarts, not to mention..."

After saying this, Charlie paused, and the corners of his mouth began to raise unabashedly.

"I think my dear old friends will be very happy to hear the news that I am going back!!"

After Charlie finished speaking, he couldn't help but feel refreshed, and even his eyes suddenly became clear again.

"Russell!!"

He sat in his seat as usual and lightly snapped his fingers.

With a "Peng" sound, Russell, who had just left not long ago, reappeared next to Charlie.

But at this moment, he was still holding a long list that was drooping on the ground, and it seemed that he was working on it.

"At your call! My great Master Charlie!"

Russell's slightly shrill voice sounded again, and while he responded loudly, he reached out and hurriedly rerolled the list that was hanging on the ground and put it behind him.

"Help me prepare a suitable set of clothes..."

Charlie's voice returned to its original appearance, no longer as lazy as before.

"As the first time you are invited back to Hogwarts after more than ten years, you must be more solemn."

"You're right about what you said, Master!"

After listening to Charlie's words, Russell's eyes immediately became serious, and he nodded in agreement with Charlie.

"This is a big deal. As the seniors of those little wizards and the owners of Charlie's Candy Factory, we must ensure that you, the master, show your most perfect side at the opening ceremony!"

"Um..." Listening to Russell's serious tone, Charlie hesitated slightly and whispered.

"Actually, you don't have to take it so seriously...after all, you are essentially going in a private capacity..."

"Master, what do you think of the dress that Baron Burst wore during that visit?"

Before he finished speaking, Russell, who had already treated it as a major matter, did not give him any time to refuse, and hurriedly muttered:

"No, no! That dress is too red. You were the prefect of Slytherin House when you were at Hogwarts. We should wear some clothes with Slytherin characteristics."

As he spoke, Russell frowned, paused again, and then his eyes lit up.

"I remember you had a dark green one before, maybe we can find it out of the closet!"

"..." Charlie's eyelids trembled unconsciously as he listened to Russell's constant chatter.

…………………………

In the corridor of Hogwarts, under the dim light, Snape, dressed in black, walked quickly on the uneven stone tile floor.

There was a deep and inexplicable darkness in his eyes, which looked even more terrifying against the backdrop of the high nose bridge. His lips were tightly closed, and even the corners of his mouth were unconsciously lowered, making people have no intention of getting close to him.

.

At this moment, Snape was holding a thick lesson plan in his hands, probably specially prepared for the start of school soon.

The steps he walked caused the wind to flow from his side, rolling up the black robe and making it rustle.

"No! You can't do this!!!!"

"Um?"

A faint shout came out, causing Snape, who was still walking alone, to subconsciously look in the direction of the sound.

That was the direction of the principal's office. In the wooden door behind the huge stone beast, it seemed that some fierce quarrel was breaking out at this moment. Even the sound insulation effect of the principal's office door could not completely offset it.

Snape's steps subconsciously paused, and his brows furrowed slightly in confusion, which made his already unfriendly eyes even more terrifying.

With a muffled sound of "Peng!", the wooden door opened.

Snape saw Hagrid's huge body, hunched over, walking backwards out of the principal's office with some reluctance.

"No!!! You can't bring him back!!! Headmaster Albus Dumbledore!!! You can't do this!!"

The voice was still roaring, and when Hagrid completely backed out of the principal's office, he fully understood where the voice was coming from.

Hagrid was seen hugging a thin figure completely opposite to his body shape with his hands tightly around his waist - that was Frankie.

At this moment, Frankie was struggling desperately under Hagrid's control, twisting his head and shouting loudly into the office.

"Charlie Black!!! Principal, you can't let him come back!! I haven't had a heart attack in twelve years!! He will kill me!!!"

"Please, Frankie... don't react so much. He has grown up..."

Hagrid continued to hold him and walked out, while explaining to him helplessly.

"The grown-up devil is even more terrifying!! I don't want to see him!! No!!"