Harry Potter: Charlie and the Candy Factory

"?????"

At this moment, Draco's eyes seemed to have experienced the collapse of the whole world.

Confusion, doubt, doubt, jealousy,...

For a time, countless emotions slowly mixed in his heart, and finally formed a feeling that even he himself could not describe.

"...Draco?"

Harry lowered the hand that was holding the candy a little bit, looked at Draco who was motionless as if he was petrified, and called him in a low voice.

However, the other party still turned a deaf ear and just stared at the candy in his hand without even blinking.

And just at this moment, Ron's familiar shout appeared next to his ears.

"Hey!! Harry!!!!"

Harry turned his head and looked at the sound, only to see Ron not far away with his eyes widened, waving his arms desperately at him, hoping to attract his attention.

However, those feet seemed to be rooted to the spot, motionless and showing no intention of walking this way.

Apparently, Draco's "own goal" on the Hogwarts Express left a very deep memory for him.

Harry turned around hesitantly and glanced at Draco - the other man still didn't move.

"Come here!! Harry!!!!"

Seeing that Harry still turned to look at Draco, Ron urged louder.

...However, his feet still didn't move a step. He could only stare at Harry with eager eyes and wave as hard as he could.

"Got it! I'll be there right away!" Harry responded loudly.

Helpless, after sighing, he had no choice but to reach out his hand, opened Draco's hand that was holding the notebook, and gave Draco all the candies in his hand.

"Okay...I found Ron. So - see you later"

After saying that, he carried his luggage and birdcage, and Tengteng quickened his pace and ran towards Ron.

Draco watched Harry's leaving figure for a while, until the other person completely disappeared from his eyes, then he looked back, lowered his head and looked at the candy that Harry had forced into his hand.

After hesitating for a while, he slowly picked up one of them and carefully put it into his mouth...

"Draco! Look what we found!?"

Soon, Goyle and Crabbe, who had just been squatting next to the grass, ran back to Draco happily and said happily to Draco.

"..." Draco held candy in his mouth and looked at the two of them calmly, saying nothing.

However, Goyle and Crabbe seemed not to notice the depression in Draco's heart at this moment. The two looked at each other first, and then let out a "geigeigei" smile.

"look!!"

Immediately afterwards, the excited Goyle suddenly took out a very straight small wooden stick from behind and waved it in front of Draco.

Seeing the small wooden stick being taken out, Crabbe also became excited in response. His eyes were shining, and he spared no effort to introduce to Draco the small wooden stick they found in just a few minutes.

.

"Look, Draco! You've never seen a straighter stick than this one!!! I swear, Goyle's wand is not as straight as this one! And, it's actually..."

Crabbe swallowed his saliva and his eyes became even more excited.

"It actually grew naturally! Look! There are leaves hanging on it!!!"

"Ohhhhhh" It was Gower's turn to cooperate. He raised his arms and cheered happily.

It caused people around to look sideways...

Draco's lips trembled, but he didn't say anything after all.

He stuffed the other candy in his hand into his mouth again, and then slowly closed his eyes.

………………………………

"How can you talk to Malfoy?"

Ron angrily carried his luggage and walked in the opposite direction to Draco, looking back from time to time with a wary glance, fearing that the other party would follow him.

Harry couldn't help but feel ashamed when he saw Ron's attitude, but he had no choice but to persuade Ron in this way.

"...could it be that you guys had some misunderstanding before? I feel like Draco is actually pretty good..."

"good!?"

Ron's voice suddenly rose a lot, his eyes widened, he looked at Harry in disbelief, then he wrinkled again and said

"Don't be fooled by that boy's harmless appearance! -"

Ron paused for a moment, then he looked around and saw that no one was paying attention, so he carefully approached Harry's ear and lowered his voice and said

"Malfoy's father used to be a Death Eater! As a result, he got through a relationship and was not judged by the Ministry of Magic - you have to know that their family is not a good person!"

"Ron!!"

Harry immediately turned around, frowned, looked seriously at Ron, who looked mysterious and serious, and said

"You should know...it is not an aboveboard thing to say bad things about others behind their backs...Besides, Mr. Charlie is Draco's uncle, and logically speaking, he can be considered a member of his family...At least in my opinion, Mr. Charlie is

An extremely wonderful and good man.”

After finishing speaking, it seemed that he was not convincing enough, so Harry asked again

"Is it possible that you can tell the bad things Mr. Charlie has done? He even donated money to the orphanage!"

Ron was startled by Harry's sudden fierce attitude. He was stunned for a while, then his eyebrows drooped, his mouth was pouted, and he muttered softly.

"Why can't you tell me... Originally, Hogwarts students didn't have to carry their own luggage to school... but it turned out that he poached many house elves back then..."

Harry opened his mouth, intending to argue with the other party...

"Ding dong - ding dong -"

Before he could open his mouth, he was stopped by a crisp ringing of a bell.

For a moment, all the noisy students subconsciously stopped their voices and looked in the direction of the ringing sound.

At some point, a balding old man appeared on the platform with a gloomy face.

He held a bright lantern in one hand and a bell in the other, which he was ringing.

When all the sounds on the platform disappeared and everyone's eyes were focused on him, he finally looked around at everyone with satisfaction and stopped shaking the bell in his hand.

"Come on - Hogwarts students, follow me, get on the boat over there! Do you hear me, I say it again, follow me! Get on the boat over there!"

His voice was as unpleasant as a dying crow, and every word that came out of his mouth was like a eulogy at a funeral, cold and uncomfortable.

"To be honest... I originally didn't want to care about you. This was supposed to be Hagrid's job."