Harry Potter: Charlie and the Candy Factory

Hearing this, even Dumbledore couldn't help but froze for a moment. Then he stopped laughing and his eyes curved into an arc, causing the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes to wrinkle together.

He understood that Charlie's words were teasing him for using the name of Hogwarts instead of himself when sending him a letter...

Thinking of this, Dumbledore, who was very playful, pretended to be innocent, spread his hands towards Charlie, and said

"It depends on you, whether Charlie Black sitting in front of me is my student or a student of Hogwarts..."

As soon as these words came out, there was a bit of silence at first, and then both of them couldn't hold back and laughed together.

"Hahahahaha..."

Charlie on the high stool smiled, pinched his still swollen temples, and casually changed into a more comfortable position.

"Okay, okay...just tell me, principal."

He shook his head helplessly, feeling defeated and planning to bring the topic back on track.

"Violet candy..."

Dumbledore also nodded, and the smile on his face faded a bit.

He stroked his thick beard, spoke, and opened his eyes again, looking at Charlie with some brightness.

"To be precise, it's Sniffing Wind's violet candy." Charlie interrupted Dumbledore and emphasized the name of his upcoming product.

After all, there are a lot of violet candies. If you want to distinguish them from ordinary products other than Charlie's brand, you must make the proper distinction in your name and give your name a strong emphasis so that others can mention violet candies.

, the one that comes to mind must be Charlie's "Wind-Sniffing Violet Candy"

"Okay... Sniff the violet candy." Dumbledore nodded, and another sip of black tea was slowly swallowed down his throat.

"Nice name" he muttered to himself, and then continued to ask

"About that special magic on the candy...it's something I've never seen in my life."

Having said this, Dumbledore's expression finally became serious.

He looked at Charlie, and his voice changed from calm to a little more solemn.

"You may be about to change the world... At least, you have blazed a path that no one has ever walked before. Even if it is just a candy, you will eventually be remembered and become an old friend like me, Nico.

Someone like Flamel, someone who can go down in the history of magic."

"Thank you for your recognition, my dear Principal Dumbledore...compared to those so-called names in the future, I care more about your praise and recognition at this moment. You know, this has always been my motivation to move forward unremittingly."

Charlie nodded reservedly, listening to Dumbledore's words, not even the slightest change in his eyes... Obviously, he must have already thought of what Dumbledore said at this moment.

And in fact, what Charlie said at this moment, from some aspects, was not what he was talking about in front of him.

As a qualified businessman, his first consideration is always profit.

Perhaps it is an extremely glorious thing to become a character whose name is left in the history of magic. The meaning it represents can even make the ancestors of the Black family who know this matter so happy that they jump out of the cemetery again and have a conversation on the spot.

tap dance.

But for Charlie, the benefits this matter can bring are obviously not that great.

Because there is no way for me to cash it in at all.

Of course, maybe a hundred years later, one of his descendants will be able to benefit from this to make a living. But that is not what Charlie wants to consider!

He now leads a factory of house elves. Although he seems to be incomparable glory, only he knows the dangers and resistance hidden behind the scenery.

Maybe one day, the factory will be shut down by pure-blood nobles and a group of "Aurors" from the Ministry of Magic.

When the time comes, I will be reduced to the miserable state of returning to Hogwarts to become a professor. How can I have time to take care of a descendant of a useless dim sum that I don’t even know!?

………………………

As his own student, Dumbledore naturally understood what Charlie was thinking.

He sighed, pushed the almost finished black tea towards the inside of the desk, then glanced at Charlie weakly, and continued.

"About your violets... Oh, sorry, they are Sniffing Wind's violet candies. Does each one of them have the same effect as the ones you gave to Harry?"

Charlie thought for a while and did not lie to Dumbledore. Instead, he shook his head frankly and said

"No, after all, it is something made on an assembly line. In order to reduce its cost and the difficulty of batch production, as well as retain the most critical taste, the effect is about one-third of what it is now."

"certainly……"

Charlie quickly added

"If there are special needs in the future, I will actually consider launching a "high-quality special version" of Xiangfeng's violet candy."

"One third..." Dumbledore muttered, his eyelids drooped, and he was thinking about something in his mind.

After a while, he looked at Charlie again, and nodded as if he had made some kind of decision.

"When do you plan to officially release it?" Dumbledore then asked

"It will be about a week before Christmas, and I will put up a very grand advertisement then."

Charlie responded fluently, but he couldn't help but think in his mind: Asking Fudge to advertise might be considered extremely grand.

"I wonder if it's possible..."

Dumbledore's body subconsciously leaned forward a little, and with a serious look in his eyes, he continued.

"Can Sniffing Wind's violet candy be supplied to Hogwarts in advance?"

Later, he also explained the reasons for his thoughts.

"I can feel that after eating it, my spirit will be improved to a certain extent in a short period of time, and even the feel of casting spells will be different... Although it has been reduced to one-third, it is still very suitable.

It is used as a teaching tool to assist learning and feeling magic."

Having said this, Dumbledore couldn't help but pause for a moment. He looked at Charlie, who was sitting across from him and was meditating on something, and thoughtfully gave him some time before continuing to add the next sentence.

"I think with it, the time that little wizards invest in learning can also be harvested with higher efficiency."

Charlie's head, which was still cloudy, suddenly sobered up due to Dumbledore's words.

He lowered his head and began to constantly calculate the gains and losses.

Dumbledore was not in a hurry and waited patiently for Charlie's answer.

Finally, after thinking for a long time, Charlie raised his head again.

The smile on his face became a little brighter, and he nodded, with a certain light shining in his eyes.

"Of course...but I have some additional conditions."

Dumbledore raised his eyebrows

"What?"

"I want to install some candy vending machines in Hogwarts!"