Harry Potter: Charlie and the Candy Factory

Andre left. After talking to Charlie, he walked out of Charlie's office looking happy.

Russell had actually made arrangements for his arrival a long time ago. After all, it was his first time to interact with people from the American magic world, so Russell himself had put a lot of thought into it.

The small book he carries with him has almost five or six pages, which are all about the specific details of this matter. Whether it is the place where he lives or the specific content of the other party's visit, Charlie does not need to put any more thought into it.

, everything has been handled and arranged.

With a muffled sound of "Peng", the office door closed.

Charlie, on the other hand, was still standing in front of the chair where Andre was sitting just now, looking at the re-closed door quietly, wondering what he was thinking.

When the entire office regained its calmness and there were no other disturbances, the original smile and kindness on Charlie's face quietly disappeared without a trace.

He paced back to his desk, but did not sit back in his seat. Instead, he looked out the window and looked at the crowds of people still rushing on the street, speechless for a moment.

The glass of the window reflected Charlie's blurry figure, and also reflected the coldness in his eyes...

When there was no one around, Charlie no longer needed to put on that smooth mask, and he could finally reveal his true inner emotions without concealment.

Charlie was still standing there, but there was unstoppable confusion in his mind. Countless things, sooner or later, big or small, were all involved with Dabu as the lead at this time.

………………………

After a long time, when the crowd on the street outside the window finally became sparse, a breath of foul breath came out of his mouth.

Charlie closed his eyes and at the same time calmed down all the complexities in his mind.

When his eyes opened, they were as clear as before, but the coldness disappeared as if they had never appeared.

Looking at himself on the window, Charlie raised the corners of his mouth and made a gentle but polite smile. After confirming that there were no flaws, he slowly dissipated it.

"Snapped!"

His thumb and middle finger were pressed together, and with a clear snap of his fingers, Russell appeared beside him.

"Owner……"

At this time, Russell had just gotten some free time from the messy things. He rubbed his cheeks with both hands and couldn't help but take a deep breath.

"How is Dabu?" Charlie shifted his gaze from the window to Russell's body with enthusiasm, and immediately noticed some blood stains on Russell's clothes at this moment.

"No big deal."

Russell listened to Charlie's words, put down his hands, couldn't help grinning, and the look on his face became a little brighter, and he continued.

"Although there is a lot of necrosis on the leg, fortunately, my life can be saved... The broken leg can be replaced with a wooden leg... Although it would be a bit troublesome to walk, fortunately, we are all good at using transformation.

Shadow, so there’s nothing to worry about.”

Charlie pursed his lips and said nothing as he listened to Russell's words... He naturally understood in his heart that how could a broken leg not be a big deal... Russell pretended to be so relaxed and said it to him, just to make him feel better.

, don’t have to bear too much pressure.

"Go to the finance department and withdraw some money."

Charlie seemed to have made some plans in his mind. As he spoke, he turned around and walked toward the office door.

"Go to the finance department to pay some money...?"

Russell, who was still thinking about Dabu, was stunned by Charlie's words.

He subconsciously repeated what Charlie said, and then his brain reacted and he quickly took steps to keep up with him.

Although he didn't know why his master wanted to pay money, as a servant, he still asked

"How much does the master need?"

"Fifty thousand gold galleons."

Charlie's footsteps did not stop. He opened the door and walked out, while speaking a number.

"Five...fifty thousand!?"

Obviously, fifty thousand gold galleons is definitely not a small amount of money.

Even Russell was shocked by the amount, and even he couldn't help but hesitate to keep up with Charlie.

He opened his mouth and looked at Charlie's back as he walked further and further away. He finally calmed himself down again and hurriedly followed. However, he still couldn't hold it back and continued to speak cautiously.

"Please... Master Charlie, please forgive Russell's ignorance and overstepping... Because this is almost the total amount of spare funds currently available at the factory, so Russell must ask, what does the master plan to do with the money?"

At this moment, the two of them had walked out of the office door, and Charlie stopped just before going down the stairs.

He pressed his hands on the stairs and looked down at the elves still working below.

"Hello Mr. Black!"

"Hello, Mr. Black."

………

Even though they had just experienced that incident, when Charlie appeared, all the elves still raised their heads and greeted him.

In those eyes, there was unabashed admiration, trust, and reliance... They regarded Charlie as everything, respecting and loving him like a god. They never questioned any of his actions. Everyone living here

The elf firmly believes that he can lead all his compatriots to get rid of that shameful name, without having to become a slave, without having his head cut off, and to gain respect without being beaten, scolded or humiliated.

Like other magical creatures that coexist with humans, they have a bright and beautiful future full of hope.

At that time, they can justifiably sit in a bar and order a glass of beer. They can also have their own interests and hobbies without being punished, and they can also rely on their own labor in exchange for remuneration to support their families...

Even though it was not the first time that Charlie saw them looking at him like this, for some reason, just now, his heart seemed to be pressed down by a heavy boulder, and he felt faintly breathless.

He smiled and waved to the elves below, but his movements were far from as brisk as before, and instead seemed a little slow.

Charlie turned his head and looked at Russell, who had followed and looked at him eagerly, with a smile on his face and said

"Didn't Minister Fudge wait for me to send him money a few days ago? I just happen to be free now, so I'll take advantage of this time to send it to him personally..."

"But..." Russell took out the notebook from his back and started flipping through it quickly.

"But I remember, didn't you promise him twenty-five thousand Galleons?"