Harry Potter: Charlie and the Candy Factory

British Ministry of Magic - Hall

As the core of the entire British magical community, the Ministry of Magic seems to be busy all the time.

In the hall, every civil servant is in a hurry, holding various documents and files in his hands as he shuttles between the elevators leading to various levels. Like tiny gears, they bite together and work together.

It formed a huge and sophisticated machine, providing him with a steady stream of power to continue moving forward without stopping.

Umbridge liked this kind of painting very much. I saw that she was carrying her two short and thick arms behind her back in a serious manner, her eyes that were vaguely shrewd and tired were half-squinted, and there was a hint of sadness on her face.

With that annoying smile.

At this moment, she was standing there, looking around at the people coming and going with a certain arrogance. She seemed out of tune with everything around her. People could notice her presence at the first glance.

However, this is exactly what Umbridge wants. She enjoys this wonderful feeling of being different from others.

Every time she sees those people running around and busy, not even having time to take a breath. But she can stand here so leisurely, looking at all of them with a scrutinizing gaze. She will become more and more excited and happy.

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An abnormal pleasure derived from this, filling her whole body crazily and occupying every cell in her fat body.

I don't know if it comes from nature, but Umbridge has an almost crazy persistence and desire for this invisible power called power.

After entering Hogwarts and obtaining the position of prefect through snitching, the desperate pursuit of power began to grow crazily, spread wantonly, and became more and more out of control.

Umbridge clearly knows the meaning of this right and the energy it possesses. She flatters and flatters those above her, showing her respect and desire for higher-level rights. She also flatters those below.

She had a different kind of face, showing her sadism and ruthlessness vividly. It seemed that only in this way could her already rotten heart be satisfied.

Just as she was still immersed in her own world, enjoying the pleasure and unable to extricate herself, suddenly the elevator that went directly from the ground slowly lowered, attracting her attention.

"Well, outsiders?" Umbridge's half-closed eyes narrowed slightly. She murmured, and then subconsciously looked towards the slowly opening elevator door.

Soon, when the elevator door opened completely and two figures, one tall and one short, walked out slowly, Umbridge's eyes that were originally narrowed to the size of green beans suddenly widened to their maximum size.

She looked at the tall, thin man in a windbreaker among the two figures in disbelief. For a moment, her whole body felt as if she had been electrocuted, and she shuddered.

"Mr. Black~!"

Charlie and Russell had just stepped out of the elevator when they were stopped in their tracks by a voice that was slightly sharp and artificial to the point of being cloying.

Russell couldn't help but shudder the moment the sound entered his ears. Even Charlie's expression stiffened a bit. He was almost completely off guard by the sound.

After almost a second of confusion, Charlie cast his gaze in the direction of the sound.

Almost as soon as he turned his head, he saw the short-handed, short-legged, fat, pink figure with two calves flying upside down, making a "tap" sound as the heels of his shoes stepped on the ground.

With a "stomp" sound, he ran quickly in his direction, with a bright smile on his face.

But... for some reason, looking at the fat face getting closer and closer, Charlie couldn't help but tighten his fists, and the idea of ​​punching it inexplicably arose in his heart.

Fortunately, his determination was amazing, and he finally tolerated this idea and gave the other party a "gentle" smile.

"Hello, Umbridge...Deputy Director."

After Umbridge stopped in front of him, panting, before the other party could say anything, Charlie took the lead in greeting her.

The smile that was already overflowing on Umbridge's face became even brighter, her eyes were shining, and she looked up at Charlie, with a somewhat touched expression for a moment.

"Oh my god!" Umbridge's voice was still a bit sharp, and with this "exclamation", Russell next to Charlie almost had goosebumps all over his body.

Russell hurriedly turned his face away, no longer looking at this sudden and strange woman so as not to reveal his gaffe at the moment.

But the good thing is that Umbridge's attention is completely focused on Charlie at the moment, and she doesn't pay attention to him at all.

"I didn't expect that a busy man like you could actually remember my name... I'm really surprised, Mr. Black." Umbridge continued while speaking, taking the lead in extending her hand to Charlie to express her gratitude.

respect from the other party.

"certainly……"

Charlie also stretched out a hand to shake hands with the other party, his expression remained unchanged, and he continued.

"I remember you once visited me with Minister Fudge."

"Yes, yes!" Umbridge became even more happy, holding Charlie's hand and shaking it hard before letting go.

Charlie withdrew his hand, rubbed it without leaving any trace, and then said directly without saying anything polite.

"Actually, I'm here to see Minister Fudge this time... I don't know, can you help me pass a message to the Minister?"

"this……"

Umbridge's originally bright face showed a look of confusion.

She looked at Charlie, lowered her head and thought for a while, and then said hesitantly

"Although I also want to help you...but Minister Fudge should be in a meeting right now. You know, there are too many things to do in his position, especially as the minister himself is a model of conscientiousness, no matter how big or small.

Everything must be handled personally..."

As Umbridge said this, she flattered Fudge "without leaving any trace" in her words.

At this point, she stopped talking, raised her head again, looked at Charlie with a flattering smile, and asked again

"Otherwise... if you have anything to do with Minister Fudge, you can come and tell me, and I will convey it to him for you. What do you think?"

Charlie raised his eyebrows, lowered his head and looked at Russell next to him... From their respective eyes, both Charlie and Russell could see a bit of amusement.

"Um……"

After Charlie pretended to think for a while, he nodded slowly.

"That's okay...actually, the matter is not that urgent. If you are willing to help me inform Minister Fudge, that is not impossible."

"Please tell me, what's the matter?" Seeing that Charlie was so easy to discuss, Umbridge breathed a sigh of relief and continued to ask.

"I promised Minister Fudge a while ago that I would donate a sum of money to the Ministry of Magic to replace the equipment of the Aurors and to thank the Ministry of Magic for its significant contribution to maintaining the stability of the British magical community."

Charlie paused deliberately, then continued

"Originally, while I was free today, I planned to send the money over and have a chat with Minister Fudge... Since Minister Fudge is not free, I'll leave it to another day."

After saying that, he turned around without looking back and took Russell towards the elevator he had just come down from.

"What... wait, wait, please wait, Mr. Charlie!!! Mr. Charlie!"