Harry Potter: Charlie's Candy Factory

Chapter 124 Dab who is about to set off

At the stairs, Quirrell stood there without any movement.

He just watched quietly as the two walked into the second floor step by step, then disappeared into the darkness.

It wasn't until even the sound faded away that it was barely audible, and Quirrell's smile faded away a bit, he turned his head, and walked back to the teacher's dormitory where he was in a calm manner.

"Crunch... Peng!"

When the wooden door of the room was completely closed, the expression on his face finally suddenly became ferocious.

His eyes were bloodshot, almost staring out of their sockets, and the muscles on his cheeks also faintly twitched, as if he was enduring some great pain.

He staggered two steps forward, then fell to his knees on the ground with a plop.Sweat was like raindrops, "crackling" and wet the floor under him, but Quirrell couldn't care less about it.

He hastily stretched out his hand to take off the heavy turban covering his head layer by layer, and branded it on the back of his head, releasing Voldemort's ugly face again.

As soon as he broke free from the sweaty hood and breathed fresh air, Voldemort immediately struggled and growled at Quirrell.

"Look what stupid thing you did again!? Even such a small thing, you can let two brats find out!!!"

"Immediately!! I want you to find a chance immediately! No matter what method! Get rid of them! Besides Harry Potter, that other kid! I have to get rid of him too!"

However, upon hearing Voldemort's order, Quirrell, who was kneeling on the ground, couldn't help shivering.

It seems that some extremely terrifying memory re-injected into his mind, so that even in the face of his master's anger, he can barely raise his head, trembling and resisting:

"No...my master...you can't do this!"

Voldemort obviously didn't expect that the loyal and loyal dog Quirrell, who has always been respectful and obedient, would dare to defy his orders so openly at this moment. He was stunned for a moment, and then a sharp pain enveloped Quirrell's body in the next second.

Voldemort roared and roared, that ugly face kept pulling the skin on the back of his head, almost making him lose control of his body.

"Do you want to die!?!? Quirrell! Don't think that you are irreplaceable!! I can always find a follower who is more loyal than you! More useful follower to use for me!!! You this Damn dog thing!!"

Due to the severe pain, Quirrell really put down his kneeling body as Voldemort said.Like a wild dog being whipped by humans, it twitched and rolled on the floor in embarrassment.

While exhausting what little strength he had left, he managed to maintain his sanity, and explained to the master
"That child...he is Charlie Black's nephew."

As soon as these words came out, Voldemort's momentum in his rage stopped abruptly.

And the pain that shrouded Qi Luo's body, which was almost unforgettable in this life, finally stopped.

"Huchi...huchi...huchi"

Panting heavily, the next second after the pain stopped, he quickly turned his body over again, and resumed the posture that represented humility and loyalty at the beginning, and then with a somewhat hoarse voice, reluctantly and told his master in detail
"Charlie Black is his uncle... It can be said that everyone in Hogwarts knows about it. He said that Charlie Black dotes on him very much. Even the private notes he used when he was in school are all intact. I gave it to him without moving."

Sweat soaked through the already thin pajamas, causing the fabric on the back of him to stick directly to his back.Slimy and extremely uncomfortable...

But he didn't dare to neglect, Quirrell knew very well that his life and death were in the hands of Voldemort, as long as he wanted to, he could easily kill himself.

As for whether it is true what the other party said, after killing him, there will be a lot of subordinates, scrambling to take his place and serve him... Quirrell didn't know, but he didn't dare to try.

After all, even if there is only a [-]% chance of being true, he can't afford to bet on it.

What he wants is great power, power, and more wealth... The greed in his heart makes him defect to the Dark Lord, and he believes in him as his god.But he is also more afraid of death than others.

So after taking a few breaths, he continued talking non-stop.Tell the other party all your thoughts.

"If... if Draco is really dead... then Charlie Black will definitely come to Hogwarts.

As long as he detects a little breath that belongs to me—then my master, we are finished..."

After finishing speaking, Quirrell deliberately and carefully paused for a while. Seeing that Voldemort was silent and seemed to be still thinking, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Quickly strike while the iron is hot and continue to persuade
"Please forgive my abruptness, master... Invincible, you are still too weak now, and it will take a long time to recover. If this really ignites Charlie Black's anger, it is impossible for the two of us alone It subsides... At that time, his identity will change. From the original ally, he will become a life-devouring hungry wolf."

"This... this is not a good deal."

After Quirrell finished speaking, his head was firmly stuck on the floor, his body was still trembling, waiting for the master's response.

It took a long time... Voldemort calmed down, and his hoarse voice was rarely relieved and gentle.

"I blamed you, my loyal servant. This... is indeed a very embarrassing thing."

Quirrell couldn't help but closed his eyes, he was relieved, and almost couldn't support himself, so he fell to the ground.

However, Voldemort hadn't finished speaking.

"But...some things have to be done, and there is always a way to do it."

He spoke again, his voice was still gentle, but the tone of command was beyond doubt.

"Think about it and find a way to kill those two children without letting Charlie Black find out what we did."

"I think you can do it. Right, Quilines Quirrell?"

Quirrell felt an inexplicable chill sweep across his body, penetrating his internal organs.

"Yes... I understand. As you say, my lord."

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On the second day, Harry Potter, who hadn't slept all night, walked out of the Slytherin lounge with a huge black eye, and side by side with Draco, who was also not very energetic, towards the classroom where the first class in the morning was. advance.

The two didn't say anything, they just looked at each other in a tacit understanding.Eyes full of complexity...

In this way, the morning class was spent in a burst of absent-mindedness.Even in his favorite Potions class, Draco didn't show the extraordinary look he used to, and he didn't even raise his hands deliberately when asked to answer questions... Hermione, who regarded him as a competitor, couldn't believe it.

Naturally, it is impossible to hide the change of the two people's status from the partners around them.

It wasn't until the four of them came to the cafeteria to have lunch at noon, that Harry finally couldn't stand it anymore in the face of Ron and Hermione's questioning and pressing, and had no choice but to tell what happened last night.

In the meantime, after talking about the two of them sneaking into the restricted area, he specifically left Draco beside him.

Seeing that the other party did not intend to stop him from continuing, he informed Ron and Hermione of the series of events that followed.

Ron sat across from Harry, his eyes widening.Even if it was the chicken leg he was holding in his hand, he just took a bite.But by this time, he also forgot to chew.

Even Hermione couldn't help flickering waves between her beautiful eyes, and opened her mouth slightly, subconsciously wanting to reprimand the two of them, but she was attracted by the story Harry told, so she could only open her mouth first. He suppressed it and continued to listen.

It wasn't until Harry finished talking about Professor Quirrell's appearance at the end, saying that he and Draco returned to the Slytherin lounge with a whole bag of candy, that the two finally recovered.

"You two didn't call me when you went to explore?!"

Ron blinked his eyes, nibbled the chicken leg skillfully in two mouthfuls, and then yelled with grief and indignation, his eyes were full of resentment, as if what he was worried about before had finally come true at this moment.

Obviously, he didn't understand the main meaning of Harry's words and stories.It's just that "Draco and Harry don't call him, and sneak out to play at night", giving the attraction all the attention.

Hermione, who was just about to speak, couldn't help but gave him a big roll of the eyes.

"Is there something wrong with your comprehension?" The reprimand that was supposed to be directed at Harry and Draco suddenly shifted its firepower and came to Ron.

"I thought so from the very beginning." Draco, who hadn't said a word, just picked up the food on his plate and thought about something by the way, raised his head and manually gave Hermione a thumbs up, as if he had found something A confidant is average.

But unexpectedly, after talking about Ron, Hermione's attention returned to Harry and Draco.

"And you—are you crazy?"

In order to express the sternness of her tone, Hermione raised her eyebrows slightly as she spoke, her pink hands curled into fists, and she slammed the table heavily.

"How dare you do this?! Let's not talk about you going to the restricted area without authorization. When you encounter such a dangerous guy, shouldn't the first thing you do should be to ensure your own safety? Why are you talking to me like this?" past?!"

Harry couldn't help shrinking his neck from Hermione's training, recalling his state with Draco at that time, but he didn't know what was wrong, and his blood surged for a while, so he chased after him with Draco go up.Now that I think about it carefully, it makes people shudder and fearful. "

Eyes flicked to Draco, Draco lowered his head again, fiddling with the food on the plate.

The original small tomato was pulled by a fork at this moment, and it almost turned into tomato sauce.

Even so, with Draco's proud temperament, he didn't stand up and have a passionate exchange with Hermione. It seemed that he knew he was wrong and chose to bear it silently.

"All right--"

After nearly 10 minutes of chattering and lecturing the two of them, Ron on the side finished his share of chicken legs, and then quietly wiped out Draco's share while watching the show.

Hermione stopped with a dry mouth and gave a conclusion to this "meeting".

"The two of you must not act alone next time!! Go to the restricted area tonight, you must take me with you!"

"Huh?!" As soon as these words came out, Harry and Draco were obviously surprised, causing them to suddenly raise their heads and look at Hermione in unison.

After all, Hermione was not as good as the other three boys, and her small face was a little thinner.Facing the surprised eyes of the two of them, he couldn't help but blush slightly.I can only pretend to be a natural gesture, and explained dryly
"Anyway... Anyway, even if I persuade you, you will definitely not listen to me, right? Then you might as well let me go with you. If there is any danger at that time, I can definitely do more Some!"

Hearing this, before Harry could react, Ron, who was eating well, quickly swallowed the food in his mouth, and quickly raised his hand to say, "Oh! I'm going too! If you let Hermione go, you must Take me too."

"It doesn't matter..."

Draco looked around, scanning everyone's faces, and his mood inevitably improved a little unconsciously.

He shrugged, pricked up the almost spoiled tomato on the plate with a fork, and put it in his mouth.

Feeling its juice bursting wantonly in his mouth, Draco nodded and said

"Anyway, one more person, one more strength."

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At the same time, he turned his attention back to Charlie.

At this moment, it is rare for him to continue to stay in his office and spend the day leisurely like before.

Instead, Russell came to the gate of the candy factory together.

It wasn't just the two of them, the elves in the factory also stopped their work at this moment, walked out of the factory together, and came behind Charlie.

Not for anything else, just because today is the day Dab goes to Hogwarts!
Unlike the last time he went to the American magic world, this time Dab did not leave on a [business trip], but was officially [transferred] to a brand new environment.

Although facing the child who grew up under their common eyes, all the elves were willing to offer their best wishes, but they couldn't help worrying about it.

After all, no one has more say than them about what the outside world is like.

"Have you really made up your mind?"

Charlie leaned down, patted Dab's shoulder, and watched him carry a huge luggage, vaguely as if seeing his own child about to travel far away, and one couldn't help but sigh.

"Ok!"

Dabu didn't say much, just nodded his head, his eyes as firm as before.

(End of this chapter)