Harry Potter: Charlie's Candy Factory

Chapter 42 Differences
Soon, Lucius came home.Draco also stopped waving his wand, and returned to the mansion with Charlie, carrying the heat from the garden.

Perhaps it was because she knew that she was not good at cooking dishes, so for this lunch, Narcissa wisely chose some foods like salads and biscuits.

Regardless of how other people feel, anyway, for Charlie, this meal is probably the best meal he has had in the two days since he came to Malfoy Manor.

Just as Charlie lowered his head and was eating with gusto, Lucius, who was sitting not far away, suddenly spoke.

He picked up the napkin on the side, wiped off the crumbs on his lips, and said.

"Just before coming back..."

When everyone heard Lucius' voice, they all raised their heads and looked at him.

Charlie was no exception. After swallowing the salad in his mouth, he also looked at Lucius, wanting to hear what he had to say.

"Your Excellency Umbridge, the deputy director of the Department of Magical Things and Disasters, found me and asked me to do something."

"Umbridge..."

Narcissa frowned, obviously she also knew that guy, and her inner evaluation of him was revealed from his expression.

"What does she want from you?" Narcissa continued to ask
"She said that Minister Fudge would like to have the opportunity to attend the...preparation banquet for Draco a few days ago."

While speaking, Lucius looked at Charlie intentionally or unintentionally, as if he wanted to read something from his expression.

As soon as these words came out, everyone fell into a brief silence.

The Minister of Magic... came to the children's school entrance feast?
In an instant, an extremely strong sense of contrast and humor emerges from it.

Even Charlie couldn't help but froze when he heard the news...

This old fat man is really pervasive... He couldn't help saying something in his heart.

He really didn't dare to imagine how much Cornelius Fudge missed him. After being rejected repeatedly, he could still make the act of surrendering his status and asking to participate in the school entrance banquet of an 11-year-old boy he didn't know... …

I have to say that Charlie was a little moved...

And at the dinner table, Draco was the first to react as Charlie's brain was frantically going on.

Hearing the sound of "Peng", Draco jumped up from his seat, and knocked the chair behind him directly onto the carpet.

But at the moment, he can't care about these things at all.

"Minister of Magic, come to my school entrance banquet!!!!!!??"

He widened his eyes and stared straight at his father.

Immediately, an uncontrollable ecstasy surged from his heart, as if it wanted to fill his whole body.

"I'm stuffed!!"

Immediately afterwards, Draco hurriedly lifted the stool under him, then grabbed two pieces of biscuits, and rushed upstairs with a "thump, thud, thump" in a hurry.

"Draco! You better restrain yourself!"

Lucius frowned and yelled at Draco's back.

"Sorry, Father!"

But this time, the scolding that tried and failed all of a sudden suddenly lost its effect.

With Draco's habitual apology, the door of his room was also shut tightly with a bang of "Peng".

"…………"

"..."

"Wow……"

At the dining table where there were only three people left, Charlie, who watched his nephew disappear without a trace, raised his eyebrows and broke the awkward silence.

"I guess... little Draco must be trying on clothes again."

Narcissa's frown did not relax, she turned her head and looked at Charlie.

Although she is proud, she is not stupid.Narcissa naturally knew that even if she and Lucius belonged to the same 28-year-old pure-blood family, it would be impossible for the leader of the entire British magic world, the powerful Minister of Magic, to specially attend their son's school entrance banquet.

And the only possibility is...

"Charlie..."

Narcissa opened her mouth, as if she wanted to say something.

But it was interrupted by Charlie waving his hand.

At this moment, Charlie's expression had returned to its original state. He lowered his head and said while eating the rest of the salad with a fork.

"Don't worry, it's fine."

Wiping the salad dressing from the corner of his mouth, he continued
"After all, if Fudge really came to Draco's school entrance banquet, it would be good for both Draco and Lucius..."

As soon as these words came out, both Narcissa and Lucius fell silent again.

"And..." Charlie continued.
"That guy Fudge is like a follower. He has been chasing after me for so long, and I just took this opportunity to talk to him, which can be regarded as saving a troublesome thing."

Hearing this, Lucius couldn't help but secretly took a deep breath, and his eyelids trembled accordingly.

Follower... In the British wizarding world, the only person who dares to understate Fudge in front of others, and use this word openly to describe Fudge, is probably only Charlie Black.

.....................

The Ministry of Magic didn't take a long break at noon, and after lunch, Lucius went back to work.

And Charlie, after simply helping Narcissa clean up the dishes with a cleaning spell, went up the stairs to the second floor and walked to Draco's room.

"knock knock"

He bent his knuckles and knocked lightly on Draco's door.

Soon, Draco's voice came from behind the door.

"please wait for a moment!"

It sounded like his voice was a little embarrassed, followed by the sound of packing up and running in a hurry.

After about a minute or two, the door of the room was opened.

Draco grabbed the doorknob and carefully opened the door from the inside.

freshly applied hairspray

And he even wore a light men's perfume... How could he have such a thing?

Charlie raised his eyebrows, but he didn't break it.

As for Draco, seeing that it was his uncle, the smile that had not faded for a long time reappeared on his face.

"I thought it was my father..."

As he spoke, he opened the door to let Charlie in, and breathed a sigh of relief by the way.

Charlie walked in, looking up and down casually.

The room was clean and not messy like other kids my age.On the contrary, the taste and aesthetic style of the Malfoy family can be easily seen in the furniture and supplies.

But it can be seen from it that there is a little vitality different from adults.

For example, the spotless broomstick placed in the corner, some gadgets on the desk, and a poster about a certain Quidditch star hanging on the wall...

Draco closed the door, and Charlie sat down on the stool in front of the desk.

Suddenly, Charlie accidentally thought of the words Narcissa heard him say not long ago.

Like a ghost, he looked at his nephew not far away and asked

"Draco... In your opinion, is there any difference between a pure-blood wizard and a Muggle wizard?"

(End of this chapter)