Harry Potter and the Candy Factory

Meanwhile, as Kobe was about to begin his first class for these Muggles, Charlie turned his gaze away from his employees downstairs and re-entered his office. Google Search Read

He went straight back to his desk, his eyes subconsciously glancing at the pile of things Hagrid had specially brought him from Hogwarts—several thick books.

Of course, there were also two letters, which Charlie had placed in his desk drawer.

Those books were all specially prepared for him by his old headmaster.

According to Hagrid, when he saw the sensational report in the Daily Prophet, even the knowledgeable and well-informed Dumbledore couldn't help but be stunned.

His eyes fixed on the newspaper, looking at it over and over again.

His lips were slightly pursed, and his brow furrowed. Although he had lost his usual gentle smile, he was not angry.

No one knew what he was thinking…

Hagrid himself sat on the high stool in the office as usual, but he was no longer relaxed. He was careful not to say a word, for fear of disturbing Dumbledore's thoughts.

Soon after, Dumbledore's brow suddenly unfurrowed.

He said nothing, but folded the newspaper, put it in his drawer, then stood up and walked out of the office under Hagrid's gaze.

Leaving Hagrid alone, sitting in the office, feeling inexplicably puzzled.

Hagrid waited for a while, and just as he was wondering if he should leave, Dumbledore came back in, holding a stack of thick books.

And gave him a new task, hoping that he could send these books to Charlie.

Although he hadn't read them carefully due to having too many things to do, he had simply placed them on the table and hadn't taken the next step.

But just by looking at the names on the covers of some of the books and the annotations on the title pages, Charlie could confirm that these books were all related to Muggle information…

From the famous Muggle scholar's "Among the Muggles—How to Make Friends with Muggles" to the almost extinct precious material from the sixteenth century, "People Who Are Different from Us", it can be said to be extremely detailed. The scope involved is so wide that, apart from the long-standing Hogwarts library, no one or organization can gather them all…

Charlie couldn't help but feel a little warmth in his heart.

He could even imagine his old headmaster, Dumbledore, standing in front of the bookshelf in the library, relying on his memory to find these books one by one…

Although as a transmigrator, Charlie most likely wouldn't need the things written in these books.

Even if he wanted to, he could write a monograph himself, directly raising the Muggle studies of the British wizarding world to a higher level.

However, Dumbledore's concern and care for him like a child still moved this wizarding businessman who had experienced countless intrigues.

As for the remaining two letters… one of them was naturally from Dumbledore.

This was also the first thing he looked at after Hagrid delivered everything to him.

The content of the letter was no longer as warm as it used to be, but truly analyzed the pros and cons of Charlie's actions from the perspective of an elder.

Finally, he came to the conclusion that Charlie's approach was quite risky, especially when the Minister of Magic, Cornelius Fudge, was a pure conservative. This behavior undoubtedly had great worries and unstable factors.

Although he didn't understand how Charlie had successfully persuaded Fudge to agree to his plan—after all, as the Minister of Magic personally recommended by Dumbledore, he knew Fudge best. He also naturally understood that with Fudge's character, he would never agree to such a thing happening.

However, if Charlie truly handled this time bomb well, Dumbledore would undoubtedly support and praise Charlie's actions.

In his own words in the letter:

"This will be an unprecedented reform. Perhaps the bloatedness and decadence of the wizarding world will truly be swept away by a new wave. At that time, you, as the initiator of that wave, will eventually become a great person… even surpassing all outstanding wizards from ancient times to the present."

After using about four-fifths of the space to analyze the pros and cons of Charlie's actions, Dumbledore finally returned to his usual gentle tone at the end.

He smiled and briefly told Charlie a few interesting things that happened at Hogwarts, and also mentioned his employee Dudley.

At the end of the letter, Dumbledore still used the tone that Charlie was extremely familiar with, and said:

"My dear child, go ahead and do it, Hogwarts will always be your home."

At that time, in the office, after reading this letter, Charlie was filled with emotion, and his complex feelings were beyond words. For a moment, he didn't know what to say.

He even suspected that if Hagrid hadn't been watching him, his emotions might have fluctuated even more.

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Because of time constraints, after reading Headmaster Dumbledore's letter, Charlie asked Hagrid to go to the Leaky Cauldron for him.

As for himself, he was rushing to supervise the construction of a new factory and the purchase of production lines, leaving the remaining unopened letter aside, and forgetting about its existence for a while.

Until now, when everything was finally ready and he could relax for a moment, Charlie remembered it.

He opened the desk drawer and slowly took out the letter. He held the white envelope in his hand, not opening it immediately, but looking at it from left to right, front and back.

After confirming that there was indeed no sender's name written on it, he curled his finger and hooked it towards the desktop, bringing a letter opener into his hand.

Just as Charlie was about to open it, a knock on the door suddenly interrupted his original action.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

"Bang, bang, bang!"

The knock on the door was loud and had a unique rhythm.

Almost without thinking, Charlie had already guessed who it was.

So, he continued the action he had stopped, and while opening the envelope, Charlie raised his head and said softly towards the outside of the door:

"Come in, Hagrid."

Sure enough, with a "creak", the door opened in response.

Hagrid, with a simple and honest smile on his face, appeared outside the door.

"Good afternoon, Charlie."

He scratched his messy long hair and greeted cheerfully.