Harry Potter and the Candy Factory

“Of course… I don’t need you to answer me this question right now.”

This book is first published on the entire network by 𝕥 𝕨 𝕜 𝕒 𝕟 . 𝕔 𝕠 𝕞

Charlie sat in the driver's seat, looking at the beautiful manor shrouded in clouds and mist behind the iron gate, his words still calm and relaxed.

After speaking, he reached out and patted Lucius on the shoulder.

However, unexpectedly, Charlie's light pat directly frightened the other party, causing him to shudder.

“Ah!”

Lucius felt his whole body tremble violently, then he turned his head and looked at Charlie in horror, as if recalling some terrifying experience, and cold sweat suddenly streamed down his forehead.

After a moment, the light in his eyes returned to its original clarity after some fluctuations.

“Go down… Perhaps before Christmas, you can find some time to tell me whether you accept my invitation.”

Compared to the earth-shattering turmoil in Lucius's heart at this moment, with mixed emotions, Charlie was obviously much calmer.

He was still smiling, without showing any other meaning, and his conversation with Lucius seemed to be just friendly banter.

“……”

Before getting out of the car, Lucius looked at Charlie deeply with complicated eyes for a while, and finally nodded, then opened the car door and walked out.

In Malfoy Manor, Narcissa seemed to have noticed the movement in front of the door. The mist that had been blocking the front of the door dissipated, and the iron gate slowly opened a gap with a creaking sound.

Seeing the familiar scene presented in front of him again, Charlie couldn't help but start to miss the best seven days he had spent here a few months ago.

In the distance, Narcissa's figure walked out of the mansion, stood in front of the door, and waved to her husband and brother.

But Charlie didn't get out of the car, just opened the window, simply greeted his sister, and then restarted the car and drove towards his factory, finally disappearing into the vast starry night.

Watching Charlie leave, Lucius was muddle-headed, and didn't know how he walked back to Malfoy Manor all the way.

After returning to the mansion, he didn't greet Narcissa as usual, but threw the cane in his hand and slumped on the sofa with a “plop” sound.

“Weren't you going to Hogwarts today? How did you come back with Charlie?”

As a couple who had lived together for more than ten years, Narcissa could naturally see her husband's strange behavior at the moment.

She habitually brushed her smooth long hair behind her ears, frowned slightly, and sat down next to Lucius.

As she spoke, she grabbed his hand as usual… but this time, Lucius's fingertips felt cold, and faintly carried a slight tremor.

Seeing this situation, Narcissa's already furrowed brows became even more tightly knit.

“What exactly happened? Lucius… you seem very strange today.”

“It’s nothing…” Seemingly pulled back to reality by Narcissa's concerned questioning in his ear, Lucius reluctantly turned his head and squeezed out a few unnatural smiles from his stiff face, and said.

“I was just thinking about some things… Charlie hopes we can go to his factory to spend Christmas together, what do you think?”

As he spoke, he also held Narcissa's slender, fair hands, feeling the slight warmth coming from the palms of his hands, and his originally weightless heart seemed to be soothed in some way, and gradually calmed down…

Listening to the news Lucius said, Narcissa's eyes suddenly widened a little, and a happy smile unconsciously appeared on her face.

“Are you saying that Charlie hopes to spend Christmas with us?!”

“Yes, that’s right.”

Seeing his wife so happy, Lucius's originally stiff smile also became sincere. He nodded and said softly,

“I ran into him at Hogwarts, and then we had some wine… Later, I remembered that you had mentioned at home that you wanted to invite him to spend Christmas together, so I took the opportunity to tell him.”

After a pause, looking at Narcissa's beautiful eyes watching him intently, with a light flashing in them, Lucius continued,

“He was very happy, but he couldn't leave because of some things… So, he asked me if we could go to his factory to spend Christmas, I didn't agree to him immediately, but planned to come back and discuss it with you… What do you think?”

“Of course!”

The expression on Narcissa's face became more and more gentle and bright, and she nodded happily without hesitation. She reached out her hand and let her fingertips slide across her husband's smooth golden hair, and said softly as if saying,

“The place doesn't matter, as long as the family can be together, isn't that something to be happy about?”

“……”

Listening to Narcissa's words, Lucius couldn't help but be stunned… After a long time, he nodded. Immediately, he raised his hand, put his arm around Narcissa's shoulders, and hugged her into his arms, responding with a bit of melancholy and emotion,

“Indeed, you’re right… As long as the family can be together, that’s enough.”

Narcissa nestled in his arms, without her usual pride. When emotions run deep, they naturally become strong… She raised her fair and slender neck, closed her eyes slightly, and pursed her red lips, making her look even more beautiful and unattainable.

Lucius didn't refuse either. He gently took his wife into his arms, leaned over and lowered his head to kiss her.

Their lips touched together, slowly opening slightly… Just as they were about to proceed to the next step, a sudden sharp voice broke the original beauty.

“Master, are we really going to Mr. Black's candy factory!?!?!?”

The two stopped their movements abruptly, and subconsciously turned their heads together, casting their gazes in the direction from which the voice came.

They saw Dobby, wearing a dirty pillowcase, leaning on the two of them with an excited face, his huge ears flapping non-stop, expressing the unrest in his heart.

“Should Dobby prepare something first?! Like taking our family's pot, and ingredients!”

However, even at this moment, Dobby still didn't realize how bad his behavior was, and was still chattering to himself, as if he was going to prepare everything in one go today.

The expression on Narcissa's face twisted, from the relaxed tenderness just now, it suddenly turned into an angry and sinister look.

“You damned dirty slave!!!!”

As she said that, she didn't care about anything else, and stood up from the sofa with a “shua” sound. Without time to find her wand, she directly grabbed a valuable vase from the table and threw it fiercely at Dobby.

“Aww!!!!!!”

A shrill scream instantly resounded through the mansion of Malfoy Manor.

……………………………………………

Although he had already made a decision in his heart, Lucius did not immediately write to Charlie to tell him his thoughts.

Because he didn't want his decision to seem too cheap... As a smart man, and the head of the Pure-Blood Twenty-Eight families, without a doubt, he understood better than any wizard that the easier something is to obtain, the less it will be cherished... And emotions are the same!

Therefore, Lucius secretly made a decision to wait at least ten days to half a month before using a tone of enlightenment to describe the "endless struggles" in his heart to Charlie. Then, using "family" as a reason, he expressed his trust in him as his brother-in-law! Only in this way could he make his actions as a former Death Eater "whitewashed" more credible.

As for Voldemort? To hell with Voldemort! From the moment he dared to attack his own son, Lucius Malfoy was his eternal enemy!!!

......

After returning to the factory, the moon was already hanging high in the sky.

Unsurprisingly, Russell was standing at the gate of the factory, anxiously waiting for his figure.

When he saw Charlie's black car, his eyes lit up, and he hurriedly waved his arms and opened the gate to let him in.

The car door slowly opened, and Charlie stepped out, slowly stretched, subconsciously supported his stiff neck, and exhaled a long breath...

"Should I ask the kitchen to prepare some food now, Master?"

Russell respectfully ran to Charlie and asked carefully.

"No, prepare a cup of coffee for me... By the way, call Peng Peng to my office."

The events of the day had left Charlie with no energy to say anything else. He waved his hand, walked straight ahead, and told Russell his request.

Russell was stunned for a moment, opened his mouth, hesitated for a moment, but still couldn't help but ask

"Peng Peng! ?... It, Master, is there something wrong with it?"

"It took the alchemy items we produced and gave them to Dumbledore without my permission. As a result, Dumbledore used it to kill a troll at Hogwarts, which almost led to the secret of the factory being leaked."

Charlie didn't hide it from Russell, he just glanced at him and told him directly.

As soon as these words came out, Russell was shocked, his hands clenched unconsciously, and he took a breath of cold air.

He couldn't help but stop, and was about to continue asking something tremblingly, but before he could speak, he was interrupted by Charlie waving his hand.

"You don't have to worry about the rest... All you need to do now is pour me a cup of coffee and call Peng Peng to my office."

"Okay... Okay, Master Charlie."

Russell had no choice but to nod. Immediately afterwards, he did not hesitate, and with a flash of light, he disappeared in place and began to complete Charlie's task.

Soon after Charlie returned to the office, he didn't have to wait too long before a heavy knock sounded from outside the door.

Knowing who it was, he didn't waste any words, nodded, and calmly said, "Come in."

However, for some reason, in Peng Peng's ears outside the door, these words, which were clearly no different from usual, were full of danger.

For a moment, he couldn't help but regret it in his heart. He knew that he shouldn't have acted generously in front of Dumbledore, and insisted on giving him a few alchemy items to support the scene.

He thought, anyway, it was just a school, how dangerous could it be? He wouldn't even have the chance to use such powerful alchemy items... But who would have thought that in less than a few months, Dumbledore would actually use this thing to complete the first kill in this school.

It's really impermanent...

Subsequently, the door of the office gradually opened, and Peng Peng hurriedly pulled himself back from his thoughts.

He held a cup of coffee that Russell had specially asked him to bring before he came, and seemed to be emboldening himself as he puffed out his chest, and then mustered up his courage and walked into the office.

"Mr. Black..."

After coming in, without saying anything else, he first held the cup of coffee and tiptoed to Charlie's desk, respectfully placing the cup of coffee that was still steaming on it.

Charlie was silent, didn't say anything, but first picked up the coffee, and took a few sips with the heat.

As the bitter coffee entered his throat, the dizziness caused by drinking several glasses of wine was much better.

He closed his eyes, supported his forehead, and continued to drink the coffee sip by sip, ignoring Peng Peng standing in front of him, as if he didn't exist at all.

For a long time, just when Peng Peng's heart was about to reach his throat, and he was uneasy, the coffee finally bottomed out.

"Peng Peng... Why did you follow me?"

Peng Peng heard Charlie speak, secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly replied

"It was eleven years ago! At that time, I was still a slave of the Avery family... Because I contradicted my master, they planned to execute me... I injured two members of the Avery family before I was killed, and then escaped... Later, I met you in the wizard gathering place near Belfast, and you brought me to your side, until now!"

Even after more than ten years, when talking about the experience of that year, Peng Peng was still excited, and even tears vaguely floated in his eyes.

Before Charlie could speak, he immediately said

"I know! I made a big mistake this time, and almost ruined Mr. Black's plan... I am willing to accept any punishment! As long as Mr. Black you say a word, even if you let me die, I will never say another word!"

Charlie listened to Peng Peng's impassioned words below, and was almost amused by him.

The smile on the corner of his mouth rose again unconsciously, shook his head, and said helplessly

"What do I want you to die for? You need to know that the entire factory can't recruit a second house-elf who can make alchemy items like you."

His hand tapped the back of the chair, and after hesitating for a moment, he made a decision in his heart and said

"Take off the position of supervisor, and then go to the workshop, start from the most basic assembly line... What do you think?"

"Okay!!!"

Peng Peng sighed in disappointment, and then nodded heavily. Just like he said, not half a no.