Harry Potter and the Candy Factory

On Christmas morning, snow fell from the sky, accompanied by the familiar and joyful Christmas music. Ambrosius Flume opened his sleepy eyes from his bed. '6' '9' 's' 'h' 'u' 'x' '.' 'c' 'o' 'm'

“Ugh…”

With a rather painful groan, he shifted his sore shoulders and arms, slowly supporting his obese body from the bed.

This action seemed particularly difficult, causing his expression to become exceptionally contorted just from the process of peeling his upper body off the mattress.

After about half a minute, he finally sat up, leaning against the wooden headboard that had served him for who knows how many years, taking a deep breath of the warm air from the fireplace inside the bedroom, and completely waking up…

“Crack, crack…” After a series of bone realignments, Ambrosius Flume supported his back and got out of bed, walking unsteadily towards the window.

He looked out the window. At this time, the sun had not completely risen, and only a faint light reflected, allowing him to vaguely see the scene outside the room.

The snow, which had fallen since sometime in the night, had fluttered and covered the entire village of Hogsmeade, creating a pure and joyful world, just like every Christmas in the past.

His heavy eyelids blinked again and again through the window, as if pondering something. The smile hanging on the corner of his mouth seemed to be telling others that Ambrosius Flume was in a very good mood at the moment.

In the kitchen, Mrs. Flume was cooking breakfast. After hearing the familiar movement coming from the bedroom, she put down the spatula in her hand. The frying pan dancing over the flames also quieted down instantly. Ba Shu 69 Xin

She walked to the kitchen door, wiping the grease on her hands, and raised her voice to shout

“Honey, are you awake?”

“Yes, good morning, dear. Merry Christmas…”

Ambrosius' voice traveled from afar, passing through several rooms.

“You too, Merry Christmas.”

While speaking, he had already put on his clothes, walked out of the bedroom, and sat down at the dining table.

Before long, Mrs. Flume brought the toasted bread and jam to him.

“Why didn't you wake me up today?”

At the dining table, the couple chatted casually while eating breakfast. Ambrosius smeared thick jam on the burnt side of the toast, took a big bite, and asked vaguely

“I wanted you to rest more, after all, you just finished sorting so many goods yesterday.”

Mrs. Flume said as usual, looking at the remaining fatigue on her husband's face, she couldn't help but feel a little heartache.

“Indeed… I was really tired yesterday.”

Ambrosius smacked his lips and couldn't help but nod sincerely.

You must know that as one of the leading candy stores in the British magical world, the sales of Charlie's Sweets at Honeydukes have always been among the best.

Because of this, after learning the news that the new candy was about to be released, the amount of goods Ambrosius wanted was naturally the most.

More candy brings more Galleons and customers.

But the only bad thing is that sorting out all five or six bags of candy and putting them on the shelves is not an easy task… Even with his wife's help, constantly moving and placing them, plus the Charlie's Sweet Factory's display requirements for the new candy almost made him turn the entire Honeydukes upside down.

Until the end, it took a whole day to complete everything before Christmas.

Thinking of this, Ambrosius grunted indignantly, subconsciously supporting his back with his left hand, and took another big bite of the toast in his hand, as if he was holding Charlie Black's hateful and handsome face.

“Hmph… I hope Charlie Black's new candy is really as delicious as it says in the Daily Prophet!”

Hearing this, Mrs. Flume could only smile slightly and shake her head helplessly.

She had always been clear about her husband's dissatisfaction with this young "peer" Charlie Black.

After all, the reason why Honeydukes is famous throughout the British magical world is essentially because of her husband's persistence and love for candy, creating many unique and magical candies, and using them to satisfy the children's hearts.

But now, such a stubborn and persistent person with his own insistence has been forced to compromise by a junior who is many years younger than him with unbelievably delicious candy. It is inevitable that he will feel resentment and indignation in his heart.

But compared to Ambrosius, Mrs. Flume was particularly open-minded.

Since their store chose to sell Charlie's Sweets, the business of the whole store has been much better than before. Even the sales of the previous candies have slightly increased, and the Galleons they can earn every day have almost doubled, making their lives more prosperous.

Mrs. Flume knew that Ambrosius must have seen these changes, and he must also know that the young man who came to the store with a smile on his face gave them a lot of benefits to earn.

Now he is just sulking with himself, just unwilling and unwilling to admit that the nobleman's method of making and creating candy has already left Ambrosius Flume, the candy master, far behind…

After a simple breakfast, after devouring all the toast and jam, it officially represented that a new day had begun.

Ambrosius washed his face to make himself look more energetic, and then walked to the front of the store and took down the bar above the door.

“Come on, a new day, Christmas…”

He murmured to himself softly, then exerted a little force with his arms, pushed open the door of Honeydukes, and prepared to welcome today's guests.

At this time, the sun just jumped out of the horizon, the light drove away the darkness, and it also flashed Ambrosius' eyes unexpectedly, causing him to squint a little subconsciously.

However, in the next second, those originally squinted eyes suddenly opened again, and even the expression on his face changed, filled with indelible surprise.

I saw that under the reflection of the sun, on the land covered with white snow, I don't know when, a large crowd of people had gathered, their ages were different, their genders were male and female, and their clothes were also different, but at this time, they came here for a common purpose.

“Do you have Sniffing Violets?”

Among the crowd, when Ambrosius was seen opening the door of the store, someone couldn't wait and quickly asked.

His words seemed to express the aspirations of the people. The crowd was noisy and said unclear words, but the meaning in their eyes was particularly clear.

Ambrosius had seen this kind of look before—that was the look the children gave him after he made "Honeydukes' Best Chocolate".

For a moment, Ambrosius couldn't help but be in a trance. Fortunately, Mrs. Flume next to him reacted quickly and hurriedly opened the store door a little wider, then nodded and said happily

“Yes! We still have a lot!

!”

These words seemed to trigger some strange mechanism. Suddenly, the crowd cheered, and then they all rushed to this candy store at seven in the morning on Christmas Day.

And similar things like this, not just one, it happened at the same time, in different places, in front of every candy store… … … …