Harry Potter: Charlie's Candy Factory

Chapter 109 You Don't Understand... My Difficulties

"Wait...wait a minute! The minister is having a meeting inside! No one can go in!!!!"

In front of the door leading to Fudge's office, Umbridge's round figure was like a pink fleshy ball, with his hands outstretched, blocking the way of the three of them.

He blocked the door of the minister's office behind him tightly, not showing the slightest bit.

Russell's eyes became strange, looking at the person in front of him, he couldn't help but feel a little inexplicable doubt.

I met her last time I came here, why did I see her again this time... Does she not even have a job?Just roam around the hall all day.

Although I thought so in my heart, I couldn't say it out of my mouth... After all, the three of them came to Minister Fudge this time to help Charlie, because it was unnecessary to delay important matters with this little thing.

Ryan stopped and looked at the person in front of him... Although he hadn't been back to the wizarding world for a long time, he was not very familiar with the specific composition of the Ministry of Magic.

However, when he saw the fat man standing in front of him, he felt an inexplicable urge to punch her... Maybe it was fate.

Suppressing the fleeting thoughts in his heart, Ryan said

"It was Mr. Charlie Black who called us...to talk to Minister Fudge about the specific 'details' after the donation."

It seems that in order to leave Cornelius Fudge with some dignity, Ryan did not talk to Umbridge in an orderly tone, but used a cryptic statement, and at the end he specifically mentioned "details" "Two words.

However, what he didn't expect was that after listening to Ryan's words, instead of moving away, Umbridge frowned and asked a straightforward question.

"Mr. Black? What business does he have with Minister Fudge... Hasn't all his money been donated?"

As soon as these words came out, the whole place was silent.

Ryan's eyes began to change, and after a few fluctuations, it became complicated, and he opened his mouth, not knowing what to say for a while.

What's up with this guy who looks like a toad? !Does she know nothing! ?

Ryan couldn't help shouting in his heart...

From the dress of the other party, as well as the exquisite brand name pinned on his chest specially to show his identity, Ryan can naturally tell that the other party is a director-level figure, not an ordinary small civil servant.

But the words that came out of her mouth at this moment made Ryan feel a little confused.

How did this guy get here? !Has the official level of the Ministry of Magic reached this point? ?When he was in the Muggle world, he had a lot of conversations with the mayor, director and other officials, but he had never encountered such a strange problem.

"Hasn't he run out of donations?" Umbridge's words were pondering in his mind.At this moment, Ryan even felt that she was actually on the second floor, deliberately pretending that she couldn't understand what he said, so as to keep his group out.

However, in fact, it was just Ryan making the problem more complicated... After Umbridge finished speaking, he saw that the other party was stunned, and the expression of the one in the middle changed, and he couldn't help but feel baffled.

But he still didn't forget his "duty" and acted as Minister Fudge's most loyal henchman.

"Anyway...whether it's Charlie Black or someone else, Minister Fudge is busy now. If you want to see him, you must make an appointment first!"

Russell gritted his teeth at the side and trembled angrily. Seeing that the fat woman in front of him didn't even mention Mr. Black, she dared to call out the owner's full name directly. awesome.

Fortunately, Andre noticed Russell's gesture of raising his hand, so frightened that he hurriedly bent down, stretched out his hand and forcibly pressed Russell who was about to cast a spell, and shook his head vigorously at him.

"........."

Ryan looked at the stubborn guy in front of him and felt a little headache.

Fortunately, I rejected the suggestion of staying with Charlie at the beginning, and went to the Muggle world to explore the market... Otherwise, thinking about the kind of guys he was facing, he couldn't help but feel a layer of tingling all over his body. goosebumps.

Finally, after a sigh, Ryan stopped thinking in his brain, and chose an outrageous but most time-saving method.

"Sorry……"

As he spoke, his hands suddenly started to move.

Before Umbridge realized what the sorry meant, Ryan's hand moved quickly.

With a "swish", the magic wand that Andre had put in his pocket had already reached his hand in an instant, without giving him any chance to react

"Stupefy (passing out)!!"

The light suddenly appeared, and as the spell was issued, everything was over in less than a second.

Umbridge rolled his eyes, and with a muffled "plop", he just fell to the ground.

Ryan breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't know if it was because of his psychology. He felt that he had relaxed a lot at the moment.

Andre watched his wand deftly release a stun in the opponent's hand, and for a moment his eyes stared like light bulbs.

"You...you just now..." He was obviously frightened by what Ryan did just now, and he stuttered a little.

Obviously, I just held down Russell on my side, but I did it directly on the other side! ?
Thinking about Charlie who is still imprisoned in the Magical Congress of America, he really couldn't help but ask, is the people of the United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland so tough? ! ? !
"You just knocked out a director-level official of the Ministry of Magic?! It was still my wand!!!" Andre's face paled a little, making himself not look like a purebred black man, but Like a mixed race.

"Why don't you use your own wand! Do you know that the wands of American wizards are supervised when they leave the country! You fainted, and it will take me a lot of time to deal with it when I go back!"

However, in the face of Andre's complaints, Ryan did not take it seriously.

"No way, since I went to the Muggle world, I don't have the habit of always carrying a wand."

As he spoke, he took two steps forward, turned Umbridge, who was completely unconscious, to the side with his feet, and then pressed his hands on the office door.

"Crunch—" With a sound, Ryan didn't spend any more words, and exerted his hands violently.

The next second, the door was wide open. In the office, Cornelius Fudge, who was sitting behind the desk, and Barty Crouch, who seemed to be about to say something, stopped their mouths and turned their heads. He looked at the three people who broke in directly with an inexplicable and confused face.

"Mr. Fudge, I am here on behalf of Charlie Black, and he needs your help right now!"

Cutting to the chase, Ryan looked straight at the fat, bespectacled old man.

Even if he knew that Fang Fang was the nominally most honorable person in the entire British magic world, he didn't have the slightest politeness, and directly stated his intention for coming this time.

Behind the desk, Fudge's eyelids trembled, the expression on his face changed again and again, and finally got complicated in a complicated silence, he managed to show a little smile, and stammered and said

"So it's... Charlie's friend... Well, if he needs my help, please tell me."

Button Crouch glanced at Fudge in some surprise, and then he did not continue to speak, and assumed an attitude of watching a show.

Obviously, he knew Charlie, and he also knew what he did... After all, they all came from that era, and he was still deeply impressed by this young man who was famous at that time.Although he scoffed at that practice, Button Crouch had to admit that Charlie was a weird genius.

Then, after the end of the war, just when he thought the world was peaceful and the child's tricks could no longer continue, he actually transformed again, leading the house elves and becoming the owner of the candy factory .

So Fudge has been negotiating a deal with Charlie Black?Crouch muttered silently in his heart... He is not an idiot like Umbridge, and he naturally understood what Ryan meant by "help".

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"I'm not sure……"

In the office of the director of the Serious Case Investigation Department, a thin old man frowned and said hesitantly
He put his elbows on the desk surface, crossed his fingers subconsciously, and twisted them into a ball subconsciously from time to time following the thoughts in his mind.

"You shouldn't hesitate!"

Shi Dufu stared at the old man with awe-inspiring eyes, and for a moment he didn't dare to look at him.

"You are an old Auror... Before you were injured, you have always been active on the front line. You can tell it at a glance - there must be something wrong with this Charlie Black. But no matter whether it is above or below, But they all have the same attitude! I don't understand, could it be that you have been sitting in the office for so many years, and your personality has been smoothed out?!"

"Bartrick Stuff!!"

The old man's expression became serious. He looked at the person in front of him and called out the person's name loudly.

Steve's gaze did not back down in the slightest, facing the old man's glaring gaze, he remained firm, as if there was a blazing flame behind his gaze.

The office fell into silence...

After a long time, the old man sighed faintly, his eyelids drooped, and he no longer looked at Steve, but looked complicatedly at the information about Charlie Black's size on the desktop.

"You didn't achieve this position, I don't understand..." His tone softened, with a bit of retreat, but also a bit of the loneliness of an old man.

"When you really sit here, you can know that there are fewer things to do, but there are more things to consider. This is not just a question of suspects, but also involves the British and American magic circles." Problem. He's a suspect in our country, no problem, no one will say anything...but if insanity is actually used, and it turns out that he's not at all - that's serious diplomatic issues."

"He must be." Even if the old man said so, Steve's tone remained the same.

"Are you sure?" The old man laughed, but there was a bit of annoyance in his eyes.

"Yes!" Steve nodded.

"You can't..." The old man closed his eyes tiredly. He knew that his subordinate was a dead-headed man who didn't know how to adapt, and he couldn't reason with him at all.

And this is also the reason why after so many years, he is still just an ordinary Auror despite his seniority being older than anyone else.

"I can't give you this transfer order..."

He simply turned around and stopped looking at the other party.

"..." After a moment of silence, Steve asked with some difficulty

"Then... if I hide it from everyone and use Legilimency on him without your knowledge... is it okay?"

"...You managed to be flexible. I didn't expect you to be so flexible." The old man said, with a sense of melancholy in his tone.

"Get out of my office now!!" Suddenly, his voice suddenly raised a level. While shouting, he stood up from his seat, pushed Steve, and pushed him out of the door.

Standing in front of the door, looking at the guy who still doesn't know why, the old man's voice still didn't weaken, but became a little louder.

"I won't approve it! Don't come to me because of this matter again!"

After finishing speaking, with a sound of "Peng!", the door was closed tightly, and it almost fell on the tip of Shi Dufu's nose.

Steve blinked, looking at the closed door, as if he understood something.

It was weird for a while, but I couldn't tell what it was... a little sad, and a little sad.

He felt that this was the first time he understood the meaning of the officer's words so clearly... As for what to do after he understood it, it was up to his own choice.

He turned his head and looked at the office door that opened quietly because of the old man's voice.

One by one colleagues sighed from the door, looked at him, and whispered, but they didn't know what they were talking about.

But Shi Dufu didn't pay attention to it, because in his heart, he had decided on one thing, and there was no other choice.

Rather than saying that the old director gave himself a chance to choose, it would be better to say that he directly helped him open up a path to his goal.

As for the end of the road, what kind of ending it will be... No one knows.

He left, walked straight out of the Serious Case Investigation Division, and instead of going back to the interrogation room, he strode out of the building of the Magic Congress, walked outside, and finally blended into the crowd.

In the director's office, the old man sighed, and kept recalling what Steve said to him just now...

He thought he had seen through Steve, and understood what this capable subordinate who had followed him for so many years was like in his heart.

What about the other party?Did Steve see through himself?In fact, what he said is not wrong at all... I have really been smoothed and smoothed by this position, and I will never return to my original blood.

(End of this chapter)