Harry Potter: Charlie's Candy Factory

Chapter 12 Fire Shield Bodyguard
really fragrant...

When the scroll was opened and the word Protego Diabolic outlined in a fancy font was displayed in front of his eyes, Charlie couldn't help but burst out the two-character mantra of the Internet fried rice giant back then.

This is a fire shield! !
You know, although I didn't have the chance to see the heroic appearance displayed by the Dark Lord Grindelwald back then.

But before the time travel, the image of the tall and straight figure and the haughty eyes in the movie made Charlie deeply imprinted in his mind, and he will never forget it for a long time.

Especially the scene where he pointed his wand to the ground and drew a circular enchantment burning with blue flames, it was so handsome.

"tsk"

Charlie couldn't help but smacked, and carefully looked up and down at the scroll that recorded the spells and casting methods, and after confirming that he had read correctly, he inevitably felt a little strange in his heart.

What's going on, since he was a child, he has never seen the system so generous that it can give two such good things at once.

Even though he thought so in his heart, the movements of Charlie's hands were not slow at all.

After all, he doesn't care about the reason, anyway, if it's in his own hands, it's his own.Instead of guessing here and there, it is better to learn quickly.

He stretched out his hand and opened it slightly towards his coat hanging on the hanger.

"The Wand Flies"

After simply reading a sentence, he didn't even deliberately turn around to look in that direction.

I saw that the coat was automatic without wind, and the magic wand inside was summoned immediately, and the sound of "swoosh" flew into Charlie's hand like a sharp arrow.

From stretching out the hand to flying the wand, everything goes smoothly and smoothly, even if there is a momentary pause, it no longer exists.

On the twelve-inch-long wand, the unique grain of elm is still clearly visible, like a branch, intersecting and winding around the core made of the heart nerve of the Norwegian Ridgeback.

It is a wand that can only be used by those who are born noble and destined to shine, and who can control great power.

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In the early morning, the sun shines on Russell's face through the gap in the curtains.

Russell opened his eyes on time, sat up from the bed, stretched his waist, and then dealt with the tasks of the new day.

Although he has always regarded himself as the servant of Charlie's master, everyone who knows a little bit knows that, as Charlie's most trusted house elf, the power he holds can be said to be second only to Charlie himself in the entire candy factory.

In addition to some extremely important major decisions, almost 70.00% of the major and minor issues in the entire factory are handled by him himself.

Fortunately, Russell did not disappoint his master. He managed the entire factory in an orderly manner, and there was no slack in any areas that should be noticed.

Even Charlie sometimes couldn't help wondering if, as a house-elf, he was mixed with goblin blood.

Russell stretched, took off the nightcap on his head, and walked to the desk in his room.

Looking up, he looked at the two or three piles of various documents piled up on the desktop.

He couldn't help reaching out and patting his cheek, sighing.

Because I drove to see Harry Potter with Charlie yesterday, the whole afternoon's work was dragged down and piled up here.

It was too late to come back at night, and he fell asleep directly on the bed.Waiting for a look, has become a hill.

Shaking his head, Russell woke himself up a bit, then turned his head and glanced at the clock on the wall.

"It's [-]:[-] now...Master Charlie will get up at about [-] o'clock. If you work "a little" harder, you should be able to catch up with the hot breakfast delivered to Master Charlie!"

After estimating for a while, he sat back on his special chair again, skillfully took down a report from the top, dipped the ink with the quill pen on the table, and started his own work.

On the wall, the hands of the wall clock "tick, tick" kept beating, passing by Russell's dancing nib.

Russell quickly immersed himself in it, and there was nothing else in his eyes except the work in front of him.

The state gradually began to enter a good state, and the speed in the hands became faster and faster, and in the end it was even unbearably fast, and even afterimages appeared.

Seeing the passage of time bit by bit, the plan formed by the pile of files on the desk became shorter and shorter until it disappeared.

"Ding Dong!!"

As the hands of the wall clock on the wall pointed to eight o'clock, a small bird flew out of it, circled around the room, and landed on Russell's desk, opening its mouth to make a crisp sound.

"Ding Dong!!!"

At this moment, Russell's quill fell on the last piece of paper, and he just finished writing the last punctuation mark.

"Finish."

Russell put the clock back in its original position, reached out and grabbed the calling bird on the table, and threw it back into the clock.

Then he lowered his head, looked at the documents that had been corrected by himself, neatly arranged in different files, and nodded in satisfaction.

"bring it on!"

Russell clapped his hands, and waved his hands vigorously at the documents.

"Crash!!!"

The stacks of documents seemed to be swept up by the wind in an instant, turning into a long paper dragon, knocking open the door of Russell's room, rushing straight out, and flying into the hands of other departments in the factory.

After everything was done, Russell also changed out of his pajamas, took out a dress from the closet that was the same as yesterday, and put it on again.He left his room and walked towards Charlie's office.

.........

"Knock knock knock..."

Russell held the dinner plate in one hand and knocked on the office door with the other.

Russell naturally has the authority of Charlie's office, but as a qualified servant, Russell has extremely strict self-regulation for himself.

Without the master's call, he would never enter the office without authorization, but chose to stand obediently at the door and knock on the door.

"Come in……"

Behind the thick door, Charlie's faint voice came.

Russell immediately shivered, hurriedly arranged his clothes, then pushed open the door, walked into the office, and said like in the past

"My respected Master Charlie, good morning!! Your most loyal and reliable servant, Russell, is now..."

It's just that this time, before he could finish his words, he was frightened by the scene in the office and stopped abruptly.

The blazing black flames covered everything in Russell's field of vision, waving their claws and holding the rolling heat wave, forming a perfect ring.

"It's okay, Russell, just come here."

In the center of the ring of fire, Charlie's voice said as usual.

　Add a popular science here.

　　Grindelwald's fire shield should have been black.

　　In the movie, it was changed to blue in order to reduce the color difference.

　　ps: (Thank you for the reward from one of the relatives, and the recommendation votes from all the bosses. To be honest, I just signed the contract today, and I am a little nervous.)
　　I still hope that everyone can support me a lot.

　　Those who plan to invest also vote!I feel like I might be on fire (no)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)