Harry Potter: Charlie's Candy Factory

Chapter 143 Your Nephew Is Harry Potter? ! (Happy Children's Day)

Sure enough, Dursley sank, and lost himself for a while amidst the cold beer and the cheers of the crowd, and couldn't hold on for even 10 minutes, so he threw away his initial defensive posture.

The suit that had tightly strangled his stomach was casually thrown aside because it restricted his performance.

After he took off his tie, folded it carefully and put it back in his trousers pocket, he picked up his wine glass and began to be like everyone else, falling into the carnival that Charlie Black had prepared for them, unable to extricate themselves .

The original stereotypes and prejudices are gradually biased in the hazy smoke and alcohol of the Leaky Cauldron.

Perhaps since Dudley was transformed into that appearance by magic, he began to suppress his heart, and at this moment he was finally released. Dursley was extremely happy, and under the encouragement of everyone, he drank three glasses of beer in a row .

At this moment, his cheeks were already flushed, and while smiling boldly, he chatted with a wizard beside him who also drank a lot, and hooked his shoulders.

The wizard told him about his experiences as a wizard after graduating from Hogwarts, and he also talked about his days in Smelting Middle School, how he met his wife and then got married. past.

Although each of them spoke vaguely, and the donkey's lips were not right, but under the high interest of the two, everything seemed so harmonious.

"Hi... that's right."

While talking, the wizard seemed to think of something, hiccupped, squinted his eyes drunkenly, looked at the brother he had just recognized, and asked.

"Vernon... you, why are you here? I mean... the wizard in your family, who is it, your son?"

Originally in a good mood, Dursley, who had never been more relaxed, heard the other party's words, and couldn't help but come back to his senses.

For a moment, that little bastard that he hated came to mind again.

At this point, the smile on his face inevitably disappeared a bit.

Dursley obviously didn't want the figure of that little bastard to waste his good mood at this moment.

So he shook his head first, and drove that hateful figure with glasses out of his mind, then waved his hands again, and replied with an indifferent attitude:

"My nephew... has been fostered in our family since his parents died. I just sent him away this year, and sent him to... Hogwarts to study."

"Really?"

Hearing this, the wizard who had squinted his eyes was a little surprised, and couldn't help opening his eyes a little bit.

As if he didn't hear the prevarication in Dursley's mouth, he continued
"My son is also studying at Hogwarts, but he is in the second grade this year. Which college is your nephew in? If it is Gryffindor, I can ask my son to help him more."

Hearing this, Dursley couldn't help but sneered contemptuously, his eyelids drooped a little, and he drank most of the wine in the glass in one gulp.

"Don't worry about that little bastard, he's a born bad guy!"

Following the actions of those wizards, after taking a sip of wine, he spit a few mouthfuls of wine foam on the ground, and he continued.

"Our whole family has been dragged down by him. If it weren't for him, my son wouldn't be like that, and I wouldn't resign because of it, and I wouldn't come to this place!"

"Haha...you, you're a little drunk."

The wizard just smiled, thinking that the other party was talking nonsense and didn't take it too seriously.

Although I don't understand what twists and turns and bizarre stories happened to their family, they still comforted me by saying:
"It's not all bad things...at least you came here, you know, ordinary Muggles can't even find the door to the wizarding world. And ordinary wizards can't even touch the door to Mr. Charlie Black's factory... Only guys like you who are blessed by nature have the opportunity to receive the recruitment notice."

The wizard paused, smacked his lips, and then continued with a sigh

"Do you know how many people envy you nasty guys? If you can become that gentleman's employee, even if you go out, you can stand tall in front of others!"

"real!?"

Dursley froze for a moment, the wine glass he had just raised froze for a while in mid-air, and then quietly put it down again.

His eyes widened a little, and he had some doubts in his words, "Is this job really as good as you said? Work for Charlie Black and become a member of his factory?"

"Of course!!"

The sorcerer cried out in grief, his voice seemed to be resentful and angrily scolding Dursley for his ignorance, and he continued to say
"Do you think it's easy to survive in the wizarding world? After working hard every day, you can only take home a few silver Sickles, and you have to worry about various emergencies and their impact. As long as there is a little problem, if you catch up with bad luck, you will lose your job directly."

The wizard sighed, and continued to complain about all the injustices in the wizarding world today with the help of alcohol.Even Dursley couldn't help being taken aback by what he said.

"Is it really so miserable? But you, aren't you a wizard?"

He couldn't help but think of the first wizard he saw many years ago, that is, the father of the little bastard in his mouth, James Potter.

Bright clothes, arrogant temperament, and contemptuous eyes from time to time gave him a preconceived notion that all wizards are such bastards.

And this is the main reason why the Dursleys have always held a great dislike for this special group in the next ten years.

"Couldn't you... just like the show on TV... grab something from an unarmed ordinary person like me, and get something for nothing?"

This time, it was the other party's turn to be stunned, with inexplicable weirdness and astonishment written all over his dark face.

He frowned, couldn't stop looking Dursley up and down, and after a long time, he spoke

"What are you talking about!? I really don't know where you got such a big prejudice against wizards...

However, just like the ordinary person you said, I am just an ordinary person in the wizarding world.

I usually work as a magic broom salesman. If it weren't for Mr. Black's recruitment notice, I probably wouldn't have any dealings with Muggles in my life. "

"is that so……"

Dursley opened his mouth, stared at each other with his glasses wide open, and then nodded thoughtfully, without saying anything else.

After a long time, the smile on his face finally reappeared, he picked up the beer glass and hit the glass heavily with the wizard beside him.

"According to what you said, working for Charlie Black is indeed a good thing. This is also the only contribution that little bastard Harry Potter has made to this family. Come and drink!!"

After he finished speaking, he signaled that he was about to drink up the little beer left in the glass, but when he was planning to take another glass, he suddenly found that following his words just now, The wizard friend was stunned on the spot.

"Drink, why did you stop?"

After drinking, he looked at the wizard next to him, saw that the other party didn't move, and didn't raise his glass. He thought he didn't react, so he urged him again.

"what did you just say?"

The wizard ignored Dursley's words, because at this moment, his mind was completely focused on the name he just accidentally revealed.

"I said that working for Mr. Black really counts..."

Although it felt a little inexplicable, but after all, the other party said so, Dursley could only reply, repeating what he said just now in a leisurely manner.

As a result, this time, before he finished speaking, the wizard interrupted him, stood up and urged:

"Next, next sentence!"

"Gudong..." Dursley swallowed, feeling a strange feeling in his heart for no reason.

Looking up, looking at the wizard who was standing up and staring at him, he continued dryly.
"This is Harry Potter after all..."

"Harry Potter!!!"

The wizard couldn't hold back at all. He said the name, then stretched out his hand in disbelief, and pointed at Dursley tremblingly.
"Your nephew is Harry Potter!!!"

By this time, his voice was out of control, without any suppression at all.Even in an already chaotic and noisy atmosphere, everyone could hear this loud exclamation.

As the name spread from his mouth to the ears of everyone present, the wizards immediately stopped what they were doing, and cast their gazes in the direction of the sound.

For a moment, except for those muggles who were drunk for no apparent reason, all eyes were on Dursley.

The drunkenness that made Dursley's original drunkenness disappeared in an instant, and his eyes regained their clarity.

Facing the neat gaze, dense goosebumps appeared on his back, and beads of sweat trickled down from his forehead.

The expression on his face seemed a little stiff at this moment, but he still reluctantly turned his head and looked around, and then showed a not-so-good-looking smile.

"What... did something happen? Did my bastard nephew offend you in some way? If so, then I will definitely teach him a lesson when I go back..."

While speaking without confidence, Dursley had scolded Harry Potter hundreds of times in his heart.

He just knew it!The little bastard will never bring any good luck! !Even in the wizarding world, it's still too bad!Let everyone feel disgusted.

Now, even though he doesn't know how serious the other party's mistakes are, he only asks these wizards to understand the righteousness and not to take the anger towards Harry Potter on him...

Just when he was about to continue to swear at Harry, to show that although he was a relative, his relationship with him was actually not that good.

I saw that the wizard who was sitting next to him at first, that is, who called out Harry Potter's name, suddenly bent down, and the two somewhat rough hands spared no effort to grab Dursley's right hand, shaking it fiercely. .

And his face became serious and serious, looking into Dursley's eyes, he said sincerely

"Sorry, I haven't introduced myself yet, Mr. Dursley... My name is Wilson Jordan. I really didn't expect that you would be Mr. Potter's uncle! I'm sorry, I'm so excited... It's an honor to have you I am also very grateful to be able to come to the wizarding world, you brought up this child and sent him to study at Hogwarts."

As he spoke, Wilson Jordan's voice became more and more trembling with excitement, until in the end, there was a hint of emotional crying.

"?????"

Dursley suppressed all the words that he was going to denounce Harry Potter for the evil he had done in his own home.

He sat in the original position in a daze, allowing Wilson to shake his right hand vigorously.

Immediately after, the remaining wizards who were in the distance or near the round table also all moved in an instant, and swarmed towards Dursley's position.

"Hi, I'm Scott..."

"I'm Charles. If possible, after Mr. Black's factory selection is over, I hope I can kiss you and come to the Leaky Cauldron for another drink."

"Salute to Harry Potter's uncle! Thank him for raising our savior!!"

"Salute to you!!!"

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Dursley froze, like a puppet without strings.

Hearing the warm greetings and words of gratitude from everyone around him, it was as if his CPU went down for a while, and he couldn't do anything.

He could only watch all this helplessly, and subconsciously raised the wine glass in his hand, accepting the salute from others, and saw one wizard after another excitedly pour the wine in their glasses into his empty glass.But within ten seconds, the beer glass that was already empty was full again.

Even standing behind the counter, the bartender Old Tom lowered his head silently, took out a bottle of good wine from under the counter, filled a glass, walked out of the counter himself, and handed it to Dursley.

You must know that Charlie Black's so-called burden is just that the ordinary beer in the Leaky Cauldron Bar is enough, and it does not include this kind of treasured boutique.

After all, although he is rich, Charlie is not being taken advantage of. The wine they drank this day will definitely be returned in future work.

And this bottle of wine was entirely because Old Tom invited Dursley to drink for free, which was enough to show his respect for Dursley, or Harry Potter behind him.

After a long time, after subconsciously drinking three or four more glasses, he finally reluctantly accepted this fact.

It turns out that Harry Potter has such a high reputation in this world of wizards. Even if he is like this, he will be respected because of his name... Speaking of it, it is really ironic.

(End of this chapter)