Harry Potter: Charlie's Candy Factory

Chapter 149 Draco's Letter

"Good afternoon, Hagrid."

Charlie also nodded with a smile, and while talking, he had opened the envelope and took out the letter paper inside.

Putting them back on the table, the ring on his finger suddenly shone with a gleam, sending Charlie's wand into his hand.

"Please sit down."

As he spoke, he turned his elbow lightly, causing the tip of the magic wand to emit a radiant light.

Finally, point towards the direction of the ground.

With a sound of "hum!", the thick carpet laid on the floor began to move slowly.

Under the blessing of the Transformation Mantra, it is being pulled and extended.

In just two or three seconds, it turned into an enlarged sofa in the blink of an eye.

"It's really hard work for you, Hagrid. Please help me make this trip and rest for a while."

Charlie retracted his wand and continued.

"It's just a small matter. If there is anything that needs my help, Charlie, you can just tell me!"

We are all friends, so Hagrid naturally wouldn't be too rigid. He still had a smile on his face, and he nodded while talking.Then he walked to the sofa and sat down.

"Um……"

Relaxing his body, leaning against the cushion of the sofa, Hagrid couldn't help exhaling a long breath, and even his spine made a crisp and crisp sound.

"Nice...it's more comfortable than the sofa in my house."

He reached under the desk, skillfully opened a cabinet, took out candy from it, and handed it towards Hagrid.

"Would you like some?" Charlie waved his hand as a gesture. "

"Uh... is it snow lemon?"

Hagrid's eyes couldn't help but brighten up, and after a moment of hesitation, he asked.

"Of course, why not?"

After receiving a relaxed reply from the other party, he stood up from the sofa, walked to Charlie's desk in two steps, and carefully picked up the candy.

"Thank you! You are so sweet, Charlie."

Like amber candy, it shines with moving light under the sunlight.The sandwich inside flowed slowly with Hagrid's movements, as if it had a life of its own.

Even though it wasn't the first time he saw it, Hagrid still couldn't help being intoxicated by such a wonderful candy.

After appreciating it as usual, he slowly put it into his mouth and held it against the tip of his tongue.Taking advantage of the situation, I slowly closed my eyes and sat back on the sofa, quietly enjoying the sweetness and happiness brought by this candy...

Before tasting Charlie's candy, Hagrid hadn't eaten desserts made by other workshops.

Due to Dumbledore's habit of eating candy, as his capable man, it is common to buy candy for Dumbledore.

So from chocolate frogs, strange flavored candies, to Honeydukes licorice sticks, he has eaten a lot.

However, no matter what kind of candy, it became dull after facing the sorbet lemon and violet candy produced by Charlie's brand.

It's as if Charlie really blended superb magic into it, constantly arousing other people's taste buds, stimulating the nerves of the brain, and continuously transmitting bursts of soothing and sweet signals...

Seeing that Hagrid had calmed down, leaned back on the sofa, and tasted the candy, Charlie's smile became softer and brighter.

After all, as a businessman, it is no doubt a blessing to see people love the products produced by their factories so much.

Without disturbing the other party's interest at the moment, Charlie skillfully took out two apple-flavored gummy bears from the drawer and threw them into his mouth.

While chewing, he began to read the letter that he hadn't seen for a long time.

"Crash..."

The letter unfolded, Charlie's eyes half-closed, and he began to scan quickly.

However, what he didn't expect was that the content conveyed from the very beginning surprised him.

I saw that on the first line of the letter, it was written in delicate and smooth fonts:

"To, my dear and respected uncle..."

Seeing these words, almost without thinking, Draco's immature and proud face quietly appeared in Charlie's mind.

"Why is there a letter from Draco?"

Charlie raised his eyebrows, subconsciously moved his eyes away from the letter paper, and turned to Hagrid, who was indulging in his own world.

After thinking about it, out of politeness and respect, he finally didn't disturb the other party, but chose to suppress the confusion in his heart, and continued to read.

The letter was not too short, even a bit longer than Dumbledore's.

The content is like a letter from home, meticulously reporting to Charlie about his performance in school.

Charlie watched bit by bit, and the confusion gradually dissipated, or it had become unimportant.

The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and a rare look of relief appeared on his face.

It looks dense, and some places even have small traces that have been modified because of a wording.

Charlie seemed to be able to imagine the scene when Draco was sitting in the library, writing this letter seriously, word by word.

Draco reported very seriously, from the excellent grades he had accumulated in the past semester, to the praises made by the teachers of various subjects... Just like a child waiting for praise, all his brains fell on Charlie's before.

But among them, what surprised Charlie the most was that even Professor McGonagall and his good brother "Half-Blood Prince" gave not low evaluations.

You know, Professor McGonagall is famously fair and strict, and treats everyone equally.But now, Draco was able to make McGonagall look differently, so it can be seen that he really made a lot of effort.

As for Severus... there was no need to say anything.Even if it was because of his relatives, if Draco's grades were only considered "excellent" instead of "excellent", then Severus' comments would most likely be summed up in two short words , such as "okay", "nice", etc.

At this point, Charlie couldn't help but nodded. It seemed that this child had undergone a radical change at least in terms of learning.

Afterwards, after the successful report of his daily homework, Draco also talked about his daily life, and talked with him about the new friends he made—Harry, Hermione...and Ron.

Seeing this, Charlie paused for a moment, and sighed inwardly.

Sure enough, even though Harry went to the snake yard, the three little ones still haven't been taken apart... No, judging from the current situation, it seems that they should be called the four little ones.

However, just when Charlie was getting interested and thinking about what a strange chemical reaction such a combination would produce, the last thing Draco narrated at the end of the letter made him frown again.

"The corridor on the third floor, the shadow and... Quirrell?"

With his eyes narrowed, he subconsciously raised his hand and tapped on the desk surface, while falling into deep thought.

(End of this chapter)