Harry Potter: Charlie's Candy Factory

Chapter 163 The name of this spell is Shenying Wufeng

To be honest, Charlie didn't understand... Who gave Voldemort such confidence?He has clearly turned into an appearance of neither human nor ghost, but he still can't stop in the slightest.

Why, did he still think it was more than ten years ago?

After Russell left the office, Charlie sat alone behind his desk in silence, staring at the three letters that were all spread out, reading the words on them over and over again, with a lot of thoughts in his mind, how would he write such a letter? I reviewed everything that had happened over the years, as well as my future plans.

"call……"

After a long time, he slowly closed his eyes, let out a deep breath, and cleared all his fears and complicated thoughts out of his mind.

When Charlie opened his eyes again, the coldness in his eyes had completely subsided, solidified, and turned into indifference.

He didn't know where Voldemort's confidence came from: Horcruxes?Or something else.But it doesn't matter anymore... because Charlie is not interested at the moment and doesn't want to know.

Next, he thought, if necessary, he should tell the other party what he can do, and he should not touch anything.

Slowly standing up from his seat, Charlie didn't hesitate any more.

With a wave of his hand, he collected all three letters on the table into the space of the ring.He paced straight to the door of the office and opened it...

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After a few days of fermentation and dissemination, this explosive news soon became a well-known story in the entire Hogwarts, and it was gradually cloaked in a very legendary story through word of mouth. The cloak of color makes it slowly and uncontrollably deviate from the original truth, and finally, it becomes quite different.

In the version heard by all the little wizards today, there is no key role of Dab, but Harry, Ron and Draco are portrayed as extraordinarily brave!
They worked together, fought bravely against the dangerous giant monster, and finally completely injured it under a profound and mysterious magic, and won the victory in the battle with the giant monster.

In the Gryffindor lounge, Ron sat carelessly on the lounge table, his legs suspended in mid-air, shaking casually.

And beside him, there are already surrounded by lion cubs who came here admiringly.

As a student of Gryffindor, courage and honor are undoubtedly the most important. At this time, Ron succeeded in blessing both of these things because of this incident, and at the same time won all the cubs. sincere respect.

"Ron! Tell us how you, Malfoy and Potter defeated the troll!"

In the crowd, a child of the same grade with an excited look and longing eyes opened his mouth to ask first, and then there were several voices of agreement, one after another, echoing

"Yup!"

"Tell me, Ron"

"You are the pride of Gryffindor!"

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Ron, who had never enjoyed such treatment, suddenly became a bit superior.Amid the cheers and boasting, I gradually lost myself.

It seems that in the depths of his heart, he also began to subtly accept the rumored version, completely forgetting the tragic situation when he was in the toilet, crying and avoiding the giant monster.

Ron straightened his back, his face was a little proud and flushed, and after looking around at the admirers around him, he coughed twice reservedly, pondered for a moment, and then said loudly
"Yes... yes, troll. To be honest, this is just a trivial matter to me. After so many days, I have almost forgotten it... But since you want to hear If so, then I will reluctantly recall and tell you about the battle that happened back then..."

"It was a...deep night!..."

It has to be said that at least in this aspect of storytelling, Ron can still be regarded as very talented.

Even if it was just made up now, the story could still be made up quite realistically, and it made all the little wizards widen their eyes, fascinated by it, and their minds changed according to the rhythm of his tone.Sometimes soothing, sometimes tense, sometimes holding your breath, sometimes passionate... Even the Weasley twins and their friends are involved in it with relish.

"Look..."

George glanced at Jordan and Fred here, lowered his voice, and said proudly
"I knew that our little brother would be promising! See, he's only in the first grade, and he can already tear apart giant monsters with his bare hands!"

"Hey..." Fred laughed twice, took out a few special Christmas candies from his pocket, distributed one to each of his friends, and then poured all the rest into the candy. mouth.Then he said slowly
"It's really impressive... I guess even Percy will be jealous of Ron now. After all, he has never received such exaggerated attention in school."

Having said that, the two of them paused at the same time, and then glanced at each other, seeing the familiar tacit understanding in each other's eyes.

The next second, the two said in unison, "Yes! Go and send Ron some more candies!"

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And at the outermost edge of the bustling crowd, Hermione stood on her tiptoes and looked at Ron who was sitting on the highest place dancing happily, and couldn't help but sighed helplessly.

As the person who arrived at the scene the fastest except those who experienced it herself, she naturally knew that what Ron said at this moment, except for the part about being chased and killed by the troll, was all nonsense.

But because of being watched by so many people, she didn't have any idea of ​​trying to expose the other party.

After all, after suffering so much, he was almost about to die at the hands of the troll. It was not really unacceptable for him to brag about it at this time.

So, shaking her head, Hermione had no choice but to hold the book in her hand, and instead of waiting for Ron, she left the Gryffindor lounge by herself to find Harry and Draco.

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"So... is Ron still telling others about his glorious deeds?"

In the college cafeteria, the three of them sat at a long table and chatted.

Draco asked with great interest while picking up a French fries and putting it in his mouth

"Probably..." Hermione shrugged and replied casually, then seemed to think of something, raised her head, and looked at the two of them.

"What about you? I guess you should be similar... After all, this matter has already been rumored."

"No, the Slytherin students don't seem to be as enthusiastic as Gryffindors, and some even went to challenge Draco..."

Harry shook his head, said, turned his head away, subconsciously glanced at Draco who was expressionless and calmly eating French fries, and then continued

"As a result, he taught me a lesson."

After Hermione finished listening, she didn't say anything else, she just frowned a little, lowered her head in depression, buried it in her arms, and asked in a muffled voice

"Then what do we do next?"

Hearing this, Draco stopped pouring french fries into his mouth, looked at Hermione, pondered for a moment, and said

"I plan to act first...According to my guess, at least in the near future, in order not to arouse too much suspicion, Quirrell should not attack us again."

His face became serious, and his hands and fingers were facing each other, and he slowly narrated

"Take advantage of this time! Let's act first, investigate what he wants to do, find out his conspiracy, and then go to Principal Dumbledore and bring him down in one fell swoop!"

"Where are you going to start?"

Listening to Draco's thoughts, Harry and Hermione couldn't help but nodded.Immediately Hermione raised her head again and asked

"Start from that corridor on the third floor!"

Draco replied decisively that there was no doubt that he had already made corresponding plans before bringing up this plan with Harry and Hermione.

Listening to Draco's words, the two also looked at each other, and immediately cheered up.

"So, tonight?"

"Just tonight! Let's go and see what is hidden in that so-called restricted area—"

As he spoke, there was a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, and the light in his eyes flashed, as if to show the firmness in his heart at the moment.

However, in the next second, Draco's conversation turned sharply again, and he said
"However, before that, I still have one very important thing to do..."

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In the afternoon, Draco did not act together with several other people, holding the notebook that Charlie gave him, and came to a wooden door.

After hesitating for a while, he finally made up his mind, slowly raised his hand, and knocked on the door.

"Knock knock knock...knock knock knock"

There was a light and rhythmic knock on the door, which was particularly obvious in the quiet corridor.

However, even though he knocked again and again, there was still no response as Draco expected from the other side of the door.

At the same time, it also relieved his originally slightly nervous mood for a while.

Just when he was hesitating and was about to give up...Suddenly, with the sound of "squeaky" rusted hinges twisting, the door in front of him slowly opened inward.

The figure of Severus Snape appeared in front of Draco.

At this time, he was still wearing the same black robe, his long greasy hair was drooping, and his expression was filled with the familiar gloomy and indifferent expression.

"Draco, what did you come to see me for?"

Severus looked at the person in front of him, obviously a little surprised, and that rare look of surprise appeared on his stiff face.

And the next second, before Draco could say anything, he was the first to notice the huge notebook tightly held in the other's arms.

As Charlie Blake's best friend at Hogwarts, Severus undoubtedly recognized it all at once.Immediately, the astonishment on his face became even greater.

"Charlie's Notebook?"

Hearing Severus' words, Draco's eyes lit up, and the expression on that little face changed from nervousness and hesitation to joy.

"Professor, you know this notebook!? Sure enough! I knew it, no wonder uncle came and asked me to find you!"

"Charlie sent you to me?"

Suddenly, Severus' eyes half-closed.After staring at Draco for a while, he turned his head and began to look to the left and right sides of the corridor.

Seeing that there was no one around, he took a step back, made room for the opponent to pass through, and motioned for the opponent to come in.

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There was a muffled sound of "Peng", the door of Severus' room was opened and closed again, and the entire corridor returned to its original quietness and emptiness.

Walking into Professor Snape's room for the first time, Draco couldn't help but looked around curiously, as if he wanted to see what the room was for the head of Slytherin House, who was notoriously vicious in the eyes of others. It can be decorated just as it is.

However, it was a pity that he was disappointed, Severus' dormitory did not have any so-called decorations, and everything was very simple.

On the wooden desk, there are stacks of homework and a candlestick that I just received not long ago.Other than that, there is only the most common hard wooden bed, and a bookshelf full of various books.Other than that, there is nothing else.

The door closed, and Severus went back behind the desk, staring at Draco, and asked seriously.

"What did Charlie ask you to come to me for?"

As soon as these words came out, Draco recalled the purpose of his trip.

Hastily took two steps forward, came to the other party's side, and put the thick notebook on the desk.

Then with a swipe of his fingers, he skillfully flipped it open, accompanied by the soft sound of "cracking" paper, and soon flipped to the page he had seen before.

"this--"

Draco turned his body sideways, stretched out his hand, pointed to the incomplete spell on it, and gestured cautiously.

"Uncle Black said... if I come to you, you will tell me what the spell is."

"This is……"

He cast his gaze in the direction Draco was pointing at, but the next second, Severus couldn't help but froze.

His eyes stopped on the spell with only a few horns and symbols on it. Suddenly, complex expressions appeared on that dull and lifeless face, nostalgia, regret, joy... many emotions were on his face. Zhang's originally expressionless face was mixed, and finally turned into a sigh, which spewed out from his mouth.

He shook his head subconsciously, dispelling the redundant sigh in his heart.

No nonsense, Severus directly picked up the quill placed on the table, and under that paragraph, he wrote a complete line of spells eloquently.

When the quill was put down by him, Draco instantly noticed that the spell written by Severus was exactly the same as the original line of writing in this notebook from more than ten years ago...

"Professor Snape, this spell..."

With the surprise in his heart, Draco couldn't help asking after quickly scanning the content written by the other party

However, before he could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by Severus raising his hand.Immediately afterwards, his indifferent voice was mixed with a bit of emotion that he didn't usually have, and said:
"Shenfeng Wuying... The name of this spell is Shenfeng Wuying."

(End of this chapter)