Harry Potter: Charlie's Candy Factory

Chapter 170 Letter to Hagrid
"Dursley... and York."

Suddenly, Kobe's eyes shifted, and fell on Dursley and his coworkers who looked like they were watching a show.

The two shook hands subconsciously, then hurriedly stood up, and replied, "Yes! Teacher Kobe!"

"Move to the side and squeeze out a job for him."

Kobe said with a smile on the corner of his mouth, raised his hand and patted Peng Peng's shoulder beside him.

"Humph……"

Although his face was already black with anger, Peng Peng still didn't say anything, he just turned his head to the side angrily, and didn't show any more.

Dursley puffed out his stomach, and couldn't help but glanced at York beside him. Their eyes were filled with surprise and resistance at this moment...

After all, it's a good thing that they are all human beings. In this factory, just chatting casually can become friends.

But the elves are different... As an old employee in the candy factory, although no one said anything, when facing them, no matter who they were, they would faintly feel a sense of lack of confidence.

What's more, it's not hard to guess from the conversation between the little elf and Kobe just now... This guy may still have racial discrimination!
Even so, after all, Kobe's words had already been put down. Although the two were reluctant, they still moved a few steps towards the two sides at the same time to make room for them.

Not too big and not too small, just enough space for an elf.

Peng Peng turned his head, looked at the vacant seat, and took a deep look at the familiar but unfamiliar production line, feeling a lot of emotion for a moment...

You know, as the former director of the technical department, all production equipment must be processed and inspected by him before it is put into use...

As the representative of the six elves who don't like humans, although it is impossible for Pumbaa to openly disagree with Mr. Black, he will naturally not make these Muggles and Squibs too relaxed and comfortable.

Ever since, on the basis of the original production line, he specially lowered the height of the equipment platform by about five or six centimeters.

In Peng Peng's own opinion, this five or six centimeters is a very delicate limit.

It will not have too much impact, but it will make these individual employees have to bend slightly when they are working, unable to straighten their waists... It can be described as extremely wicked.

Originally, in his plan, he wanted to use this method to give these humans a bad start and tell them that the elves living here are not easy to bully!
However, what he didn't expect was that... this wicked little design didn't have the desired effect.

The Muggles who have been whipped in the society have no discomfort with Peng Peng's calculations. Instead, they are full of enthusiasm every day because of the free afternoon tea, relaxed working hours and high remuneration, with a smile on their faces. Unstoppable smiles... Naturally, he selectively ignored other things.

At that time, this situation also caused Peng Peng to have self-doubt.

These guys, what kind of life do they live in Muggle society, how do they feel worse than the group of house elves who are slaves outside?Is it a bit too vicious for me to do this...

The world is impermanent... No one would have thought that the tasteless and wicked design would provide it with unexpected convenience a few months later.

Just pick up a seemingly solid thing and put it under your feet. Once Peng Peng stands on it, he can easily put his hands on the track running on the assembly line, which is perfect.

As Peng Peng stood at the place where his future job was, Kobe didn't say anything.He just nodded, and after looking around twice symbolically, he started the equipment on the assembly line and officially started today's work.

The tracks reciprocated, driving bright and beautiful candies to flash in front of him like a horse on a horse.

"Okay, it's a new day, come on..."

Peng Peng took a deep breath, and while encouraging himself, he devoted himself to his work as he thought yesterday.

Beside him, Dursley skillfully fiddled with the candies in his hand, gathered the good ones, picked off the bad ones, and threw them aside.

However, while doing the work at hand, in his mind, he thought about what Petunia said this morning... There are still a few days until Christmas, how can I promise Petunia? Finish.

Just as he was contemplating, Dursley suddenly thought of something.He glanced at Peng Peng, who was seriously picking unqualified candies with his head lowered beside him, and an idea suddenly came to his mind.

As a smart guy who was once a director of a big company, although he looked a little dull, in fact, Dursley was far more shrewd than ordinary people.

Although I don't know much about the new "worker" next to me, a few conversations between him and Kobe are enough to make a lot of people see a lot.

First, he knew Kobe's identity. In the candy factory, his identity was second only to the boss Charlie Black.However, when facing him, this guy didn't even have a word of politeness, and even wanted to refuse to obey the arrangement.

Second, Kobe said that this was a job assigned to him by Mr. Black himself.From this, it can be proved that he can at least catch the eyes of the other party, and at least has the qualifications to communicate with Mr. Black.

Thirdly... On his exposed forearm, there are hideous scars all over... Or scratches from sharp objects, or burns and burst wounds, people can't help but shock!Although I don't know who he is, but judging from these traces, this guy with a cute name sounds absolutely impossible to be an ordinary elf.

.........Thus, the simple background about the other party was pieced together from various scattered fragments.Although it was a bit vague, it was enough for Dursley.

So the plan is roughly as follows: get close to each other and make a good relationship!Then...let him beg Charlie Black to bring his son back to normal.

Holding such determination, after taking a deep breath, Dursley showed a kind smile tentatively, stretched out his hand cautiously, and patted Peng Peng's shoulder.

"Um!?"

After being touched, Pumbai, who was already on guard, immediately raised his fists and took a defensive posture.A pair of eyes fixed on Dursley vigilantly, and asked in a deep voice

"Do you want to try with Pumbaa!?"

Dursley was taken aback by his posture... Although he knew that the other party was a difficult master, he never expected that he would have such a great hostility towards humans!

Helpless, he had no choice but to curse secretly in his heart... damn racist.

Then the smile on his face remained unchanged, and he greeted softly.
"No, no, no, I want to get to know you. My name is Dursley Vernon. Nice to meet you."

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"My dear friend Hagrid, how have you been?..."

In the office, after thinking for a while, Charlie picked up the quill and wrote his greetings to Hagrid on the letter paper in front of him.

Immediately, there was another pause, then changed a line, and continued to write "shua shua"
"Recently, when I was sorting out old things, I accidentally found an interesting book called "Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them."

"The book is very old, but the interior is quite complete. Even the magic attached to it has not disappeared much, and it can still be activated..."

"...So, on a whim, I spent a few days reading it thoroughly..."

"After reading the entire book, I can't help but have a particularly strong interest in the magical creatures mentioned in it. Especially the description of unicorns in it makes people look forward to it..."

"Later I remembered that, if I remember correctly, there is a population of unicorns inhabiting the Forbidden Forest. So, I hope you can do me a little favor—help me observe more about those unicorns. Habits, and what they do every day, and tell me in detail by writing a letter... There is no other meaning, I just want to satisfy my curiosity."

"I think I'd be very grateful if you would..."

After leaving the last sentence, the light quill was placed on the table again.

Charlie picked up the written letter, dried the ink gently, and went over it again.

After confirming that there were no mistakes, a satisfied smile finally appeared on his face.

Nodding his head, he folded the letter paper neatly and stuffed it into the envelope.Finally, he took out the wax and seal, and pressed heavily on it to represent his personal seal... After that, he only needed to ask Vivien to take the letter away, and his preparation stage was completed.

There is no doubt that Charlie's real target is not the group of unicorns in the Forbidden Forest.

Although he did read the book "Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them" written by Newt, and he really likes magical creatures, but to be honest, this is not enough for him to spend one of his own favors, and it is only for recording The point of their daily activities...

His real purpose was Voldemort - because Charlie knew that before long, that greedy fellow would hunt down a unicorn and drink its blood in order to gain life force.

And that's what he was waiting for.If Charlie wants to take the lead in getting rid of Quirrell as planned before, and drive Voldemort out of Hogwarts, then compared to the crowded Hogwarts Castle, the dark and dark Forbidden Forest is undoubtedly his action. The perfect location.

Thinking of this, the smile on Charlie's face was inevitably mixed with the same indifference as before.

"Come on, Tom, it won't be long before we're having fun again."

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Soon, what Charlie didn't expect was that after the letter was officially sent, he didn't have to wait too long, and he received a reply from Hagrid just before evening.

And, not only a letter, but also two fluffy pillows.

Sitting in his seat, Charlie couldn't help raising his eyebrows as he looked at the things on the desk that Russell had just brought in.

He stretched out his hand and stroked the pillow tentatively.Pressing it down slightly, suddenly, a soft touch wrapped his palm, and it sank deeper and deeper...

However, when Charlie raised his hand again, the place that had just sunk rebounded at a very fast speed and became the original, smooth and without any wrinkles.

You know, even when he went to Malfoy's house, the pillows Narcissa placed in the guest room might not be so comfortable...

Naturally, it was impossible for him to suspect that his sister would give him something inferior.After all, a pure-blood noble like Malfoy would undoubtedly be the best no matter what.

Take out any one at random, and it can top the income of an ordinary wizard for a few months...

After subconsciously patting the two pillows, Charlie temporarily suppressed his doubts, picked up the letter at the bottom, and began to read Hagrid's reply.

The envelope was opened, and Hagrid's careless handwriting appeared in front of Charlie's eyes on the pale yellow brown paper with faint wrinkles.

"I couldn't be happier to hear from you, Charlie!!"

There is no so-called preface to writing a letter, and all the rough words are full of joy and excitement in his heart.

It seems to be gratified to have another confidant who can appreciate the charm of magical animals.

"In my opinion, Charlie, you are the most discerning guy in the world, no wonder you can make so many delicious candies!!"

Sitting in his seat, reading Hagrid's reply bit by bit, Charlie's face inevitably showed a bit of a smile again.

"A unicorn is a beautiful creature..."

"...full-grown unicorns are pure white horses with horns, but their cubs have golden hair..."

"The unicorn's horns, blood and fur all have strong magical effects..."

Next, a long section of the letter is about Hagrid's own knowledge and understanding of unicorns over the years.

Even though Charlie didn't meet him face to face, just from the lines of the other party, one can already imagine that when Hagrid received his letter, he leaned over the table and wrote his reply with high spirits by the oil lamp. look like.

Obviously, he just wanted to use this matter as an ordinary cover, but Hagrid responded with great enthusiasm.

For a while, even Charlie, who had been hard-hearted for a long time, couldn't help feeling guilty and guilty for his pure soul.

Looking further down, when the long and eloquent paragraph was finished, Hagrid finally returned to the main topic.

He first agreed to Charlie's request, and promised that starting from today, he would pay special attention to the changes in the herd of unicorns while patrolling the forest every day, and then write them in a diary-like format and send them to Charlie.

Then, at the end, I talked about the origin of the two pillows.

"I sewed it with the shredded hair of a unicorn. It's my gift to you. Although it's not a precious thing, I hope you like it..."

(End of this chapter)