Harry Potter: Charlie's Candy Factory

Chapter 181 I Guess What I Lack Is Experience
After finishing drinking, he supported Severus and sent him back to Hogwarts.

It wasn't until the other party fell asleep in bed that Charlie left his room and quietly closed the door...

He didn't ask Lucius that question like he did when he was drinking with Lucius that day...

Because Severus and Lucius are not the same kind of people.If it is said that for Lucius, there is still a layer of estrangement mixed in the family relationship, then Severus is one of the few people he can completely trust.

You know, even when he was with Albus Dumbledore, Charlie still wouldn't let go completely.I always hide it habitually, so that the other party cannot see through myself thoroughly.

After all, there is no way around it... Facing the most intelligent wizard in the British magic world, even he would feel a little uneasy and fearful from time to time.

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After settled Severus and left Hogwarts, Charlie did not return to his factory as usual, but turned around and walked towards Hogsmeade village again.

He was going to find someone... a person who, many years ago, had transformed him from an ordinary little wizard who could only use magic into a master duelist.

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Compared to The Three Broomsticks, which is quite deserted, the Pig's Head Bar, which is also a bar, can already be called lonely...

Just standing on the small road leading to the Pig's Head Bar, looking at the dilapidated hut in the distance and the bloody pig's head painted on the bracket next to the wooden hut.It's hard to distinguish him from a haunted house... Even the screaming shack during the day, at least from the outside, is far less terrifying than its atmosphere...

Charlie had no doubt that the house would startle some unsuspecting wizard.

"Hey...why can't it be cleaned up?...Or is it that Aberforth just likes this kind of tone with horror themes."

Charlie sighed, and while complaining, he skillfully attached the magic called Yibuzhenchen to himself.

After he was fully prepared, he took a step forward and walked straight towards the place that he could never erase from his memory as a student.

When he came to the door, Charlie just raised his eyebrows when he saw a thick layer of dust on the dilapidated wooden door that seemed to be a century old.

Then even without politeness, he raised his arm.As if returning to his own home, he knocked so hard that the entire door panel shook, as if it would be scrapped in the next second.

"Bang Bang Bang!!!"

"Bang Bang Bang!!!"

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Finally, after about seven or eight minutes of knocking, the wooden door opened slowly with a groan of "squeak-button" as the harsh brass door shaft turned.

Aberforth's familiar face appeared, but at the moment his face was still slightly drunk, and his eyes were full of sleepiness, as if he had just woken up after drinking all night.

Seeing Aberforth appear, Charlie was overjoyed.However, before he could say anything, he suddenly saw a magic wand sticking out of Aberforth's hand.

"Damn bastard, I was sleeping comfortably... Hiccup, I don't know if the Pig's Head Bar is not open in the morning!!!"

After the words fell, the wand pointed at the visitor at the door without any explanation.The red flame flashed at the tip, and in the next second, it burst out suddenly, turning into a raging magic, attacking and going away.

Charlie's eyes widened immediately, and he watched in disbelief at the spell that shot towards him.

Because the distance between the two was too close, it was impossible to resolve it easily when caught off guard, but he had no choice but to grab the corner of the windbreaker violently at the first moment.

Just heard "哗啦啦!", flickering and neighing.

The windbreaker covered Charlie's face and successfully neutralized most of the attacking magic.

However, although the magic was offset, the power contained in it did not disappear because of the protection of the windbreaker. Instead, it pushed Charlie out violently, and it was not completely dispelled until he staggered back four or five steps on the ground... …

"Old man, are you crazy!?"

Charlie barely stood still, then hurriedly lowered his head, glanced at the curling smoke and the conspicuous scars left on the windbreaker, couldn't help being angry and astonished, and shouted at Aberforth.

"Ok?"

At the door, Aberforth, who was about to close the door and go back to sleep after sending out a curse, was suddenly stunned by this familiar voice.

In the next second, the sleepiness and drunkenness in his mind were swept away, and he was completely awake.

"Charlie, Charlie?!"

His sleepy eyes also opened a little, regaining clarity.Only then did Aberforth see clearly who was coming in front of him, and the movement of closing the door stopped abruptly. Shocked, he subconsciously called out Charlie's name.

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"Charlie, you know me...I didn't expect it to be you. Sorry sorry..."

Inside the dusty Pig's Head Bar, a small oil lamp with tiny lights was on the bar counter, trying its best to play its due role, illuminating the surroundings of the two of them.

At this moment, the drunkenness on Aberforth's face completely disappeared. Looking at Charlie who was still checking his windbreaker angrily, he had no choice but to defend himself in a low voice.

"It's my fault, next time I should hit your face with the wand first, to prevent accidental injury! ... Sigh"

Charlie sighed, and glanced at his teacher resentfully. After all, he couldn't say anything too complaining. In the end, all his emotions could only be turned into a sigh and dissipated in the air.

"Hahahaha...if you draw your stick faster than me."

Hearing Charlie's words, Aberforth was not annoyed, he just laughed.He stroked his messy and thick white beard unhurriedly, and responded casually.

Charlie couldn't hold back either, and burst out laughing for a while, so he shook his head helplessly and said nothing more.

Seeing that Charlie calmed down, Aberforth also became serious.

He got up and walked back behind his bar, asking

"Why, are you here to drink this time, or to see me?"

"Looking for your help."

Now that Aberforth had asked him why he came, Charlie didn't make any further circles.

His gaze became determined.Looking at the other party, he said word by word.

"I hope that the unfinished class can be re-taught."

As soon as these words came out, Aberforth opened his eyes slightly, and then stared at Charlie in a daze for a long time.

After a long time, after confirming that he was not joking, Aberforth asked

"what happened?"

Charlie didn't hide it from him, but stood up directly, and showed the other party the other traces on his windbreaker.

"Just last night, I experienced a duel."

Sure enough, Aberforth, who is an experienced wizard, saw the marks on the windbreaker, his face changed suddenly, and then he narrowed his eyes, revealing a trace of murderous intent.

"It's a guy who wants your life... Where is he? I'll kill him."

Charlie shook his head and sat back in his seat.

"I need to kill him myself."

After finishing speaking, he looked straight at Aberforth, and the meaning in his eyes was self-evident.

Aberforth lowered his eyes, looking at the bar counter that had been covered with dust for an unknown amount of time, but he didn't know what he was thinking.

After a long time, he raised his hand and wiped off the dust on the table in front of him.

"Actually, at your current level, even in the UK, there are very few people who can hit you with magic... If you look at it from the perspective of an equal duel, even if it is me, it may not be yours anymore opponent."

After that, his eyes turned to Charlie again.

"I have taught you all the things I can teach you when you were in the sixth grade. What is left is the experience accumulated over the past few decades."

Charlie's eyes lit up. He looked at the old man in front of him who was not charitable, but exuded a very kind familiarity, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became brighter and brighter.

"I guess what I lack now is experience."

Hearing this, Aberforth also laughed.

The two laughed together, and the laughter could no longer be restrained from gushing out of their mouths, just like the night more than ten years ago, people couldn't help but miss it...

Charlie and Aberforth laughed for a long time before finally stopping.

Aberforth wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and continued to ask

"Okay, so how should I teach you, or the same as before?"

"Do not."

Charlie shook his head again, and continued

"I hope you can follow me back to my factory."

"That's not a good idea... what about my bar?"

Aberforth tapped his fingers on the wooden countertop, his eyebrows raised slightly.

"Don't do it!"

Charlie shrugged, his tone light and airy, as if he had said something unimportant.

"Anyway, you are over 100 years old, and it's not a long-term thing to keep this bar open. It's better to move to my place directly, so that you can have someone to take care of you in the future."

Aberforth smiled again, but unlike just now, there was obviously a bit of relief in his smile at this moment, and his eyes couldn't help softening a lot.That was something Charlie had never seen before, kindness like Dumbledore...

However, just when Charlie thought Aberforth would agree, he unexpectedly shook his head.

"Thank you for your kindness."

There was a bit of complexity and melancholy in Aberforth's tone.

"Although I understand that you are doing it for my own good...but the Pig's Head Bar can't be closed just like that."

"Can……"

Charlie seemed to be still trying to fight. He opened his mouth and was about to continue talking, but was interrupted directly by the other party.

"Well... I'll go to your place and stay for a while. I'll come back when you really learn what you want."

Aberforth didn't give Charlie the chance to say no.Relying on his own understanding of his temperament, Charlie also understood that as long as the other party said something, there would be no chance to change it.

There are only two options before me now, one is to agree, and the other is to leave.

Finally, finally Charlie agreed... He stood up, slapped the dust that didn't exist on his body like a habit, and said
"Just like you said..."

Seeing that Charlie agreed, a look of satisfaction appeared on Aberforth's face.

"Very well, then you go out first. I'll pack up and go with you."

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Charlie was not kept waiting too long, and soon, Aberforth walked out of the haunted bar.

He was still wearing the same robe made of linen, and the only thing he brought was a painting and frame taken from the wall of the bar.

Other than that, there is nothing else...

(End of this chapter)