Harry Potter: Charlie's Candy Factory

Chapter 236 The Trip to France
After a few people chatted casually for a while, seeing that it was getting late, Principal Dumbledore and the three little ones were about to go to class, so Charlie stopped talking and raised his arms to look at the time on the dial on his wrist After that, he said, "It's getting late, I should go too."

Dumbledore still had the same smile on his face, and after briefly sweeping his deep eyes over Charlie's face, he nodded, sending his blessings for the journey that was about to start in a gentle and kind way.

"Bon voyage, Charlie. When you come back, if you like, I hope you can tell me more about Nicole Flamel's recent situation..."

"Good principal, see you then."

After agreeing with a smile, he bid farewell to the three little wizards, and made a point of mentioning the arrangement for them to go to the candy factory after the holiday.After everything was done, Charlie finally paced down the corridor and walked downstairs.

The four people did not leave immediately, but watched the tall and familiar figure walking towards the distance of the corridor under the light of the morning light.

Just when Charlie's figure was about to completely disappear at the corner of the stairs, Harry, who had been hesitating and clenching his fists, seemed to finally muster up the courage, took a big step forward, and yelled suddenly, and was about to get off. Lou's Charlie.

"Mr. Black!!"

Charlie heard the sound, and the footsteps that had just been lifted fell back to the original place. He turned his head and looked in the direction he had just walked, staring at Harry in the distance.

Although the distance was too far to clearly see the expression on Mr. Black's face at this moment, Harry could still vaguely feel the weight of that kind, sunny gaze on his body.

His cheeks were flushed, and after taking a deep breath, he finally mustered up the courage to shout to Charlie
"The captain of the Slytherin Quidditch team said there would be a test for me next Sunday, and if I passed he would make me the school's back-up Seeker—"

"Great, Harry, I'm so proud of you."

Charlie raised his head, and while responding loudly, he raised his right hand and gave Harry a thumbs up, no matter how far away, whether the other party could see it.

With Charlie's encouragement, Harry's face flushed even more, and the joy hidden in his eyes could no longer be concealed.

"I would like to ask, if you have time, will you be able to come over and watch my test with your own eyes..." Speaking of this, the courage that was so hard to muster seemed to have disappeared, and after the words just now, he quickly lost his confidence added a sentence

"Of course, if you're too busy, just pretend I didn't say anything just now."

But to his surprise, Charlie did not refuse. After thinking for a moment, he readily agreed to Harry's invitation, and said affirmatively

"Don't worry—I'll come over and watch you become the youngest Seeker at Hogwarts."

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After Charlie left, Dumbledore hurried towards the classroom with the three of them, starting the first Defense Against the Dark Arts class of the new day.

At noon, after class was over, a group of three were on their way to the cafeteria.

"Hey, don't you feel that something is wrong with Harry?"

Looking at Harry who was jumping up and down and humming in front of him, Hermione could not help but frown slightly, stretched out her hand and pulled Draco's clothes calmly, and said in a low voice.

Draco, who was reading a book, was interrupted by her from his own thoughts. After looking at Harry's back and blinking his eyes, Draco thought for a moment, and then responded with a reasonable shrug

"I don't think there's anything wrong. It's probably because what Uncle said in the morning made him too excited."

After finishing speaking, he took another look at the inexplicable expression on Hermione's face, and had no choice but to bookmark the book in his hand, and continued to explain

"After all, if my uncle promised me to witness it with me at the most glorious moment of my life and be proud of me, I'm afraid I'd be as excited as Harry."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head and took another look at Harry's back, watching his messy curly hair and the hem of his robe fluttering in the wind with his movements, his eyes were full of envy for a moment.

"It's really... You two seem to have been brainwashed by him."

As a girl who has been strong and motivated since she was a child, Hermione really couldn't empathize with the almost fanatical admiration the two had for Charlie Black, so she could only shake her head and sigh in the end.

Draco withdrew his gaze from looking at Harry, reopened the book to the page he just read, and after casting a glance at Hermione, he said abruptly

"But you have to admit, my uncle, Charlie Black is a perfect wizard."

Hermione raised her eyebrows, and she was about to refute something subconsciously, but she only saw Draco's small face, which was already full of indefeasible seriousness, as if the next second the other party denied her words, he would immediately He will have a heated debate with Hermione on this matter until she is willing to admit the proposition - "Charlie Black is the most perfect wizard in the world".

Seeing this, Hermione finally didn't say anything, but gave the other party a big roll of the eyes, and quickly followed Harry who was walking and jumping in front as if he had forgotten the two people behind him.

"Oh boy..."

"Why, I'm telling the truth—"

Draco showed an innocent look on his face, while speaking, he hurriedly pulled up the hem of his robe and trotted after him.

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At this moment, among the bustling crowds at Manchester Airport, Charlie Black, who had changed his outfit, was no different from a Muggle in appearance.

There was a gentle yet distanced smile on his face, and his curious eyes couldn't help poking out, looking at everything in the so-called UK's third largest airport.

Yes, for this journey to France, he did not use wizard means of access such as port keys, but really like a Muggle traveling, he chose the means of transportation as the starting point of his journey .

He didn't make him wait too long, and after passing the security check, he came to the waiting hall.Standing in front of the huge glass curtain, watching the huge iron wings rumbling from the sky and slowly descending from the wind and frost, Charlie couldn't help thinking of his beloved car...

"If you add a few spells to the plane and make some modifications, then the final effect will probably be extraordinarily amazing."

Just when he had nothing to do, he was thinking about what he would do if Voldemort came to hijack the plane.I don't know how long it took, a sweet female voice rang through the entire waiting hall along with the announcement of Manchester Airport.

"Good morning passengers, this is the pre-boarding announcement for flight BA021 to Paris. Please have your boarding pass and identification ready. Regular boarding will start in about 10 minutes, thank you."

(End of this chapter)