Harry Potter: Charlie's Candy Factory

Chapter 30 Well done
The day was like this, and it quickly passed in Draco's practice.

Narcissa also put down what she was doing at this moment, and walked to the gate of the mansion.

The twilight of the setting sun shone on the two figures, one big and one small in the manor, covering their shoulders with a layer of soft tulle.

"Transfiguration!!"

"Transfiguration!"

Narcissa stood there like this, listening to her son's voice gradually becoming hoarse over and over again.

But she didn't stop her. Instead, she silently watched him wave his wand again and again under the command of her younger brother from a distance.

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Charlie looked sideways, looked at Narcissa who was standing at the door, and waved to her, signaling that she could come and take a look.

However, Narcissa smiled slightly, she didn't mean to come over, but waved her hand, and walked back to the mansion.

Charlie turned his head away, returning his attention to Draco again.

From the very beginning when he contacted the Transfiguration Curse until now, excluding the time spent on lunch.It has probably been seven or eight hours.

He didn't notice his mother, or even Charlie, who was standing beside him, was vaguely ignored.

After Charlie told him all the skills, the rest can only be explored by himself.

"Huh...huchi." Draco panted heavily.

Sweat dripped from his forehead, and his eyes began to sore.

Not to mention the arm, after waving the wand for a whole day, it will definitely not feel good to wake up early tomorrow.

But he still kept moving, his eyes were still looking at the leaves on the ground, and the spells in his mouth were still chanting meticulously.

There are no other thoughts in his mind, only the repeated imagination of turning leaves into needles again and again.

I don't know how long it took, Charlie couldn't help but raised his head and looked at the sky.

The sun had set now, and the stars and moon lit up the night.

Lucius, who had already returned home, pursed his lips and stood in front of a window, observing everything that happened in the courtyard through the glass.

"Narcissa..."

Suddenly, Lucius turned his head and looked at his wife on the sofa not far away.

"It's almost... You go and ask Draco and Charlie to come in for dinner."

Narcissa smiled at him, and instead of getting up, she patted the sofa and asked him to sit down for a while.

"You've been standing there since you just got home, aren't you tired? Why don't you sit down for a while..."

Just as Lucius frowned and paused for a moment as if he was about to say something, a sudden shout from outside the courtyard interrupted his original words.

"I did it!!! I did it! I turned it into a needle!!!"

It was Draco's voice.

Hearing this, Lucius turned his head back again, and his eyes once again set on Draco in the courtyard.

At this moment, Draco held a needle in his hand and shouted ecstatically.

He raised his wand high and waved it in the air, expressing the joy in his heart.

Lucius' frown, which had been frowned just now, relaxed a little, his lips moved, but he didn't make a sound.

If it was normal and his son was so presumptuous, he would definitely scold Draco in a deep voice without hesitation.

But at this moment, he fell silent and chose to continue peeping through the glass.

After that, Draco, who was venting his happiness, finally stopped.

He looked back at Charlie who had been standing there for an unknown amount of time, and carefully passed the needle over to Charlie's hand.

Then he opened his eyes wide, eagerly waiting for the other party's evaluation.

A tiny silver needle writhed for a moment in Charlie's hand.

Then he returned it to Draco, and nodded earnestly under the expectant eyes of the other party...

With Charlie's approval, Draco cheered again.

He clutched his wand tightly in one hand, and held the needle in the palm of his other.

He rushed back to the mansion directly.

"Bang!" Draco pushed the door of the mansion open.

He excitedly raised the hand holding the needle, and ran to Narcissa's side without stopping.

"Mother!! I learned the Transfiguration Curse! Look quickly!!"

He handed the needle to Narcissa, as if sharing his hard-won treasure with her.

At this moment, Draco looked dusty all over his body, and there were even sweat stains formed by the sliding down of sweat on his face.

It can be said that there is a world of difference from the original noble son brother.

But Narcissa didn't pay attention to this... Her eyes were fixed on the expression on Draco's face.

It was a joy she had never seen before... For a moment, Narcissa also laughed.

"Great, dear, you are worthy of being a child of the Malfoy family..."

After finishing speaking, he completely ignored the dust on Draco's body at the moment, took him into his arms, and patted him on the back.

Suddenly, Narcissa's eyes turned to Lucius by the window.

Lucius still stood there, silently watching Draco who flung himself into Narcissa's arms, but he didn't speak, and there was no expression on his face.

"Come on, Draco. Go show your father."

Narcissa let go of her arms and turned her head to Lucius by the window.

Hearing these words suddenly, Draco, who was originally ecstatic, stood up quickly as if he had been electrocuted by something.

He followed Narcissa's gaze towards the window, and it wasn't until this moment that he noticed that his father had returned and was standing there all the time.

"...Father...Father."

Draco couldn't help but swallowed, stood stiffly on the spot, subconsciously lowered his head.He gripped the needle firmly back into the palm of his hand...

"..." Lucius looked at Draco who was in such a mess in front of him, he didn't speak.

The atmosphere dropped from the original enthusiasm to the initial freezing point for a while.

Charlie also came back from the courtyard at this moment.Standing at the door, he looked at Draco who lowered his head and didn't dare to speak, and then at Lucius by the window, he couldn't bear the atmosphere for a while.

Finally, Lucius spoke.

"Bring it here...show me."

His voice seemed a little calm, and at this moment, it could even be considered gentle.

Draco, who had lowered his head and was waiting for the storm to come, froze for a moment.

Immediately, he raised his head, as if he had misheard something, and looked at his father in disbelief.

"Didn't you hear what I said?"

Lucius frowned again, and shouted in a deep voice.

"Oh, oh."

Only then did Draco react, and quickly trotted, sending the needle in front of Lucius.

Lucius picked up the needle, put him in front of his eyes, and looked at it carefully.

His expression was still serious, as if he was inspecting some precious artwork.

After a while, he nodded and uttered four words
"well done."

(End of this chapter)