Harry Potter: Charlie's Candy Factory

Chapter 78 The Dinner Party Begins

"Slytherin!!!"

With the shout of the Sorting Hat, the students of Goyle, Crabbe and Slytherin were the first to applaud as a matter of course.

Charlie raised his eyebrows, and also silently clapped his hands. He looked at Draco again, with inexplicable curiosity in his heart.

Professor Flitwick was obviously a little disappointed. He paused for a while while stroking his beard, but he still laughed.

"what a pity."

He turned his head, looked at Charlie, and said so.

Charlie just responded with a smile and didn't say much.

"call………"

Draco's expression finally began to stretch, he stood up from the seat, stretched out his hand, and wiped the sweat from his forehead that had just been tense.

Then the Sorting Hat was slowly put down, Draco straightened his chest, and strode forward, driving the wind to roll up the hem of the robe, fluttering behind him slightly.

After he took his notebook from Gore's hand, he suddenly paused.

Immediately, Draco stopped, and instead of walking directly towards the Slytherin dining table, he turned his head and looked at his uncle.

Charlie sat behind the seat, like those Slytherin students, with a smile on his face, stroking his palms, and congratulating Draco.

When he saw Draco looking back at him, he was also looking at Draco.

Charlie nodded with a smile, and didn't say anything else... But everything, what he wanted to express, was best interpreted in this silence.

Draco took a deep breath, straightened his waist even more, turned his head, holding the notebook, with hope and determination in his eyes, and walked towards the Slytherin who was also looking at him.

Among the few remaining freshmen, Harry, who had never dared to look up while looking at Draco, followed his gaze and noticed Charlie at the top.

A look of surprise appeared on Harry's face. He opened his eyes wide and stared at Charlie carefully.

Charlie at this moment gradually merged with the person who sat on the steps with him that day.

For a moment, an overwhelming emotion surged from his heart, making his entire face flush with excitement.

"Look, Ron!"

He tugged on Ron's sleeve vigorously, with irrepressible joy in his tone.

"Mr. Black is there too!"

"Um!?"

Originally looking away, Ron, who didn't know what to think about, was immediately attracted by Harry's words.

He turned his head hastily, his eyes widened as he searched around, asking Harry hurriedly
"Which?! That Mr. Black!? Is it Charlie Black?"

Harry was taken aback by his attitude, and while reaching out to swing Ron's head over, he asked in a strange tone
"I thought you didn't like Mr. Black very much..."

However, Ron waved his hand at Harry disapprovingly. He looked at Charlie Black who had regained his calm on the seat, and his eyes were about to burst into light.

"How is it possible..." Ron retorted to himself.

"He is the creator of the greatest candy factory in the world... I am also a powerful wizard, who wouldn't like him?"

Harry was taken aback by his answer at first, and then he couldn't figure it out.
"Then when you were on the road just now...how did you..."

Ron withdrew his gaze, gave Harry a disapproving look, curled his lips, and replied truthfully
"I just don't want to see Draco get too pissed off. You know, that guy has been pissed off from the beginning that his uncle is Charlie Black. To be honest, they're all pure-blood families. Don't you have any relatives?"

After finishing speaking, his eyes regained their brilliance, and they pressed against Harry's ear, as if he was talking about a shocking secret.

"To be honest...Actually, according to the genealogy, my grandma, Cedrella Weasley, is actually Mr. Charlie Black's cousin!"

"real!?"

Harry almost couldn't help crying out, but quickly lowered his voice and continued to ask.

"Of course!" Ron nodded as a matter of course, and continued.
"Her father, Arcturus Black, is Mr. Charlie Black's father and Cygnus Black's brother."

"Then Draco is not yours..." Harry stopped here, as if he was afraid of irritating Ron, so he didn't continue.

"Actually, it can't be counted like that..." Ron behaved quite normally, he shrugged.

"It's just that after my grandma married my grandfather Septimus Weasley, she was expelled from the Black family... So in name, the connection in this line was cut off."

...............................

After the incident of Draco, the remaining freshman branches became much smoother again.

Except for the last ten minutes of Harry, everything was perfectly normal.

"Harry Potter is going to... Slytherin!!!"

As the Sorting Hat called out Harry Potter's house, the Slytherins erupted into cheers that nearly knocked the roof of the Great Hall off.

With every Slytherin student chanting "We have Harry Potter", the sorting ceremony officially ended.

Charlie was taken aback for a moment, and then a somewhat miraculous smile appeared on his face.

He first turned his head and glanced at Snape who was not far away with an unchanged expression, and then at Dumbledore, his smile became brighter and brighter.

Also, given that Harry's first impression of Slytherin was good... he really should have gone to the Snake House...

This Hogwarts is getting more and more interesting... Charlie thought silently.

Dumbledore slowly stood up from his seat, without speaking, but looked around for a week.

After the eyes of all the little wizards were on him, he began the speech that he would make every year at this time.

Dumbledore didn't say much about the profound and long-winded, but simply talked about

"It is strictly forbidden for any student to enter the Dark Forest, it is the Forbidden Forest..."

"The corridor on the right side of the third floor is also a forbidden area. Our administrator, Mr. Filch, wants me to remind you of this."

"Uh...Mr. Filch is the gentleman who picked you up at the beginning. He didn't come to the dinner because he was feeling unwell..."

As he spoke, Dumbledore paused unconsciously, and unconsciously looked at Charlie, who was sitting upright not far away.

"However, I guess you should be able to recognize him... If you don't want to die a miserable death, don't go there."

.........

"Okay... that's all the above." At the end, Dumbledore finally raised his hands slowly after finishing everything.

"Now, I declare, the banquet begins!"

As soon as the words fell, Dumbledore swung forward vigorously with his hands in his wide sleeves.

In an instant, on the four long tables that were originally empty, a variety of delicacies emerged out of thin air, and in the blink of an eye, all the vacant seats were packed to the brim.

　After thinking about it, since the plot has come to this point, it is indeed wrong to send Harry to the Lion House.

　　Anyway, it's already like this, so let's continue!
　　Slytherin! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
　　
　
(End of this chapter)