Harry Potter: Charlie's Candy Factory

Chapter 18 Draco

Finally, Lucius was persuaded.

"How likely is he to agree?"

He stood up, straightened the wrinkled clothes on his body, and tried to restore his original calmness and arrogance.

"I don't know...but I feel that he will definitely come."

Listening to her words, Lucius' eyelids trembled, and he couldn't help asking.

"Are you so sure?"

The corners of Narcissa's mouth raised slightly, revealing a calm and equally proud smile
"Don't forget, I am his sister. I have lived with him for more than ten years."

"Just because of this?"

"No, it's not because I know him. It's because I know that he is Charlie Black."

"Peng!! Clang clang!"

After saying this, before Lucius could react, a loud noise came to the ears of the two of them first.

Narcissa and Lucius both turned their heads and looked in that direction.

Not far away, Dobby, who was skinny and wearing a dilapidated pillowcase, who was out of place in this luxurious mansion, was staring blankly, looking in their direction in disbelief.

As if he had lost his mind, he didn't even react when the plate in his hand fell to the ground.

"Damn things."

Narcissa's brows immediately became pimples, and her eyes instantly became ruthless.

Looking at Dobby who looked like a wooden man, he opened his mouth and scolded.

This face is the same as the expression when facing Lucius, it's like a different person.

This is also natural, a pure-blooded family as proud as Narcissa may only show the slightest warmth hidden in their hearts to their relatives.

As a house elf, Dobby was not even as valuable as a sofa sitting under her buttocks in her eyes.

And this is also what most other wizards think.

You know, a deviant guy like Charlie can definitely be said to be a rare gem that is rarely seen in thousands of years.

However, what Narcissa couldn't bear the most was that such a humble house elf dared to eavesdrop on the conversation between herself and Lucius just now.

"Sorry master! Please forgive Dobby!! Dobby is a bad guy! Dobby shouldn't have thrown the plate on the floor!!"

Immediately, as the unkind eyes of the two focused on him at the same time, Dobby finally recovered from the sluggishness just now, and couldn't help shivering.

It had almost become an instinct, and Dobby fell to his knees on the ground all at once, shaking his head as he kept hitting the ground.

Even though there was a soft, fluffy, and very thick luxurious carpet in between, the muffled "bang bang" sound made by Dobby's head bump was still clearly audible.

But Narcissa doesn't care about this... Just as Narcissa touched the wand beside her, intending to leave an unforgettable lesson for the disobedient house elf, Lucius reached out and grabbed Narcissa's arm.

"and many more"

Lucius stopped his wife and shook his head slowly.

Although he looked at Dobby even more coldly, he didn't have the intention to beat him hard at this moment.

"Don't forget what that guy does."

After briefly reminding Narcissa, Lucius looked at Dobby again, and ordered in an indifferent tone:
"You don't want to show up again these few days... You can go wherever you want, but don't show your face in front of Charlie Black."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Dobby who suddenly froze, narrowed his eyes, and added in a cold voice
"You'd better not play tricks... you know? Don't forget, you're just a house-elf."

"Yes... yes, I understand my master!" Dobby pressed his head to the ground, his body trembling uncontrollably, but he still tried his best to reply loudly

"Dobby... Dobby will leave here for a few days! Dobby won't show up at home! Dobby won't... won't meet Mr. Charlie Black! Dobby is just a house elf..."

"get out."

Accompanied by Lucius' last unsalty words.

In a flash, Dobby's figure turned into a ray of light and disappeared into this luxurious mansion.

"It's a restless thing."

Narcissa slowly put down the hand holding the staff, looked at the place where Dobby left, and couldn't help muttering.

"Humph…"

Lucius' mouth curled into a mocking sneer.

"So what? It's just a house-elf, that's all."

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On the second floor of the mansion, in Draco's room

Standing in front of the mirror, Draco tried his best to straighten his chest and raise his chin, imitating his father's usual calm and haughty demeanor, and constantly adjusted himself in front of the mirror.

In this way, after practicing for a long time, finally, looking at himself in the mirror, Draco nodded slightly, showing a satisfied smile.

Immediately, he stretched out his hand again, bowed slightly to the mirror and said
"Hello, Mr. Charlie Black! Please allow me to call you uncle, I am... no, no..."

He stopped, looked at himself in the mirror, and frowned.

Then tried another way.

"Hello! My dear uncle - I'm your nephew, Draco of the Malfoy family... I'm honored that you can... Tsk, it shouldn't feel like this."

"Ah!! The ruler of the Black family! Once an excellent prefect of Slytherin College! A wizard who was hailed by Dumbledore as a genius——Charlie Black, my respected uncle!!..."

Draco raised his head, looked at himself in the mirror, feeling that his emotional expression was getting better, and his voice couldn't help raising a few decibels.

"Draco!!! What are you doing!"

However, before he could finish expressing his emotions, Lucius' scolding from downstairs immediately exhausted his skills, and he was frightened back in an instant.

The originally calm and confident smile on his face suddenly subsided.The raised chest was also retracted again.

"Sorry, Father!"

Draco hurried to the door in some embarrassment, and hurriedly said sorry to Lucius outside through the door.

"Okay Draco, don't be so nervous. Your uncle is not that scary. In fact, he was very similar to you when he was a child, and he was just an ordinary child..."

Outside the door, Narcissa's voice came in at the right time, and Draco couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Compared to Lucius' sternness, his mother was always gentler.

"Got it, mother..."

Draco returned to the mirror, turned around, and checked his clothes carefully again.

And in my heart, the faint anticipation, with the impending arrival of the uncle I have never met, also increased.

(End of this chapter)