Harry Potter: Charlie's Candy Factory

Chapter 26 Export to domestic sales (recommendation ticket plus update)

Looking at Lucius who walked away without a single pause, Charlie couldn't help being taken aback by his brother-in-law's resolute behavior.

But looking at the empty fireplace, Narcissa couldn't help frowning, thinking about something.

Charlie turned his head and looked at Draco who was hesitating while holding the cup to his lips.

Suddenly, he thought of something and couldn't help asking Narcissa

"Draco is going to Hogwarts, have he bought all his things?"

Charlie's words interrupted Narcissa who was staring at the fireplace and thinking.

Narcissa thought for a while and said

"We prepared a few robes and wands for him. The remaining books or other things, because we need the list from Hogwarts, so we haven't bought them yet."

Charlie understood and nodded.

"Maybe wait a while, if Draco has nothing else to do, I can take him to play... teach him a few simple little magic tricks, and help him get used to his wand by the way."

As soon as these words came out, Draco's eyes lit up when he had been watching the milk for a while and refused to open his mouth.

He immediately turned his head away and nodded desperately to show that he strongly agreed with what his uncle said.

Immediately afterwards, he hurriedly turned his head and looked at his mother, with a bit of pleading in his eyes.

Narcissa laughed, without the slightest hesitation, she nodded in agreement.

"Of course that's the best. Lucius and I originally planned to let him learn a few magics before entering Hogwarts. Since you are willing to guide Draco yourself, I think it must be better than me and Lucius. Lucius did better."

Hearing this, the excitement and joy in Draco's heart suddenly reached an indescribable level.

If it wasn't for his mother still looking at him at this moment, Draco would definitely not be able to help but jump up.

"but……"

However, before Narcissa finished speaking, she paused and continued
"Draco, you'd better drink the milk quickly so you can get your wand and go out with your uncle."

Immediately, the little face that was originally brimming with joy froze... and then slowly turned to sadness.

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As a young wizard who has not yet learned magic, out of the most basic safety considerations, Narcissa kept the wand in her own hands after she bought it, and did not choose to hand it over to Draco for safekeeping.

At this moment, seeing Draco, who was going to die generously and decisively, drank all the milk in the glass quickly, Narcissa nodded, got up and walked to the second floor to get Draco's wand.

"vomit……"

Seeing Narcissa's leaving back, Draco finally couldn't bear it anymore, opened his mouth and retched, and even tears flowed out.

Charlie stretched out his hand sympathetically, and patted his back, hoping it would make him feel better.

"My mother... she burned the milk."

Draco turned his head, looked at Charlie who was full of sympathy, and said with tears in his eyes.

"It's okay...I can understand."

Charlie nodded approvingly, and then continued:
"Do you know why your dad walked so fast?"

When Draco heard this, he was taken aback for a moment, then looked at the place where his father had just placed, and asked subconsciously
"why?"

Charlie chuckled

"If my guess is correct, he must be enjoying breakfast after a cup of coffee in a nice restaurant by now."

Draco's eyes widened, and he turned his head in disbelief, looking at Charlie.

Soon, Narcissa returned, and brought a rectangular box with black leather outer material.

Charlie took the box, stroked the black leather, and asked in surprise before he opened it.
"Didn't you buy this at Ollivander's wand shop?"

"No."

Narcissa shook her head.

"For Draco's wand, Lucius and I found a German wand master, and spent quite a fortune in Galleons to customize this wand."

Listening to his mother's words, Draco couldn't help but raise his chin proudly.

It seemed to him that a custom-made wand from Germany must be much better than the "ordinary stuff" bought from Ollivander's wand shop.

"Okay..." Charlie was helpless, but didn't say much.

This is actually a very common situation in pure blood noble families.

They didn't really do it because the German master canemaker was better than Garrick Ollivander.

But to make a special distinction, in order to show their superiority as a pure blood family.

After all, they all go to the same school, wear the same school uniform, use the same books, and have the same teachers.

In this case, a group of pure-blooded nobles with extraordinary hearts.In addition to flaunting oneself in terms of strength, there is no doubt that it depends on the magic wand.

"What? You bought the wand at Ollivander? Tsk tsk tsk, it really is an ordinary wizard."

"Look at me, as a pure-blood wizard, even the wand must be custom-made from Germany, this is called authentic~"

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Charlie carefully opened the long box, revealing the wand lying quietly on the red velvet inside.

It was a brown-purple wand, about ten inches long.

Charlie took it out, put it in front of his eyes, and carefully observed the wood grain on it.

And the itchy Draco also raised his head, his eyes wide open, waiting for his uncle's evaluation of this wand.

It's hawthorn...

Feeling the texture on it, Charlie quickly determined its material.

As for the inner core, Charlie, who is not a professional, naturally has no way of knowing.

It can only be confirmed after the magic is actually cast.

But in any case, this wand can indeed be counted as a pretty good wand.

After waving it twice, along with the spell Charlie muttered, a faint white light burst out from the top of the wand, shining brightly.

"Oh oh oh!!"

Draco was taken aback by Charlie's action, seeing his uncle really waving his wand in front of him chicly, his eyes immediately shone with light.

But in fact it was just an illuminating spell...

Charlie didn't want to use any offensive spells indoors, he just wanted to test what the inner core of this wand was made of.

Of course, now he was sure—it was a tuft of unicorn hair.

Interestingly, using unicorn hair as the inner core is also Garrick Ollivander's forte.

Suddenly, Charlie's movements froze, as if he had thought of a possibility, and suddenly, the expression on his face became weird.

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