Harry Potter: Charlie's Candy Factory

Chapter 52 The Dursley of the Three Views
The cake that Hagrid prepared was huge, several circles larger than normal cakes, and it was simply not something Harry could eat in a short time.

Ever since, Harry just picked up the table knife and cut a piece for himself symbolically, then put the rest aside.

I have to say that Hagrid's cake is very good, at least compared to its ordinary appearance, the taste is amazing.

Harry sat on the sofa next to Hagrid, eating the cake in his hand, turning his head from time to time, listening to Hagrid's stories.

"Hogwarts is the best wizarding school in the whole of Europe...no, the whole world."

Hagrid just leaned on the sofa, his eyes sparkled, and he was equally tolerant when talking about the glory of Hogwarts.He straightened up unconsciously.

He turned his head, suddenly seemed to remember something, smiled and said to Harry

"Your parents, James and Lily, graduated from Hogwarts! James is a very good student and has left a lot of achievements at Hogwarts. If you are assigned to go to Gryffindor As far as the academy is concerned, you can still see the glory he once received as a Seeker!"

Harry listened intently, stared at Hagrid with wide eyes for a moment, opened his mouth slightly, and forgot to eat the cake in his hand.

"So Mr. Black is also a Gryffindor?"

Like a ghost, he murmured to Hagrid.

"Mr. Black?" Hagrid frowned and scratched his head strangely.

"Which Black are you talking about, Sirius Black?"

"No"

Hearing the unfamiliar name, Harry shook his head decisively, and said seriously
"It's Mr. Charlie Black!"

"Charlie Black!?"

Hearing this name, Hagrid's voice subconsciously raised several decibels.

The rumbling sound startled Harry who was sitting next to him.

His eyes widened, his eyebrows raised, and he looked at Harry in disbelief.

"How do you know Charlie Black!?"

"Shouldn't I know?" Harry scratched his head, as if he didn't understand why Hagrid would react so strongly to a name.

"Of course!" Hagrid nodded resolutely, "You shouldn't know this name! At least...you shouldn't know that Charlie Black is a wizard before you go to school!!"

"Charlie Black is a wizard!?"

While the two were talking, Dursley, who had been forgotten for a long time, suddenly screamed out.

The beard growing under his nose trembled again and again, he hurriedly inserted into the conversation between the two, and asked

"The Charlie Black you are talking about... is the founder of Charlie's Candy Company!?"

Dudley, as an avid fan of Charlie's Chocolate, can almost be said to be the biggest consumer in the entire Privet Drive. As his father, Dursley will naturally not be unfamiliar with this name.

He had even seen the name in that issue of The Times he had subscribed to a month earlier.

Reporters in the newspaper at that time praised this outstanding and young entrepreneur and his candy as "the light of Britain"...

"Yes... that's right, it's him"

Hagrid turned his head away and glanced at Dursley who was squatting next to him. Although it was a little strange, but for the sake of the other party's honesty since he walked in, he was patient and nodded truthfully. replied.

For a moment, Dursley's face turned ugly.

With a "plop", the buttocks sat on the ground again.

Only this time, what was broken was not the vase, but his worldview of more than 30 years.

...how many wizards there are! ?If even such a famous entrepreneur is a wizard... then who else is?
Will the prime minister be?Will the ministers be! ?Or... what about the Queen! ?What if the queen was also a wizard! ! ! ? ?
It's over, this world is over, this world has been ruled by wizards.

Hagrid didn't pay much attention to Dursley's ugly face at this moment, because he was undoubtedly more concerned about the many details about Charlie Black listening to Harry.

Suddenly, Hagrid suddenly remembered what Harry had said to him just now.

He quickly turned his head and continued to ask Harry
"So...you just said that I "also" gave you a piece of cake, which means...has Charlie Black come over to give you a cake before me!?"

Harry thought for a while, then shook his head, "No, the cake wasn't from Mr. Charlie."

Hagrid was in a better mood, but before he could catch his breath, Harry's unfinished next sentence almost made his breath choke in his throat.

"Dobby gave me the cake."

"More than?"

Who is Dobby! ! ! ?

Hagrid choked suddenly, and couldn't help a growl in his heart.

"Dobby is a house-elf...well, he told me he was a servant of the Malfoy family."

Hagrid's heart is completely unstable at this moment... This is not the same as what Dumbledore told him when he came here! ?
He seemed to feel for the first time that even without drinking, his head was still in a mess.

Immediately sat there, after a long shutdown, Hagrid took a deep breath and muttered to himself

"It seems that things have become a little weird..."

His voice was showing a little fatigue at this moment, and he stood up while speaking.

"I think we should start as soon as possible and report these things to Principal Dumbledore."

Seeing the other party get up, Harry obediently stood up with him, obediently following beside him.

After hesitating for a while, he continued
"Actually, I also want to hear you tell me what Mr. Black is like in the academy."

"Um... this"

Hagrid paused, and looked back at Harry with some hesitation.

Logically speaking, Harry shouldn't have known these things, but when Hagrid lowered his head and met those flickering eyes, he was completely defeated.

"Although I really want to tell you about Charlie Black, unfortunately, I don't know him very well. I only know that he is not a very quiet student..."

While talking, he helplessly spread his hands and walked out the door.

"When you get to Hogwarts, you can ask Filch. He should be the faculty member who has the most contact with Charlie Black in the entire academy."

"Okay." Harry nodded ignorantly. Although Hagrid's answer did not satisfy him, he still decided to suppress the doubts in his heart.

Because he knew that after arriving at the magic school named Hogwarts, all questions would probably have answers.

"Can I go back to the house and pack my things before I leave?"

Harry looked at Hagrid, who was back on the motorcycle, and asked one last question.

　Coded out Chapter 2 while infusing fluid.

　　I'm afraid there will only be one chapter tomorrow, because there are too many things

　　But it doesn't matter, I will try my best to make up for it on Saturday and Sunday.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)