Harry Potter: Charlie's Candy Factory

Chapter 83 Night, with Severus, and Flame Whiskey (4500+ two-in-one chapter)

When he returned to the room, Charlie immediately took off the light green cloak he was wearing, and hung it on the hanger beside the wooden door.

Then he stretched his waist, and the expression on his face slowly relaxed, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth for no reason, and he seemed to be in a good mood.

From the beginning to the end, he didn't think about what happened in the corridor outside the door just now, nor was he like Quirrell and Voldemort, panic, fear after thinking, and complicated in his heart.

In fact, to be honest, at the very beginning, Quirrell and the unresurrected Voldemort behind his head were never on his list of "people to contact when returning to Hogwarts".

If it wasn't in the auditorium, Quirrell didn't know the heights of the heavens and the earth, and when he lost his mind and wanted to blackmail himself, Charlie wouldn't even talk to them.

But from a side point of view, to some extent, this incident can be said to be a good proof that I have been running a candy factory for so many years and went ashore in vain.

After all, even his own enemies thought he was just a helpless candy factory owner... let alone those ordinary wizards who had never even seen his face and only heard about Charlie Black's so-called stories up.

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At this moment, Charlie had already taken off the exquisite dress that he had put on, as well as the pile of complicated accessories.

He only wore a simple white shirt, and unbuttoned the top two buttons of the shirt for comfort.

The temperament of the whole person has also changed completely, from the original noble and confident to gentle and lazy.

He was sitting on a chair in the room, leaning on the table with his elbows, quietly waiting for something.

With half-closed eyes, he looked vaguely at the faint traces of time on the table in front of him who didn't know how many years old it was.

His fingers slowly slid along the wood grain on the desk, and from time to time he could feel the bumps on the pads of his fingers, as well as the wax dripping from the candle on the table a long time ago, and now, it has been integrated with it.

Presumably, a previous professor once quietly lit a candle in this room, and by the faint candlelight, wrote something on it with a quill pen.After a long period of time, the handwriting penetrated the paper and was lightly printed on the wooden table, leaving a unique memory.

Finally, when Charlie's thoughts diverged so much that he was no longer attached to the wooden table in front of him, a knock on the door brought back his original wandering consciousness.

Charlie looked at the door, hearing the dull knocking sound, but his eyes lit up.

"coming…"

He stood up from his seat, walked briskly, and walked to the door in a few steps.

"squeak……"

The door was slowly opened by Charlie.Light shone from the crack in the door, illuminating the originally slightly quiet corridor in front of the door, and also illuminating the gloomy and calm Severus in black robe in front of his door as always.

Seeing the door of the room being opened, and the former best friend standing in front of him again, Severus felt a little dazed for a moment...

For a moment, he seemed to be back when he was in school again, back to the years when he was inseparable from Charlie and Lily.

It's just that his heart is always sober and terribly clear, knowing that that time will never come back.

This is like a scar engraved on the body... The scar may heal with time, but the ugly scar will always follow you, constantly reminding you why it appeared.

Even if it is decades later, when you touch it again, the same bone-piercing pain from back then will re-emerge in your mind...

And at this moment, Severus was touching that scar like this...

"I……"

Severus spoke.

His expression changed for a while, and finally turned into a look that even he couldn't tell. In his eyes, sorrow and joy went back and forth at the same time, and the corners of his mouth faintly brought up the muscles on his cheeks that had been stiff for an unknown amount of time, making a smile It looked more like crying.

Severus' already low voice became even hoarse, and he seemed to have a lot of things to say to Charlie.But something stuck in his throat again, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't utter another word.

For a moment, the two fell into a certain silence.

Distressed...

This was the first thought that rose in Charlie's mind when he saw him at this moment.He looked at the face that had changed so much from when he was young, and he could imagine what kind of twists and turns he had experienced in these years.

"Okay, don't say anything."

Charlie sighed, stepped aside with a smile familiar to Severus, waved to him in the room, and continued
"You have never been good at talking about these things before, come in, my dear half-blood prince, I have brought you something nice."

Hearing Charlie's words, Severus couldn't help being stunned for a moment, and soon, a smile that had never been seen before faintly appeared from the corner of his mouth.

He suppressed the complexity and anguish in his heart, nodded, and followed Charlie into his room.

When the door was closed, Severus finally regained his composure.

"do you know?"

he said

"I haven't heard anyone call me that since I graduated."

Severus had never told anyone about the name that had been written in the potions textbook during his second year of secondary school.

Only Charlie, after peeping it in his potions book, had been calling him by that name in private.

Although every time he provoked him, he almost exploded, but Charlie himself still enjoyed it and gradually developed a habit.

But now, when Severus heard the name from the other party again, his state of mind has changed greatly...

He took a deep breath, calmed down the great complexity and emotion in his heart, and continued
"Only you bastard, even after such a long time, can still find a way to make me angry in the first place."

Even though he said this, the expression on his face was not what he said, on the contrary, he stretched a lot, and there was a somewhat different look in his eyes.

Charlie smiled, and didn't expose him, and continued
"It's my honor..." After finishing speaking, Charlie paused, and then said, "Let's guess, what did I bring you?"

While talking, he pulled away the chair beside the desk, dragged it to the side of the bed, and sat down like that.

"Is it sugar, Charlie's chocolate or something?"

Severus raised his eyebrows, he didn't have any taboos, and sat down beside the bed skillfully, with a bit of inquiry in his eyes.

The ruby ​​on the ring flashed, and in an instant, two wine bottles tightly wrapped in crumpled kraft paper appeared in Charlie's hands.

"Fire Whiskey!?"

Severus' eyes flickered a little, he looked at the familiar package, and couldn't help but say

"You went to the Hog's Head before going back to Hogwarts?"

"Yes, I went to see Aberforth... and brought a couple of bottles along the way."

Charlie nodded with a smile, without denying it.

While speaking, he handed over the wine in his hand.

Snape reached out to grab the wine bottle, felt the crumpled touch on it, and laughed again for a while

"The Hog's Head hasn't changed its packaging in all these years...it's exactly the same as the one you sneaked out and brought back every night."

Severus tore off the brown paper wrapped around it, then skillfully picked up his wand and pointed it at the cork.

With a sound of "Peng", the tip of the wand flashed a faint light, and the cork was shot straight away, drawing an arc in the air, and then fell to the ground with a whirl with a "clang".

He pinched the neck of the bottle, carefully poked his head over, and sniffed lightly at the mouth of the bottle, feeling the pungent smell of strong wine and a few faint fruit fragrances coming from inside.

Without hesitation, Severus picked up the bottle and brought it to his lips, taking a sip like he did when he was a child.

I closed my eyes and felt the "boom" of the whiskey that exploded in my mouth. It was like a fire, irritating my entire throat. With this mouthful, the scorching feeling didn't dissipate, but became more intense. up.

Severus could even feel his flow, slowly down his throat, into the esophagus, and finally twisting and rushing into his stomach.

After a tumbling stomach, it finally calmed down.

"call………"

Breathing out a mouthful of turbid air, his whole body suddenly became warm.

"Actually...cough cough"

Severus was about to speak, but when he opened his mouth, he coughed again, choking on the smell of alcohol.

After a while, he slowed down again, and continued
"Actually, a few years ago, I also tried to go to the Pig's Head Bar and order a glass of Flame Whiskey..."

"How to say?"

Charlie also held the wine bottle, glanced at him, took a sip by himself, and then asked.

Severus shook his head regretfully.

"It's not that good... Maybe it's because I can never find that feeling when drinking alone. I left without even finishing a glass."

While speaking, Severus glanced at Charlie, licked his lips, put the mouth of the bottle into his mouth again, and took another gulp.

It's just that this time, he seemed to have gotten used to the churning taste of the flame whiskey, and behaved much more normally, and he didn't cough anymore.

Suddenly, he said abruptly

"I remember, I seemed to be sleeping that night... Then you called me up in the middle of the night, insisting on going to the restricted area to find some kind of magic spell principle."

"Correct."

Charlie simply pulled up his sleeves, revealing his strong but scarred forearm under the white shirt, then nodded and continued drinking.

Severus looked at Charlie's arm naturally, his lips trembled, but nothing came out of his mouth.

Turning his head to one side, he looked around the rest of the room as if casually.

Because he knew where these injuries came from... Maybe it was out of self-blame for his best friend, he was speechless to face the traces left by Charlie when he fought with those "colleagues".

But Charlie didn't pay much attention to it. He looked at the wine bottle in his hand and turned it around, as if he wanted to see what was going on above him.

he continued

"I remember, from that day on, I would bring a few bottles of this to the academy from time to time... some were given to Regulus, some were given to Dreyer...you seem to have brought a bottle for Lily. But most of them are for us to drink."

Having said this, Charlie couldn't help frowning, and looked suspiciously at Severus who was sitting on the edge of the bed

"Actually... I still haven't figured out what it means to give a little girl your fucking flame whiskey."

"..." Severus lowered his head, instead of looking at Charlie, he just took another sip of the wine in his hand.

After a long time, the strength of the wine seemed to come up, and he finally said in a voice that was even hoarse from the wine.
"You told me it was a good thing..."

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The two middle-aged men were talking like this, while drinking wine, making everything from the past ten years as an appetizer... quietly talking to each other.

In this room, there seems to be no concept of time.Except for the wine and friends in front of me, everything is meaningless... There are only two hearts that were originally separated by various reasons, but the distance is gradually being drawn in, the distance is eliminated, and the time has returned to the beginning. .

"correct……"

I don't know how much time has passed, but Severus' voice has become faintly muffled.

His eyes turned sideways, and he cast a glance at Charlie, who was lying on the bed casually in poor posture like himself, shook his head again, and sat up with barely enough support.

"Dumbledore said...you have seen that Lily's child before this?"

Listening to Severus' words, Charlie rubbed his sleepy eyes, then subconsciously shook the wine bottle in his hand—the wine bottle was completely empty.

Casually throwing the bottle aside, Charlie glanced at Severus who sat up again, nodded, then turned over, and sat up reluctantly.

"Harry..." Charlie rubbed his obviously swollen cheeks and said to himself

"Harry Potter...Although I hate his father, I have to admit that this kid is ten thousand times better than that bastard James Potter."

Severus nodded, closed his eyes, and continued to ask with some difficulty in his words

"How is he? . . . I mean, does he look like his mother?"

Hearing what Severus said, Charlie was taken aback for a moment, then grinned.

"Hahahahahaha..."

He laughed happily, and with a bit of inexplicable and drunkenness, he went back to the bed again.

"Anyway, he's here...will be your student...why don't you go and have a look?...I guess, I guess you didn't pay close attention to him at the dinner party."

"How to say?"

"His eyes are exactly the same as Lily's."

　Originally... In fact, I really want to separate this chapter.

　　But after thinking about it, I couldn't find where to divide it.

　　There is no other way, so I simply combined two chapters into one chapter.

　　(There is only one chapter today)

　　
　
(End of this chapter)