Harry Potter: Charlie's Candy Factory

Chapter 4 Isn't it Potter? !

"Come on, boy."

Inside the trash can, Harry listened to the warm voices outside.Immediately afterwards, a strong and warm palm firmly held his outstretched hand.

Before he could think about anything, Harry felt the strong arm of the other party, lifted him up easily, and pulled him into mid-air.

"Wow!"

Caught off guard, Harry was taken aback.

Holding Charlie's hand was also subconsciously harder.

Finally, Harry was put back on the ground.He twisted his waist vigorously and moved his limbs, which gradually relieved the numb buttocks a lot.

"call……"

Harry breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help but think of
It seems that I have good luck today, if I go back now, I will at most be humiliated by the Dursleys.At least I won't have to eat Dudley's leftover cookies...

You know, those biscuits have become a little limp since they were thrown away by Dudley... even a little green hair grew on the edges.

If he wasn't really hungry, he would definitely not want to take this kind of thing as his dinner.

"Thank you, sir, if it weren't for your help this time, I don't know how long I'll be stuck inside."

Harry raised his head, looking at the tall and straight handsome man in front of him, his eyes couldn't help but be a little surprised.Then, while speaking, he bowed sincerely to the other party to express his gratitude.

Charlie looked at Harry's thin figure without speaking, but his eyes were extremely complicated.

Messy hair, broken glasses, dirty and obviously ill-fitting clothes...and, those unique green eyes.

At this moment, Charlie's mood is complicated.

More than 20 years have passed... After such a long time, he has forgotten most of everything in the original book, and can only vaguely remember some details.

But the child in front of him... was firmly engraved in his mind, and became his obsession for a long time.

Now, when he really stood in front of him, and the image gradually coincided with the description in his memory, he couldn't help being a little dazed, and he felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.

And this scene was completely taken into the eyes of Russell.

Russell's eye sockets couldn't help getting a little moist.

For his master, Russell can be very proud to say that he is the house elf who knows him best in the world.

But it was the first time he saw such undisguised emotion in Charlie's eyes.

Looking at the master who showed his true feelings, Russell carefully stepped back slowly.I want to give the two of them a chance to be alone.

But at this moment, Harry was in a different mood.

Looking at the man in front of him who was looking at him with complicated eyes, without speaking for a long time, and then at the housekeeper who retreated with tears behind him, for a moment, his heart couldn't help but "plop" violently.

An idea that had never been thought of before quietly appeared in his mind at this moment.

Even though he tried his best to stop his thoughts from rushing in that direction, he couldn't help but think a lot when he saw what was happening at this moment.

Harry took two steps back subconsciously, his butt that was still sore and numb was no longer important.

He raised his head, looked at the man in front of him, and asked cautiously and sensitively
"First, sir? . . . Is there anything else you can do?"

Harry's voice pulled Charlie out of his trance, and his eyes gradually softened.

He couldn't help stretching out his hand, wanting to stroke the other person's hair.

But what he didn't expect was that just as he stretched out his hand, Harry in front of him quickly took two steps back like a startled little rabbit.

Then it was still the same as before, with a pair of green eyes staring at him closely, not knowing what he was thinking.

Charlie's hand was hanging in the air, and after a second or two of freezing, he still chose to withdraw it silently.

Maybe the kid doesn't like being too close to strangers.

Thinking of this, Charlie chose another way.

He slowly squatted down, so that his eyes could be kept at a parallel level with Harry.

Then try to make your tone softer and say
"Sorry Harry, don't be afraid...I'm not a bad person...just too happy."

With that said, Charlie took a deep breath and said sincerely
"You probably won't understand...I've been waiting a long time for this day."

After speaking, he opened his arms and stretched out his palms forward, wanting to express himself without any danger.

"How do you know my name is Harry..."

Hearing the sudden question, Charlie froze, and for a moment really didn't know how to answer Harry's question.

How did he know?I saw it in the book!

"Um, I..." Just as he was trying to find a reason for his words.

In Harry's eyes, all the answers have all converged towards the idea in his heart...

Harry pursed his lips, looked at the man in front of him, and listened to what he said, all the grievances he had suffered from childhood to adulthood surged in his heart.

In the eye sockets, the big tears could no longer be stopped, flowing down the cheeks drop by drop.

At this moment, Harry couldn't care less about anything else. Looking at the man in front of him, he didn't want to say anything else, so he plunged into his arms directly.

"father!"

Charlie froze when he yelled "Dad".

In an instant he knew that Harry had misunderstood something.

However, listening to the sobs in his arms, feeling the pair of little hands that tightly hugged him and not wanting to let go, looking at the shoulders that couldn't stop twitching.

At such a moment, he could not pull the poor child away.

He knew all the pain the boy had been through, the mistreatment he had received from the Dursleys all the way up.

He knew that it was impossible for such a young child not to miss his family.

Especially when other people's children can have someone to rely on when they are bullied, but he can only hide in the storage room by himself.

So even if it's only a few minutes...at least let him vent...

Thinking of this, Charlie sighed.

Then, the arms that were still frozen in the air moved.

Silently hugging Harry in his arms, stroking his curly and messy hair, listening to his sobbing, letting tears wet his clothes.

"Oh my God."

Seeing this scene, Russell finally couldn't bear it anymore.

Wiping away the tears from his eyes, he smiled happily.

"This really touched Russell... Master Charlie found his child... The Black family has a new blood!!"

"Ok?"

Hearing this, Harry Potter, who had been venting his grievances over the years in "Dad"'s arms, stopped crying immediately.

Black?Shouldn't it be Potter! ?

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