Harry Potter: Charlie's Candy Factory

Chapter 86
Charlie and Dumbledore didn't spend much time discussing the matter.

Dumbledore didn't have any reason to refuse the request made by Zha Suo... Even he himself felt that installing a few candy vending machines in Hogwarts seemed to be a good choice.

"I remember that there was no such thing in the magic world?"

After everything was negotiated, the atmosphere between the two gradually calmed down, turning into a happy scene again.

Dumbledore chatted with Charlie with a smile while opening the drawer and took out a few candies.

He first put a few in his mouth, then looked at Charlie, opened his palm, and motioned for the other to come too.

"Yes..." Charlie nodded, leaned forward, and politely chose a chocolate he liked from Dumbledore's palm and put it in his mouth.

Feeling the chocolate with a faint flavor of almond in his mouth gradually melting on his tongue, giving off a hint of bitterness and sweetness, Charlie's eyes couldn't help squinting in enjoyment, as if the hangover headache also followed this The chocolate disappeared without a trace.

Charlie shifted his position, then went on to say
"It's a product of the Muggle world, but I asked the R&D department in the factory to improve it to make it more suitable for the wizarding world."

"So... it's not just the violet candy that smells the wind that was first released at Hogwarts, but also the candy vending machine?"

Dumbledore raised his eyebrows, still looking a little surprised by Charlie's actions.So keep asking

"Of course!" Charlie nodded, and the smile on his face grew brighter.

"If it performs well at Hogwarts, then I plan to officially put it on the market."

As Charlie spoke, his eyes shone with a bit of confidence.He raised his hands slowly, and naturally began to tell Dumbledore about his future plans.

"At that time, not only Hogwarts... but also Diagon Alley, and even the Ministry of Magic will appear. It is simply placed in every corner, everywhere! As long as you want some candy , look around at will, and you can easily find its figure."

"Snapped!"

As Charlie said, his hands clapped together violently, making a crisp sound.

"I even thought about the slogan for that time - candy will always be by your side!"

Dumbledore's eyes widened a bit, and there was a bit of novelty and surprise in his eyes without any concealment.

It can be seen that Charlie's plan simply spoke to Dumbledore's heart.

Under the beard, his mouth moved, as if he really began to follow Charlie's thoughts, imagining that at some point in the future, no matter where he was, he could eat a few candies he liked at any time

"seriously……"

Dumbledore came back to his senses, and the expression on his face immediately became very happy. Looking at Charlie, he said sincerely
"That's a genius idea! Charlie, your ideas are always so unexpected and expected."

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At lunchtime, in the study canteen at Hogwarts.

Harry and Ron sat side by side on the bench in front of the dining table, eating today's food together.

"I can't believe it..."

Ron reluctantly swallowed the stuffed bread, and said vaguely to Harry

"Is that sorting hat broken!? How could it put you in Slytherin!!"

A look of disbelief appeared on Ron's face, then he stroked his shaggy red hair and turned to look at Harry, as if trying to see some approval in his eyes.

"........."

There was still helplessness in Harry's eyes, he could only put down the mashed potatoes he had just dug up, and comforted Ron

"It's really nothing, Ron."

Harry stretched out his hand, patted him on the shoulder, and continued to say softly

"You know, no matter where I go, it can't change the fact that we are friends. Besides..."

While talking, Harry seemed to think of something, and reached out his hand to take out the folded timetable from his new robe.

After carefully unfolding it, he held it in front of Ron and shook it.

"And...Although the colleges are different, our classes seem to be taught together."

Ron's eyes narrowed, and he stared carefully at the school schedule for a long time.After trying hard to swallow all the bread in his mouth, he finally pouted his mouth and said, "Okay."

It seems that this result is reluctantly accepted.

He also stirred the mashed potatoes in front of him and continued to eat lunch
"and many more!"

Suddenly, Ron remembered something again, and suddenly raised his head again, his eyes widened, and he looked straight at Harry again with a serious face.

"What... what?"

Harry was so suddenly startled that he almost threw the fork out of his hand.

He looked at Ron who was staring straight at him, couldn't help swallowing, shrank back, and asked in a low voice.

"Harry..."

Ron took a deep breath, and asked with a serious attitude that he had never had before.

"You won't be friends with Malfoy after you go to Slytherin, and then ignore me."

After saying this, it seemed that even he himself felt that the possibility was very high, and the expression on that little freckled face gradually changed from serious to unabashedly worried.

It seemed that the next second, Harry was going to throw the table over, and then took Draco's hand, and the two of them ran off into the distance together, leaving themselves standing in place, watching their backs Gradually disappeared, and shouted "No!!!!!!" with tears all over his face

Immediately, Ron shuddered, his face turned pale, and when he looked at Harry again, his eyes seemed to be looking at a scumbag who had been in chaos and abandoned.

"Huh..." Harry, who was taken aback, breathed a sigh of relief again, and gave Ron a blank look. It seemed that he was already a little speechless by his cranky head.

"How is it possible... Ron, you will always be my friend, don't worry."

"Really?" Ron listened to Harry's words, his eyes lit up again, and then tentatively confirmed again.

"Really!" Harry reconfirmed with the firmest tone.

"I'm relieved with your words!"

After getting a reply, Ron seemed to let go of some important matter, and his expression finally became happy again. It seemed that the person whose face was wrinkled just now was not him at all.

"Come on! You eat this!"

He hastily grabbed a chicken leg from his plate, regardless of whether Harry wanted to eat it or not, he stuffed it.

Then he buried his head down again, and gorged himself on the leftover food, as if it was a delicacy in front of him.

Harry looked at the chicken legs on the plate, then at Ron who was eating deliciously, and couldn't help laughing.

　The next chapter will be posted in the afternoon
　　
　
(End of this chapter)