Harry Potter: Charlie's Candy Factory

Chapter 244 Charlie, What Do You Think?
In the fireplace that has gone through many years, the dry firewood is making a "crackling" sound from time to time as the flame burns.

While talking, Nicole Flamel sat back on his sofa, raised his arms, and waved casually to another sofa not far away.

But this extremely simple action seemed to trigger some sophisticated and unknown mechanism. In the next second, the sofa seemed to be alive, and the four small and flexible wooden sofa legs were cheerful. It danced towards the position next to Nicole Flamel, knocked lightly on the floor, and a crisp rhythm like a tap dance sounded.

"Ok."

Charlie didn't refuse anything. Seeing that the sofa was not moving, he nodded, walked to Nicole Flamel's side, and sat down slowly.

He was too thin... This was the first thought that popped into Charlie's mind when he saw him clearly at close range.The cheekbones are slightly raised, but when it reaches the cheekbones, there is no sensuality at all.The two borders were deeply sunken, making the already deep eyes even more difficult to see through.

The forearm exposed outside the sleeve is less than half the thickness of his own, and the white skin seems to be transparent, and he can vaguely see the movement of every vein, artery and blood vessel...

"Cough cough..."

It wasn't until the owner of the house coughed twice, seemingly unintentionally, that Charlie was brought back to reality from this brief trance.

Charlie blinked twice suddenly, seeing that Nicole Flamel was still looking at him with a smile and didn't say anything, then he suddenly remembered the purpose of his coming here, hurriedly put his hand in his pocket, and took out the Philosopher's Stone again He took it out and respectfully handed it to the old man in front of him.

"Master Nicole Flamel... this is what Principal Dumbledore asked me to bring to you, please accept it."

"OK, thanks."

Nodding his head, Nicole Flamel thanked him, slowly raised his bone-like arm, and gently picked up the Philosopher's Stone from Charlie's hand.

Just this action made Charlie feel a little nervous, as if he was afraid that the other party would not be able to hold the weight of the stone and would be sprained due to it.

But it turns out that Charlie was overthinking. Although he looks weak, in fact, Nicole Flamel, who has been taking the elixir, is even stronger than some 50-year-old Muggles in terms of physical fitness...

After receiving the Philosopher's Stone from Charlie, Nicole Flamel's expression didn't change much. After just looking at it, he calmly put it on the coffee table together with the kraft paper wrapped on it. .Immediately, his eyes stopped paying attention to anything but continued to fall on Charlie.

The coffee table that had just settled down saw the owner put things back on again. The four legs were just about to start working, but Nicole Flamel reached out and patted him gently on the top of the coffee table. Then he became honest again in an instant, and changed back to that ordinary coffee table, calmly and calmly no longer making the slightest move, as if everything was just an accidental hallucination of Charlie.

"Does it have a life of its own?" Charlie opened his eyes slightly, and asked in a low voice, while looking up and down the coffee table in front of him, as if he wanted to confirm where the other party's alchemy symbols were engraved.

"No, it's just that some modifications have been made on the magic pattern to make its operating principle look smoother, but in fact it still hasn't reached the state that a creature should have."

Nicole Flamel waved his hand, and answered Charlie's question lightly, but the technique contained in the words was enough to make 90.00% of the alchemists in the world feel ashamed.

Speaking of this, he seemed to be somewhat interested in this subject, so he continued to unhurriedly extended the narrative, "However, if alchemy reaches a certain level, it is not impossible to create creatures. about..."

Just when Nicole Flamel was about to continue to say something, a sound of footsteps from below interrupted Nicole Flamel's words.The two turned their gazes at the same time and looked towards the stairs, only to see Perenal walking up with a smile on a delicate tray holding a teapot and cups.

"Nico, your tea is ready..."

While talking, Perenal walked unhurriedly to the two of them, and placed a beautiful white porcelain teapot with a big belly and two small porcelain cups with patterns on the coffee table.

"Thanks, dear."

Looking at his wife, Nicole Flamel's originally deep eyes finally showed light, and his smile became brighter than before.

As for Perenal, he also responded with a kind smile.

"I won't bother you anymore, you two talk slowly."

After finishing speaking, Perenal paced down the stairs again, and handed over the quiet atmosphere to Charlie and Nicole Flamel.

The tea of ​​Little Daisy is gently swaying in the beautiful pot-bellied white porcelain teapot, and spits out a faint fragrance from the spout, even if it is just a simple smell, it can give people a refreshing feeling .

Niko was skillful, and waved with a smile, and the two small porcelain cups and the teapot started to move by themselves, just like the clips that often appear in Disney animations, the movements are still smooth and full of vitality, as if Like real living creatures.

After the two cups of daisy tea cups were filled and flew into their respective hands, Nicole lowered his head and took a sip of the fragrant scented tea, and continued

"In legend...the first house-elves were tools made by alchemists, just like this tea table, or the teacup in your hand and the teapot on the tea table. However, their continuous improvement and transformation of tools , continued to deepen and sublimate, causing the house elves, which should have been used as tools, to give birth to their own consciousness, with hearts, emotions, emotions, sorrows and joys..."

His drooping eyelids lifted up slightly, and he glanced at Charlie intentionally or unintentionally.

"They have gained the same status as other life in the definition of nature, able to survive, reproduce, and use unique magic."

After finishing speaking, Nico put down the teacup in his hand, raised his head, and looked at Charlie again with those eyes full of wisdom and profoundness, and asked word by word
"As for their identities, are they tools, friends, or something else...Charlie, what do you think?"

Obviously, on the issue of Charlie, Principal Dumbledore really talked a lot with Nicole Flamel, so that a question that the other party seemed to ask casually could be like a sharp knife with a tricky angle, directly Gogo stabbed at Charlie's life gate.

(End of this chapter)