Harry Potter: Charlie's Candy Factory

Chapter 31 Look at the table (Favorites and more!!!)

Only four words came out of my mouth, but in Draco's heart, waves were directly set off.

After Lucius returned the needle to his hand and Draco took it.

He paused, and couldn't help raising his head. It seemed that it was the first time in his life that he puffed up his chest and looked at his father...

"Thank you... thank you, Father."

He opened his mouth, and finally murmured a few words.

The voice was so low that even Narcissa, who was sitting on the sofa not far away and looking towards them, never heard it.

However, Charlie standing at the door couldn't help laughing...

Subconsciously touched his nose with his hands, leaned against the door and took a deep breath.

Lucius lowered his eyes, as if reacquainted with his son, he looked him up and down.

Only this time, facing Lucius' gaze, Draco looked extraordinarily calm.

He didn't lower his head, nor subconsciously backed away, but looked directly at Lucius with spirit in his eyes.

"Humph……"

After a while, Lucius looked away, snorted noncommittally, and then said slowly

"go to eat……"

Then, dinner begins...

Dinner is unavoidable, and it is still Narcissa's work... I can't say how unpalatable it is, after all, a simple fried steak and some mashed potatoes don't require good basic cooking skills.

But I have to say that Narcissa may be a different kind of genius...

Charlie looked at the colorful paste in the spoon and couldn't recognize what it was like mashed potatoes, his eyelids couldn't help but tremble.

He was sure...the other party must have added something strange to it.

At least definitely not green peppers, nor carrots.

The only thing Charlie could be sure of in this mashed potato dish was potatoes.

However, when he turned his head away, something surprised him.Draco, who was sitting next to him, was eating extraordinarily sweetly at the moment.

Draco put the mashed potatoes into his mouth one by one, and then cut the steak on the plate with a knife.

Although it may not be easy for an 11-year-old child to cut this kind of meat steak that can kill people, but he still held his breath, disassembled it little by little, and then swallowed it in big mouthfuls. It tastes very sweet.

Even Narcissa, who was sitting opposite, couldn't help being surprised when she saw this scene.

"Probably because I was too tired from practicing today..."

Charlie couldn't help thinking.

After looking at Draco for a while, he also returned his gaze to the food in front of him.

I don't know if it was influenced by Draco. Looking at these slightly weird food dishes at this moment, Charlie, who had no idea what to do, couldn't help feeling a little hungry.

So without hesitation, he also picked up the knife and fork in front of him and began to concentrate on filling his stomach.

Charlie enjoyed the meal very much.Even more enjoyable than the rich dinner when I just came here yesterday.

Not because of any food, but because of Draco and Lucius...

In this proud family who insisted too much on pure blood, he unexpectedly saw some things that were not pure blood... For Charlie, this was extremely interesting.

........................

Wait until dinner is over.

He didn't talk too much, and Charlie, who was a little tired, greeted the remaining three people, and then returned to his guest room.

He took off his clothes.This time, they didn't just throw them on the chair casually.

Instead, he hung the windbreaker back on the hanger, and the rest were neatly folded and placed flat on the stool.

Then he entered the shower room that came with the room on his own, and began to clean up before going to bed.

.........

"Huh la la..." The water flowed slowly from the copper faucet carved with relief on the bathtub.

After half of the bathtub was filled up and down, Charlie walked in slowly, then lay down carefully, put his arms on the edge, and exhaled deeply.

The rising water mist wets the hair, making the originally golden hair stick tightly to the head.

Charlie raised his head, quietly enjoying the process of the water enveloping his body, feeling the fatigue on his limbs gradually dissipating with the steaming heat, and then couldn't help closing his eyes...

However, while Charlie was taking a bath, a bright light suddenly flashed in his room!

Immediately afterwards, when the light dissipated, the house elf, who had always been thin, appeared in the center of the room with a hunched body.

It shrank its neck, looking a little scared, with those huge eyes, looking at everything in the room... After confirming that the owner of the room was not there at the moment, he couldn't help heaving a sigh of relief.

"Dobby didn't see Mr. Charlie... Dobby just showed up in Mr. Charlie's room."

The house elf, that is, Dobby, tilted his head and talked to himself.

The fingers of both hands were intertwined, proving that he was not calm and entangled at the moment.

"Dobby didn't disobey his master's orders... Dobby didn't disobey his master's orders..."

He muttered to himself over and over again, as if he was hypnotizing himself, even if his subconscious mind was very clear, the master would definitely not allow this kind of behavior.

"Dobby didn't meet Mr. Black, Dobby just... wrote a note!"

As he said that, Dobby lowered his head, and took out a notebook and a pen he didn't know where he got from the pillowcase wrapped around his body.

Then he hopped onto the seat Charlie used to put his clothes on, not caring that the folded clothes were crumpled all of a sudden.

Leaning on the table, pick up the pen and start writing and drawing.

"And then, Dobby's note..."

After finishing writing, Dobby decisively tore off the written note from the notebook while talking, and threw it lightly on the table.

"Accidentally dropped it...it fell on Mr. Black's desk!"

After saying this, the rambling words finally stopped.

He turned his head and glanced at the door of the bathroom... There was a kind of longing that shouldn't appear in his eyes.

Immediately afterwards, he shook his head, letting himself recover from this longing.

With a cruel heart, with a swish sound, the bright light disappeared into the room.

Not long after, Charlie, who was soaking in the bathtub, finally came out.

He unscrewed the door of the bathroom, wrapped in bursts of heat, and walked out while wiping his hair.

Charlie shook his hair, squinted his eyes, and was about to go to bed and have a good sleep when suddenly a voice came from nowhere.

"Look at the table!!"

　Now it is... the 26th on the list of newcomers and new books.

　　I will work harder to get more yards, and the old buddies are helping to vote for a top [-]! ! ! !
　　please please

　　


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