Harry Potter: Charlie's Candy Factory

Chapter 85 Candy Vending Machine

Hearing this, even Dumbledore couldn't help being slightly stunned for a moment, and then he couldn't help laughing, his eyes bent into an arc, causing the wrinkles at the corners of the eyes to wrinkle together.

He understood that Charlie's words were teasing himself for using the name of Hogwarts instead of himself when sending letters to him...

Thinking of this, the playful Dumbledore also put on an innocent expression, spread his hands towards Charlie, and said

"It depends on you, whether the Charlie Black sitting in front of me is my student or a student of Hogwarts..."

As soon as these words came out, there was a bit of silence at first, and then the two of them couldn't help but burst out laughing together.

"Hahahahaha..."

Charlie on the high stool smiled while pinching his still swollen temples, and casually changed into a more comfortable position.

"Okay, okay...you tell me, principal."

Shaking his head helplessly, he was defeated and planned to bring the topic back on track.

"Violet sugar..."

Dumbledore also nodded, the smile on his face restrained a bit.

He stroked his thick beard, said, and opened his eyes again, staring at Charlie with some light.

"To be precise, it's the violet candy that smells the wind." Charlie interrupted Dumbledore's words, emphasizing the name of his soon-to-be main product.

After all, there are a lot of violet candies. To distinguish them from ordinary goods other than Charlie’s, you must make a due distinction in the name, give your name a strong emphasis, and let others, as long as they mention violet candy , the one that comes to mind must be Charlie's "Wind-smelling Violet Candy"

"Okay... the violet candy for Smelling the Wind." Dumbledore nodded, and another sip of black tea was slowly swallowed down his throat.

"Good name" he murmured to himself, then continued to ask
"About that special magic on that candy... I've never seen it in my life."

Having said that, Dumbledore's expression finally became serious.

He stared at Charlie, and his voice changed from the original calm to a little more serious.

"You may be about to change the world...at least, you've blazed a path that no one has ever blazed. Even with just one candy, you'll be remembered as my old friend, Nico Like Flamel, someone who can be recorded in the annals of magic."

"Thank you for your affirmation, my dear Headmaster Dumbledore...Compared with those so-called titles in the future, I care more about your praise and affirmation at this moment. You know, this has always been the driving force for my unremitting progress."

Charlie nodded reservedly, listening to Dumbledore's words, he didn't even show the slightest change in his eyes... Obviously, he must have thought of what Dumbledore said at this moment.

And in fact, what Charlie said at this moment, from some aspects, is not what the scene in front of him is.

As a qualified businessman, his first consideration is always profit.

Perhaps it is an extremely honorable thing to be a figure left in the history of magic.The meaning it represents can even make those ancestors of the Black family who knew about this matter happy to jump out of the cemetery again and have a tap dance on the spot.

But for Charlie, the benefit that this matter can bring is obviously not that great.

Because I have no way to cash it out.

Of course, maybe after a hundred years, one of his descendants can get some benefits to make a living because of this.But that's not what Charlie was thinking about!
He is now leading a factory of house elves. Although it seems to be incomparably beautiful, only he knows the hidden dangers and obstacles behind the beautiful scenery.

Maybe one day, the factory will be closed down by pure-blood nobles and a group of "Aurors" from the Ministry of Magic.

At that time, I can only be reduced to the miserable situation of returning to Hogwarts as a professor.How can there be time to take care of a trash dim sum offspring who doesn't even know him! ?

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

As his own student, Dumbledore could naturally understand what Charlie was thinking.

He sighed, pushed the black tea that he had almost drunk into the desk, then gave Charlie a weak look, and continued
"About your violets... oh, sorry, the wind-sniffing violets, do each of them have the same effect as the ones you gave Harry?"

Charlie thought for a while, and instead of lying to Dumbledore, he shook his head frankly and said
"No, after all, it is something made on the assembly line. In order to reduce its cost and the difficulty of mass production, and to preserve the most critical taste, the effect is about one-third of what it is now."

"certainly……"

Charlie hastily added

"In the future, if there is a special need, I will actually consider launching a separate "boutique special" violet candy that smells the wind."

"One-third..." Dumbledore muttered, his eyelids drooped, thinking about something in his heart.

After a while, he looked at Charlie again, and nodded as if he had made some kind of decision.

"When do you plan to officially release it?" Dumbledore then asked
"It's about a week before Halloween, and I'm going to put up a really big ad."

Charlie responded fluently, but he couldn't help thinking: Calling Fudge to advertise, probably can be regarded as extremely grand.

"I thought, is it possible..."

Dumbledore's body subconsciously leaned forward a little, with a serious look in his eyes, he continued

"Smell the wind's violet candy, can it be supplied to Hogwarts in advance?"

He then explained the reasons for his thoughts.

"I can feel that after eating it, the spirit will be improved to a certain extent in a short period of time, and even the feeling of casting spells will be different... Although it has been reduced to one-third, it is still very suitable It is used as a teaching tool to assist in learning and feeling the magic."

Speaking of this, Dumbledore couldn't help but pause. He looked at Charlie who was sitting across from him thinking about something, and thoughtfully gave him some time before continuing to add the following sentence.

"I think with it, the time spent by the little wizards on their studies will also be able to reap higher benefits."

Charlie's head, which was still muddled, instantly sobered up because of Dumbledore's words.

He lowered his head and began to constantly calculate the gains and losses.

And Dumbledore was not in a hurry, and waited patiently for Charlie's answer.

Finally, after thinking for a long time, Charlie raised his head again.

The smile on his face was even more permeable, he nodded, and some kind of light shone in his eyes.

"Of course... However, I have some additional conditions."

Dumbledore raised an eyebrow
"what?"

"I'm going to install some candy vending machines at Hogwarts!"

(End of this chapter)