Harry Potter and the Candy Factory

Hearing Charlie's straightforward words without any concealment, the burly man named Katie finally changed his expression.

"Thump."

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The hookah was slowly placed on the old counter by him, making a muffled sound that wasn't very obvious. The original beaming smile also disappeared from his face, leaving only a few traces of forced meaning.

"This..." Katie frowned slightly, his voice hesitant, as if considering the gains and losses of this deal.

Charlie, however, was not in a hurry. Seeing that the other party still needed to think for a while, he simply turned his head again and looked at the bottles and jars that had been covered in dust for who knows how long. With a hint of curiosity in his eyes, he bent down and began to carefully identify the blurred labels on the jars, as if trying to find something interesting.

Thanks to the solid knowledge Charlie had accumulated in the restricted area during his time at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Charlie could recognize most of the things here.

It has to be said that some good magical ingredients can really be found in the seemingly ordinary bottles and jars.

Thinking so, he carefully pulled out a glass jar filled with murky green liquid from the bottom layer of the shelf.

Gently shaking the jar, one could vaguely see a shriveled horn with spiral patterns being soaked in the turbid liquid.

Charlie raised his eyebrows and wiped away the dirt on the glass jar's label, allowing him to see the text on it clearly.

Sure enough, as he expected. On the label, the words that looked like spiders crawling out were clearly marked as "Unicorn Horn."

"You even have this kind of thing?"

He couldn't help but turn his head, looked at Katie in front of the counter, shook the jar, and said with a hint of surprise in his tone.

"That's a private collection, not for sale, please put it back."

After a period of thinking, Katie finally seemed to have made some kind of decision.

The frown that had been furrowed relaxed a little, he sighed, and the expression on his face returned to the smile he had at the beginning.

"A wand that hasn't been registered with the Magical Congress, I do have."

Hearing these words, Charlie, who had been observing his surroundings, finally turned his attention back. He looked at Katie again, but didn't say anything, instead raised his chin, signaling the other party to continue.

"Five hundred Galleons!" Katie didn't waste any more words and directly stated a price. But after saying that, as if afraid that Charlie would be directly scared off by this shocking price, he quickly added:

"These five hundred Galleons are not just for buying the wand. Selling you the wand also comes with risks. If the Aurors from the Ministry of Magic come to investigate..." Katie didn't continue speaking here.

He chuckled twice and winked.

"You understand what I mean, right?"

"Of course."

Charlie spoke. He patted the dust that had just stained his clothes. He nodded very naturally, and his expression didn't change from beginning to end.

"I've heard of your reputation."

He paced slowly to the counter, and the ring on his finger suddenly flickered, sending a heavy money bag into his palm.

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"I believe these five hundred Galleons will be worth more than their value."

After saying that, Charlie casually threw out the money bag in his hand. Accompanied by a crisp sound of Galleons colliding with each other, it fell straight onto the old counter.

"I just like dealing with generous customers like you."

Katie was stunned at first, and then the smile on his face became even brighter.

"Don't worry, you won't be disappointed."

He continued, without further ado, bent down, and took out a wrinkled paper box from the drawer under the counter.

With a "whoosh!" sound, he blew away the floating dust covering it, opened the lid, and a crooked, unremarkable, even ugly wand appeared in front of the two.

"Come on, try your new wand!"

Katie enthusiastically pushed the box containing the wand forward.

However, looking at the wand in the box, Charlie couldn't help but purse his lips and frown. For him, who was born to love beautiful things, using such an ugly wand was obviously something his heart resisted.

But considering the current basic situation, after hesitating for a moment, he still reached out and picked up the wand and closed his eyes, beginning to try to establish a brief connection with it.

"Wait."

Suddenly, Charlie opened his eyes, the muscles on his face twitching slightly, looking at Katie, who had an innocent expression behind the counter, his expression became unsightly.

"For five hundred Galleons, I wouldn't even ask you for a wand core made of unicorn tail hair or dragon tendons, but you gave me one filled with Kelpie mane, even troll hair is a bit too much, right?"

"There's no way, you know how strict the Magical Congress is about this," Katie explained with a smirk, while quietly taking two steps back to prevent the man in front of him from throwing the wand on his face.

"..." Charlie didn't speak any further. After a long silence, he finally took the wand and turned to walk towards the exit.

Just as he was about to go out, Charlie stopped.

He turned his head slightly, looking at Katie behind him faintly.

"I hope your after-sales service really makes me feel like it's worth more than its value."

The Blind Pig, at this moment, is still as crowded as it is every night.

People from all walks of life mixed in this low and expensive bar, recklessly venting the pressure and desires in their hearts, and enjoying the long-lost joy and tenderness on the road to death.

The smoky, noisy bar gathers all kinds of people, whether they are fugitives with serious cases, merchants selling information, or even the remnants of the purges that have disappeared in recent years, they all mingle freely here.

According to the widely spread saying, "There are all kinds of people in the Blind Pig Bar, but you can't find a good person."

As the owner of the bar, the mixed-blood goblin Phineas slumped on a huge sofa, with a wild and unrestrained smile on his face. He took a deep puff of the cigar clamped between his fingers, and looked around, seemingly appreciating the "grand occasion" he had created.

Compared to his ancestor, Phineas was undoubtedly much more excellent. He had extraordinary cunning and ambition. After regaining the Blind Pig Bar several years ago, he began to use his connections and wealth to pave the way up and down, opening up various relationships. This allowed the Blind Pig Bar to remain unaffected even during the Magical Congress's strict sweeps. It truly became a three-no-go zone by default, which was more than a little stronger than the original Blind Pig Bar!

It's a pity that what Phineas didn't know was that the kingdom he had painstakingly built would be destroyed tonight.