Harry Potter: Charlie's Candy Factory

41 Umbridge
"I... I understand!!!"

When it suddenly became clear, Draco's original depression and grievances disappeared in an instant.

As if he had regained his spirits, he pulled out the wand that Charlie had inserted back into his pocket, left the shade of the tree, and couldn't wait to return to the place where he had just practiced and continued to practice the spell.

I want to consolidate the knowledge I got from Charlie through my own practice in the first place, and make it completely my own.

"Transfiguration!!"

"Transfiguration!!"

.........

Not far away, Draco heard it again, endlessly.

Charlie stood where he was, looking at Draco's figure in that direction, with complicated eyes, as if he was thinking about something.

After a long time, he finally stopped looking.

He simply sat back under the shade of the tree, leaned against the thick tree, closed his eyes slightly, and took a long breath.

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

"Ding dong..."

At noon, as the clock in the center of the Ministry of Magic hall issued a low and extended chime, the Ministry of Magic officials who were still busy in various departments stopped their work in unison.

"Bye! Andrew..."

"See you this afternoon, Wes."

"Robert, don't forget to put the newly revised report on the integration and integration of Muggles and the British wizarding world in my office this afternoon, do you hear me clearly?"

"Yes, Minister Fudge"

.........

The sporadic sounds filled the slightly empty hall of the Ministry of Magic.

The same was true for Lucius. After nodding slightly to his colleagues, he put on his robe, picked up a few documents that needed simple processing, and walked towards the fireplace in the direction of the flow of people.

However, just as he was about to lift his foot to step into it, suddenly a somewhat boring voice came from behind, calling out his name.

"Malfoy—"

"Ok?"

Lucius, who had just raised his foot, stopped.

He frowned slightly, and subconsciously turned his head to look in the direction of the voice behind him.

I saw, among the crowded crowd, a particularly conspicuous pink figure was squeezing towards him at this moment, raising his arms and waving them from above his head.

She brutally used her short and fat body to push away the people standing in front of her one by one.There is no apology in the eyes at all, but a look that should be taken for granted.

As for the people pushed away by her, although they were angry, they had no choice but to suppress the fire again when they saw the flash of jumping color.

"Umbridge..." Lucius looked at the figure, moved his pursed lips, and silently pronounced her name.

His originally slightly frowned brows became even more furrowed at this moment, and even his eyes couldn't help revealing a trace of disgust.

However, as the opponent gradually approached, the furrowed brows and the disgust in his eyes disappeared instantly, and he returned to the same formula as usual.

"Hello, Director Umbridge."

Lucius turned around and stood still, facing Umbridge who had come before him, leaned forward slightly, and said hello to him.

Umbridge seemed to relish what she was called, and her mouth parted upward in an ugly grin.

"Hello, Malfoy."

She nodded a little proudly at Lucius, and replied in a more tired voice.

While talking, she twisted her neck which was covered by fat, and looked towards the clock in the middle of the hall.

"Time flies by at the Ministry of Magic... you know, it seems like every time I sit behind my desk, it's time to get off work again in the blink of an eye.

I once reflected with Minister Fudge that as an employee of the Ministry of Magic, we should have a stronger awareness of serving the entire magical world.

To this end, we should cancel, or shorten the noon break, so that we can work more efficiently. "

While speaking, Umbridge couldn't help but smacked his lips, and finally showed a rather regretful expression.

"Unfortunately, the benevolent Minister Fudge did not accept my suggestion."

"Sorry... Your Excellency, Director."

Lucius narrowed his eyes. Obviously, he didn't want to hear Umbridge describe his proposal and flatter Fudge.

For this reason, he specially added the title of "Your Excellency" after the word director, to imply that we are not that familiar.

"While I would love to have a deep and detailed discussion with you about the idea of ​​canceling or reducing the lunch break...but unfortunately, unfortunately, my wife's brother is visiting at my house at this time, and I need to go home to entertain He. So let's get to the main thing."

As soon as Lucius said "wife's younger brother", Umbridge's eyes lit up immediately, and that ugly smile became brighter, as if it was really like her private nickname "pink brother". Toad."

"exactly!!"

She hurriedly nodded excitedly, and took another two steps forward with her short legs.

"That's why I came to you."

"Oh?"

Lucius raised his brows and let out a long doubtful sound.But the meaning is naturally unclear.

"If I'm not mistaken...Malfoy, your wife's younger brother is probably Mr. Charlie Black!"

After Lucius heard Charlie's name, his vague thoughts were immediately confirmed.For a moment, he also understood the meaning of the other party.

He didn't hide anything, he simply nodded and admitted.

"Yes, it is indeed Charlie. In a few days, my son Draco will enter Hogwarts, and my wife invited him, hoping to come to Draco's entrance banquet, and come to Malfoy by the way Stay at the manor for a few days”

Speaking of this, Lucius subconsciously lifted his chin, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"After all, Charlie has been busy with work in his factory before, and he rarely has the opportunity to rest... Narcissa loves her brother very much, and she also wants to take this opportunity to let him take a few days off."

"That's right! That's right!"

Umbridge nodded quickly after listening to Lucius' words, looking deeply touched.

"Mr. Black is a busy man! He hardly puts down the work at hand. Minister Fudge has always wanted to have dinner with him, but every time it was because of something in the factory, Mr. Black and the Minister regretted missing it!"

Having said this, Umbridge paused, looked at Lucius and continued.

"Just now, Malfoy, you said that your son Draco Malfoy...has a school entrance feast in a few days, right?"

(End of this chapter)