Harry Potter: Charlie's Candy Factory

Chapter 72
But this kind of memory didn't last too long... because soon, they passed through the dense raindrops and drove into Hogwarts.

The motorcycle swooped down vertically from mid-air, and then landed firmly on the ground.

"Well……"

Hagrid supported the motorcycle with his feet, but he didn't get off it immediately.

He took off the goggles, shook his damp hair, and then turned to look at Charlie behind him.

Seeing that the other party still looked calm, not to mention the clothes, and even the hairstyle on the head was not messy at all, he couldn't help raising his eyebrows, and asked casually with a bit of surprise
"What is this, a new look?"

"Almost..." Charlie nodded, without hiding from Hagrid, simply replied
"It's a spell that I created myself before... It's similar to the combination of a new look and armor protection. It doesn't have any defensive effect, but it can add a layer of simple magic power around the body to avoid getting stained. dirty stuff."

"Sounds very practical."

Hagrid skillfully kicked off the bracket of the motorcycle, and then unabashedly praised

"What's it called?" Hagrid thought about it again, then asked
"I call him Unstained..."

After the motorcycle came to a complete stop, Charlie raised his legs and continued talking to Hagrid while slumping down from above.

"Why, are you interested?"

Hagrid also got off the motorcycle, and while leading Charlie towards the auditorium, he nodded frankly and explained
"I got some recently, uh..." Hagrid said, pausing and scratching his head with his hand.

"...little thing!" he continued
"A group of cute little things, but it's just too annoying. Sometimes they will spit a green slime at you...you know, that kind of thing is very difficult to clean, every time I help them change the thatch in the nest You have to be careful, careful, and careful all the time. Because as long as it gets rubbed accidentally, the clothes will never be washed clean again."

Having said this, Hagrid, who was leading Charlie in front, couldn't help slowing down, looking at Charlie beside him, his eyes full of expectation
"Do you think that the clean body can help me?"

"It shouldn't be a problem..." Hearing Hagrid's words, Charlie couldn't help but feel a little ashamed. He smiled, but he couldn't help but wonder what that "cute" Hagrid said was.

"This spell is not very difficult... It is even simpler than armor protection. Find me a piece of paper later, and I can write it to you."

Hearing Charlie's words, Hagrid couldn't help opening his mouth, as if he wanted to tell the other party... In fact, armor protection is not a very simple spell.

But before he could speak more, a familiar female voice mixed with a bit of joy suddenly entered the ears of the two of them from a corner not far away.

"Is that you, Charlie?"

The two followed the sound and saw Professor McGonagall walking slowly from not far away.

"Professor McGonagall!"

A look of surprise appeared on Charlie's face. Looking at Mag who was coming, he hurried forward a few steps and reached in front of the other party first.

"Look at you, my best student ever..."

Professor McGonagall looked at the [-]-year-old student in front of him, and couldn't help showing a bit of pity on his usually serious face.The corner of her mouth raised a smile admiring the younger generation... She reached out her hand, as if it was more than ten years ago, and gently patted his shoulder.

"How about your Transfiguration Charm?" Professor McGonagall continued to ask. "I hope that after all these years, you haven't slack off practicing it for any other reason."

Listening to Professor McGonagall's voice, recalling her earnest teachings when she was a student, I couldn't help feeling warm in my heart, and said
"Don't worry, professor. I have never forgotten your teachings... I even wrote down every word you told me in my notebook."

Speaking of the notebook, Charlie's eyes lit up, thinking of something, a smile couldn't help but rise from the corner of his mouth.

"Professor... Among the freshmen this year, there may be children who surprise you."

"Surprised me...?" Mag frowned, as if surprised by Charlie's words.She looked at Charlie with a sure face in front of her, and she couldn't help feeling a little curious.

So following Charlie's words, he continued to ask

"Who is he?"

"My nephew!" Charlie raised his head slightly happily, like a parent showing off his outstanding child, his puffed chest was even more confident at this moment. "Draco Malfoy."

Hearing the name, Mag couldn't help but frowned slightly.

"The Malfoys?"

"Trust me, Professor." Charlie nodded earnestly, as if he had expected McGonagall's reaction when he heard the name.

"He is a different Malfoy...a Malfoy who still has infinite possibilities and has not been fully shaped..."

"All right……"

Mag listened to Charlie's words, although he still had doubts in his heart, he still chose to believe it for the time being.She nodded and continued

"But you know, I never give special treatment to students."

"Of course!" Charlie nodded quickly and continued
"No need for special preferential treatment!" As he said that, Charlie specially emphasized the word "preferential treatment".

"Because he is very talented, so I feel that if he is allowed to learn the most basic lessons like other little wizards, I am afraid it will not help him..."

Hearing this, Mag suddenly felt interesting, so he continued to ask

"Then what do you want me to do?"

"Leave him more homework - assign more difficult tasks, try to let him experience the feeling I had when I took the NEWT (advanced wizard level test)!"

"you……"

Finally, McGonagall's expression couldn't hold back anymore. She looked at Charlie suspiciously, and couldn't help but ask, "Charlie, tell me the truth, what's wrong with you and the Malfoy family?"

Charlie shook his head, and was about to explain something to Professor McGonagall when, suddenly, Hagrid, who had been perfectly ignored by the two of them like an air background board, couldn't hold back and interrupted their conversation.

"Cough..." He coughed twice, looked at Charlie first, and then set his eyes on Mag

"I don't intend to interrupt your conversation, Professor McGonagall...but it's almost time for the opening ceremony..."

As he spoke, he tentatively pointed in the direction of the Hogwarts auditorium, and asked in a low voice
"Isn't it...should we go there first?"

(End of this chapter)