READ NOVEL ONLINE Chapter 33: Chapter 33: The Magic Forge of Willy Wonka
After the intense duel with Tom Riddle, Alex knew he needed to prepare for the inevitable rematch. Voldemort's dark magic had grown formidable, and Alex's arsenal, while vast, lacked something truly innovative—something eccentric and indestructible.
That's when he thought of Willy Wonka.
The famed chocolatier and inventor wasn't just a master of confectionery. Rumour had it that Wonka had dabbled in magic, crafting machinery and creations that defied the laws of nature. Alex reached out to Charlie Bucket, who had inherited the factory after his fateful golden ticket adventure, to arrange a meeting.
The gates of Willy Wonka's Chocolate Factory loomed before Alex and Charlie, their intricate gold filigree glowing under the morning sun. The air was sweet with the scent of chocolate and caramel, and the distant sound of whimsical music drifted through the air.
"I'm not sure how much help Mr. Wonka will be," Charlie admitted as they approached the entrance. "He's... eccentric."
"Eccentric is exactly what I need," Alex replied, his eyes gleaming with determination.
The gates swung open with a creak, and a parade of Oompa-Loompas greeted them, their vibrant uniforms glinting as they led the way into the factory.
The Chocolate Room was as magical as Alex had imagined. Rivers of molten chocolate flowed through the room, while candy trees swayed in a gentle breeze. At the center of it all stood Willy Wonka, clad in his iconic purple coat and top hat, leaning on a cane made of pure sugar.
"Ah, Alex! Charlie!" Wonka greeted them with a flourish. "Welcome to my humble abode! Or should I say, my sweet sanctuary?"
Alex bowed slightly. "Thank you for seeing me, Mr. Wonka. I've heard tales of your inventions, and I was hoping you could help me with a very special project."
Wonka's eyes sparkled with curiosity. "Special project, you say? I do love a challenge. Tell me more!"
Alex explained his request: a suit of armor—or a golem—crafted with magic-infused materials that could withstand even the strongest spells and attacks.
Wonka tapped his chin thoughtfully. "Armor, you say? Oh, I don't typically dabble in that sort of thing. But... a magic automaton? Now that sounds like fun!" He spun on his heel, gesturing for them to follow.
They passed through corridors filled with fantastical machinery: candy-shaping contraptions, fizzy lifting drink dispensers, and even a machine that appeared to knit lollipops. Finally, they arrived at a workshop unlike any other.
The workshop was a blend of whimsy and genius. Tools made of sugar glass sparkled on the walls, while cauldrons bubbled with enchanted chocolate. In the center of the room was an enormous forge, its flames flickering with an otherworldly blue hue.
"This," Wonka declared, "is where the magic happens."
The Oompa-Loompas scurried about, preparing materials under Wonka's direction. He pulled out a massive blueprint, unrolling it across a workbench. The design was for a humanoid golem, its sleek body composed of what looked like a blend of enchanted caramel and diamond-hard sugar.
"I call it the ChocoTitan 5000," Wonka said with a grin.
Charlie raised an eyebrow. "It's made of candy?"
"Not just candy!" Wonka replied, affronted. "This is no ordinary confection. This is my patented Everlasting Enchanted Sugarsteel™. Harder than diamond, more flexible than rubber, and completely impervious to magical attacks."
Alex examined the blueprint. "Impressive. But it needs to be able to channel magic as well as resist it."
Wonka's grin widened. "Oh, don't you worry about that. I've got a secret ingredient." He reached into his pocket and pulled out a glowing vial of shimmering liquid. "Liquid Stardust. A little sprinkle of this, and your golem will be the strongest magical construct in existence."
The construction process was nothing short of extraordinary. Alex worked alongside Wonka and the Oompa-Loompas, weaving spells into the sugarsteel while Wonka added his whimsical touches. The golem began to take shape: a towering figure with a sleek, polished surface that shimmered with rainbow hues under the light.
Wonka insisted on adding a few "enhancements," including a built-in candy dispenser ("For morale!") and a music box that played motivational tunes.
Finally, after hours of work, the ChocoTitan 5000 stood complete. It was a masterpiece—elegant yet imposing, with an aura of indestructibility.
"Go on," Wonka urged. "Give it a test run!"
Alex stepped forward, placing his hand on the golem's chest. With a surge of magic, the golem sprang to life, its eyes glowing with golden light. It moved with surprising grace, its limbs whirring softly as it took a defensive stance.
Alex summoned a spell, launching a bolt of energy at the golem. The ChocoTitan absorbed the attack effortlessly, its surface glowing briefly before returning to normal.
"Incredible," Alex said, genuinely impressed.
Wonka beamed. "I told you it would be perfect! And just wait—there's a self-repair function built in. If it ever takes damage, it can regenerate using the ambient magic around it."
As Alex prepared to leave, he turned to Wonka with a grateful smile. "Thank you, Mr. Wonka. This creation will be invaluable in the fight to come."
Wonka tipped his hat. "Just remember, Alex: even the strongest armor is nothing without the will to fight. And if you ever need a refill on the candy dispenser, you know where to find me."
With that, Alex and Charlie departed the factory, the ChocoTitan 5000 following close behind.
As they walked into the sunset, Alex couldn't help but feel a renewed sense of hope. With the ChocoTitan by his side, he was ready for whatever Voldemort—and the world—might throw at him next.