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The tension at the gate was palpable as Viktor approached, his face contorted with anger. Bogdan trailed behind him, his expression a mix of concern and helplessness. As soon as Viktor laid eyes on Charlie, he erupted.

"You are fired!" Viktor screamed, his voice echoing across the Reserve. "I warned you, and now you’re out!" Charlie stood his ground, a calm smile playing on his lips. He knew provoking Viktor would only make the man angrier, but he had a plan. Beside him, Harry shifted uncomfortably, understanding the necessity but disliking the strategy.

"Viktor," Charlie said smoothly, "before you go through with this, there's something you should know." Viktor's eyes narrowed, his fists clenched at his sides.

"I don't care what you have to say, Weasley. You're done here." Harry stepped forward, holding up the small vial containing the precious phoenix feathers.

"We have the missing ingredient for the antidote," he said, his voice steady. "Phoenix feathers. With these, we can finally neutralize the love potion and save the dragons." Viktor’s eyes flickered with interest, but his scowl remained.

"And why should I believe you?" Charlie took a deep breath, his smile unwavering.

"Because we’ve proven ourselves time and again. We’re offering you a deal: let us back in, reinstate our positions, and we’ll give you the feathers and brew the antidote." Viktor's face twisted into a sneer.

"You think you can bargain with me?" he spat, his voice laced with venom. "You, who disobeyed and defied my every order?" Harry stepped closer, his expression earnest.

"We're not bargaining, Viktor. We're trying to save the dragons. This isn't about you or us; it's about them." For a moment, Viktor seemed to waver, the weight of the decision pressing down on him. He glanced at the vial in Harry’s hand, the solution to the problem that had plagued the Reserve for months. But then his face hardened.

"No deal," Viktor said coldly. "You’re both out. Now leave before I have you forcibly removed." Charlie’s smile faded, his eyes narrowing.

"You’re making a mistake, Viktor."

"No," Viktor replied, a twisted grin on his face. "You made the mistake. Now get off my Reserve." Charlie had no other choice. His hand moved towards his wand, ready to defend their cause, but before he could draw it, Viktor suddenly stiffened and fell to the ground with a thud. Charlie and Harry looked up, astonished, to see Nita, Bogdan, and Katrin standing a few feet away, their wands outstretched.

"Nita, Bogdan, Katrin...?" Charlie began, a mix of surprise and gratitude in his voice. Nita lowered her wand, a determined expression on her face.

"We couldn't stand by any longer. Viktor's been a tyrant." Bogdan nodded, stepping forward.

"We believe in you, Charlie. And we trust Harry." Katrin smiled, her eyes sparkling with defiance.

"It's time for a change." Harry laughed, relief and joy washing over him.

"Thank you," he said, his voice full of gratitude. "We couldn't have done this without you." Charlie grinned, the tension melting away.

"Let's get inside and brew that antidote." Back at the Reserve, in the laboratory filled with various magical ingredients and bubbling cauldrons, Charlie and Harry prepared to brew the antidote. Nita, Bogdan, and Katrin joined them, eager to see the process and assist where needed. Charlie spread out the ingredients on a large table: powdered Longhorn's horn, phoenix feathers, Ashwinder eggs, a single strand of unicorn hair, mandrake root, Jobberknoll feathers, dittany, and a vial of water from the Fountain of Fair Fortune.

“Alright, everyone, we need to follow this recipe to the letter,” Charlie said, his eyes scanning the parchment with the detailed instructions. “We can’t afford any mistakes.” Harry nodded, setting up the cauldron and starting a small, controlled fire beneath it. “I’ll get the water boiling,” he said, pouring the vial of water from the Fountain of Fair Fortune into the cauldron. Nita carefully measured out the powdered Longhorn’s horn.

“Here’s the base ingredient,” she said, handing it to Charlie.

“Thanks, Nita,” Charlie said, slowly adding the powder to the boiling water, stirring clockwise. The mixture began to glow faintly. “We need this fully dissolved before we move on.” As the powder dissolved, Harry prepared the Ashwinder eggs.

“These need to go in one at a time,” he reminded everyone. He gently placed an egg into the cauldron, waiting for it to dissolve before adding the next. Katrin brought over the unicorn hair.

“This should melt right into the mixture,” she said, handing it to Charlie. Charlie added the unicorn hair, watching as it shimmered and melted into the potion.

“Perfect,” he said, giving Harry a reassuring smile.

“Next is the mandrake root,” Bogdan said, holding it carefully. “We need to handle this with care.” Harry took the root and added it to the cauldron, allowing it to infuse for several minutes.

“We’re getting there,” he said, his eyes bright with hope.

“Phoenix feathers are next,” Charlie said, holding them reverently. He added them slowly, ensuring each feather dissolved completely. The potion began to emit a warm, golden light. Nita stepped forward with the Jobberknoll feathers.

“These will enhance memory recovery,” she said, sprinkling them into the cauldron and stirring counterclockwise. Charlie took the bottle of dittany and added a few drops.

“This will heal any residual effects,” he explained. The potion bubbled and shimmered, emitting a soothing aroma.

“Let’s let it simmer for another fifteen minutes,” Harry said, setting a timer. They all watched the cauldron, anticipation building in the room. As the timer went off, Charlie approached the cauldron and carefully ladled the potion into small vials.

“We did it,” he said, a smile spreading across his face. “This is the antidote.” Harry took one of the vials and held it up, the golden liquid inside glowing softly.

“We have the antidote,” he said, looking at Charlie with a mixture of relief and triumph. Charlie put an arm around Harry’s shoulders.

“You did great,” he said, giving him a quick kiss on the cheek. “We all did.” Nita, Bogdan, and Katrin beamed at them. “Now we can finally help the dragons affected by the love potion,” Nita said.

“Then what are we waiting for?,” Bogdan added, taking a vial and heading towards the dragons’ enclosure. As they left the laboratory, Harry looked at Charlie.

“We’ve come a long way,” he said, feeling a surge of gratitude and love. Charlie squeezed his hand.

“And we’ll go even further, together.” Charlie, Harry, Nita, Bogdan, and Katrin exited the lab, vials of antidote in hand, they were abruptly halted by the sight of Viktor standing in their path. His face was flushed with anger, and his eyes blazed with fury.

"What do you think you're doing?" Viktor demanded, his voice shaking with rage. "You dare to defy me and then attack me? You will all end up in Azkaban for this!" Harry stepped forward, his expression calm but resolute.

"Viktor, listen to me. We have the antidote to the love potion. We're trying to fix this mess and help the dragons." Viktor scoffed, his eyes narrowing.

"I don't care about your antidote. You assaulted me, and you will pay for it. I'll see to it that every one of you is thrown in jail." Charlie, Nita, Bogdan, and Katrin exchanged nervous glances. The threat of imprisonment loomed heavily over them, and Viktor's vindictive nature made it all too real. Harry took a deep breath and stepped even closer to Viktor, his voice steady and unwavering.

"You know who I am, Viktor. If you continue to treat your employees this way, I will make sure everyone knows what kind of a boss you are. Do you really want the entire wizarding world to hear that Harry Potter exposed you as a tyrant?" Viktor's face twisted with a mixture of anger and fear. He opened his mouth to retort, but the words seemed to stick in his throat. Harry's fame and influence were undeniable, and the threat of public exposure was a weapon Viktor couldn't ignore.

"You think you can intimidate me with your fame?" Viktor spat, though his voice wavered. "This is my Reserve, and you have no right to interfere." Harry stood his ground.

"I'm not trying to intimidate you, Viktor. I'm giving you a choice. Either you start treating your employees with respect, or I'll make sure everyone knows the truth about you. It's up to you." Viktor's gaze darted from Harry to the others. His jaw clenched, and for a moment, it looked like he might lash out. But then he seemed to deflate, the fire in his eyes dimming.

"Fine," Viktor muttered through gritted teeth. "But this isn't over. If you step out of line again, there will be consequences." Harry nodded, his expression unyielding.

"We'll do our jobs, Viktor. And we'll make sure the dragons are taken care of. That's all we've ever wanted." Viktor glared at them one last time before turning on his heel and storming away. Alexandru would be proud of them all. The tension in the air slowly dissipated, and the group let out a collective sigh of relief. Charlie turned to Harry, a mixture of admiration and gratitude in his eyes.

"The-Boy-Who-Lived, huh? Nice move, my love." Harry smiled, though the encounter had left him shaken.

"We all did it. Now let's get this antidote to the dragons and set things right." Nita, Bogdan, and Katrin nodded in agreement, their spirits buoyed by Harry's bravery and determination. Charlie, Harry, Nita, Bogdan, and Katrin stood by the water system, watching as the antidote dispersed into the streams and troughs the dragons drank from. The liquid shimmered slightly, a subtle indication of its magical properties, before blending seamlessly into the water.

"There we go," Charlie said, wiping his hands on his pants. "Now we just have to wait and see." Harry looked around at the dragons, who were starting to approach the water sources, their massive heads dipping to drink.

"It shouldn't take long for them to start feeling the effects," he said, hopeful. As they stood together, a sense of camaraderie and relief washed over them. They had taken a significant step towards resolving the chaos at the Reserve. Harry turned to Charlie, a mischievous glint in his eye.

"Do you think Viktor will let me stay the night?" Charlie couldn't help but burst into laughter, the memory of Viktor's flustered face when Harry had confronted him still fresh in his mind.

"I'd pay to see his face again," he said between laughs. "You really rattled him, Harry." Harry grinned, feeling lighter than he had in days. He reached out and started to tickle Charlie, his fingers dancing over his sides.

"Come on, Charlie, laugh a little more. It’s good for you!" Charlie squirmed and laughed uncontrollably, trying to fend off Harry’s playful attack.

"Stop it, Harry! Okay, okay, I’m laughing! You win!" Harry stopped tickling him and pulled him into a tight embrace.

"I love seeing you happy," he murmured, resting his forehead against Charlie's. Charlie wrapped his arms around Harry, his laughter fading into a contented sigh.

"I’m happy because of you," he said softly. "No matter what happens with Viktor, we’ll be here for each other." Nita, Bogdan, and Katrin watched them with smiles, the sight of their friends' joy a balm for their own stress and worries. The dragons, meanwhile, continued to drink the water, oblivious to the human drama but soon to be freed from the influence of the love potion.

As evening approached, the soft hues of twilight began to blanket the Reserve. The team, exhausted but hopeful, retreated to their respective huts for some much-needed rest. Charlie and Harry decided to skip the canteen and instead opted for a quiet meal together in Charlie's hut.

"Let’s just keep it simple tonight," Charlie suggested, pulling out a box of pasta and some sauce from the pantry. Harry nodded, rolling up his sleeves.

"Simple sounds perfect." He filled a pot with water and set it on the stove to boil.

"Besides, we could use some quiet time after everything that happened today." As they cooked, the comforting sounds of boiling water and the smell of tomato sauce filled the small hut. Harry stirred the sauce, occasionally adding spices while Charlie grated some cheese.

"You know," Charlie said, looking over at Harry, "there’s still one more thing we need to do." Harry glanced up, raising an eyebrow.

"What’s that?" Charlie’s expression grew serious.

"We need to go to the Ministry with the evidence we've collected about Viktor. He’s been an unfair boss, and we need to make sure it stops." Harry nodded in agreement.

"You’re right. We can’t let him continue treating everyone like this." He added the pasta to the boiling water. "We’ll go first thing in the morning." After their simple yet satisfying meal of pasta and sauce, they cleaned up and headed to the small bathroom for a shower. The warm water washed away the grime and stress of the day, their bodies relaxing under the gentle spray. Together, they laughed and teased, finding solace in each other's company.

"I can't believe how much has happened since you got here," Charlie said, lathering soap onto Harry’s back. Harry chuckled, rinsing off.

"Tell me about it. But at least we’re making progress." After their shower, they dried off and slipped into comfortable clothes. As they crawled into bed, the fatigue of the day caught up with them. Harry snuggled into Charlie’s arms, feeling a sense of peace despite the challenges ahead.

"Tomorrow," Harry whispered, his eyes already drifting shut. "We'll go to the Ministry and set things right." Charlie kissed the top of his head.

"Together," he agreed softly.