Harry Potter: Charlie and the Candy Factory

The singing of the elves did not stop completely until lunch time.

The snow has not stopped yet. Although it is not as spectacular as in the morning, it is still rustling downwards, covering one layer after another. Under the sunlight, the whole world is made particularly dazzling.

On this special day today, Charlie did not choose to sit in his office as usual and enjoy the lunch of his life.

He brought Russell and other directors to the restaurant, and together with all the remaining elves, ate the sumptuous food that had been prepared.

Although they saved the most delicious turkey and pie for dinner, compared to the biscuits and jam of the past, the meal at this moment is still particularly delicious.

Hundreds of elves were waving their knives and forks in unison, turning their heads from time to time to glance at Charlie, who was sitting next to them and eating the same food, as if he had received some great honor, even the person who was eating.

His movements have become much more elegant than before.

Charlie ate with relish, gently holding the silver spoon with his index finger and thumb, and put the mashed potatoes covered with rich broth into his mouth.

Then he cut the juicy steaks with a table knife. After they were all cut into perfect quarters, he used his fork to eat them in an orderly manner.

He eats extremely fast, much ahead of Russell, Kobe and others next to him.

In just a blink of an eye, the food on the plate and the cooked soup were all finished.

However, although Charlie eats quickly, he is not embarrassed, but gives people a sense of leisure and calmness.

It is pleasing to the eye, and every move he makes reveals the elegant posture that a noble should have, which is enough to make any member of the Holy Twenty-Eight Family who sees this scene and prides himself on being noble, feel a sense of being crushed in terms of temperament.

I feel so ashamed...

After finishing all the food, Charlie picked up the napkin and calmly wiped the remaining sauce from the corners of his mouth.

Then he seemed to think of something and moved his eyes to Russell next to him.

"Russell."

He turned his head slightly to the side and asked in a low voice.

After hearing Charlie's call, Russell, who was eating just a second ago, immediately put down the tableware in his hand and turned his head respectfully to respond.

"I'm here, Master Charlie! What do you need me to do?"

"I plan to go out in the afternoon, please go with me."

"I understand, Master! What are we going to do?"

Without thinking about it, Russell nodded and agreed, then skillfully took out the notebook he carried with him from behind and asked Charlie about the specific task.

"Go pick up Ryan."

Charlie adjusted his upper body clothes, stood up from his seat, and explained as usual

"He will come here tonight to celebrate the festival with us...I remember telling you once before."

"Yes, Master Charlie."

Russell nodded, then turned a few pages forward and added

"You invited the Malfoy family and Mr. Lane together, and asked me to prepare ingredients and specific wine... Oh, yes, and a gift for Mr. Malfoy."

"Great."

Seeing that Russell was still as reliable as usual and kept everything in order, Charlie raised the corners of his mouth and nodded slightly, giving the other party the recognition and praise he deserved.

Then, just as he was pacing and about to leave the table, a sudden voice stopped him.

"Um... wait, Mr. Black!"

Charlie's steps stagnated, and he turned his head to look, only to see Peng Peng, who was sitting not far away, suddenly stood up, as if he mustered up some inexplicable courage, and looked at him nervously.

For a moment, everyone's eyes turned to him. Charlie raised his eyebrows and asked

"Is there anything else, Peng Peng?"

"That...that."

Peng Peng looked at Charlie's gaze, and the courage he had summoned was immediately dissipated. However, he still stammered and reorganized his words.

"Can...can I drive for Mr. Black this time?"

As soon as these words came out, the inexplicable looks in the eyes of the other directors around him began to change in different ways.

Although he didn't say anything, the atmosphere suddenly became a little uncomfortable.

Chafucha didn't pay much attention to anything, he just took a deep look at Pengpeng, then lowered his head, silently eating the food in front of him, as if he didn't hear anything.

Kobe, on the other hand, immediately frowned, as if he heard something he shouldn't have said. He immediately reached out and secretly pulled Peng Peng's shirt.

There was a bit of a joking smile on Fodor's face. She first looked at Peng Peng and then looked at Russell without leaving any trace.

In the end, it was Du Lu who took the lead to break the somewhat awkward atmosphere. He slammed his crutches on the ground and then scolded him.

"Peng Peng, what are you talking about!? Sit down quickly."

At this point, Peng Peng, who had just stood up based on the heat of his head, realized the inappropriateness of his words, no matter how nervous he was. His already nervous expression suddenly changed color, and he turned red and lowered his head.

.

However, just when he was about to sit down dejectedly, Russell suddenly spoke.

"Since Peng Peng wants to go, master, please let Peng Peng take you there."

As soon as these words came out, Peng Peng's body trembled subconsciously, and then he suddenly raised his head and looked at Russell who was speaking opposite him in disbelief.

Russell's expression was as usual, as if he didn't realize anything, and he didn't look at other people's expressions. He just looked at Charlie and explained with a smile as usual.

"It's just right. There are still some vacancies in the things to be prepared in the afternoon. Originally, I planned to leave it to Fodor... If Peng Peng can accompany you, then I can do it myself."

"All right."

Charlie looked at Russell and then at Peng Peng. After thinking for a moment, he did not refuse and nodded.

"If that's the case, then let Peng Peng accompany me."

After saying that, there was a crisp "pop" sound, and the car key instantly appeared in his hand.

"Call me in my office at two o'clock in the afternoon."

Without any more nonsense, he put the food on the dining table, and after giving another instruction to Peng Peng, Charlie turned around and left, leaving only six elves with their own thoughts, and they continued to deal with the uneaten food.

Lunch.

"Thank you, Russell."

After quickly putting away the car keys that Charlie had placed on the table, Peng Peng breathed a sigh of relief immediately, and then nodded gratefully to Russell.

Russell didn't say anything more, just smiled slightly, and continued to drink the vegetable soup in front of him, as if nothing happened...