Harry Potter: Charlie and the Candy Factory

Soon, after several hours of trekking, and taking advantage of the sun to set, the black car stopped in front of Lane's house in London.

"Mr. Black, we're here."

In the driver's seat, Peng Peng stopped the car skillfully, turned his head and whispered to Charlie.

"Um."

Charlie, who was closing his eyes to rest, slowly opened his eyes. After nodding slightly in response, he looked sideways out of the car window and looked out.

His gaze slowly swept across the neighborhood not far away that was filled with the smell of fireworks. It wasn't until he took in all the details of every corner from far to near that he finally raised his eyebrows, showing a somewhat curious expression.

To be honest, this is the first time Charlie has seen Ryan's residence.

Although the two have always maintained relatively stable contact.

However, due to the special nature of Ryan's identity, Charlie has always adopted an attitude of ignoring his private life as much as possible.

In addition to daily work, Ryan will not mention his private life to Charlie for no reason. It can be said that at least on this matter, the two have reached a subtle tacit understanding.

Originally, Charlie thought that with Ryan's personality and identity, the place where he lived would probably be a specialized wealthy community or a single-family villa. However, he never thought that in the end, the car arrived at the address he gave.

A street that couldn't be simpler.

Looking at the warm yellow lights lighting up in the slightly old wooden houses around him, and the cheerful figures of children and Christmas trees reflected behind the curtains, although he didn't speak, there was still a subtle smile on Charlie's lips for some reason.

smile.

He was not silent for too long. After about a minute or two, he withdrew his gaze again and looked at Peng Peng in front of him.

Immediately afterwards, the ring on the fingertip flashed, and the wand was put into his hand.

With a "swish" sound, the wand suddenly lit up and wrapped Peng Peng's body.

The light was mixed with a huge amount of magical power as thin as hair, and gently attached to the elf's thin torso.

In a warm touch like a caress, his muscles were reshaped, his bones were changed, and everything about him from the inside to the outside was transformed in the direction of a human being according to his intention.

Gradually, in the envelope of light, Peng Peng's body began to swell. In just three or four seconds, he transformed into a strong man with a beard and a height of 1.8 meters! He even wore the suit on his body.

The clothes that I had specially prepared for driving Mr. Black's car were also bulging, showing off my bulging figure.

When everything gradually dissipated, the involved magic gradually stopped, and the light converged, Peng Peng couldn't help but open his closed eyes, and looked at the face at this moment through the rearview mirror.

"Oh my god!!!..."

He couldn't help but exclaimed, and then he seemed to be in disbelief. He quickly lowered his head and looked at his completely different body, and then an excited smile could not be suppressed on his face.

"This is great! Mr. Black! Look at me! I look like a human being... no, I should say, I am a human being! Now I am a living human being! Oh my God!!"

After all, it was his first time to experience such an experience that could subvert his cognition. Peng Peng's mood suddenly became extremely excited. If his body was not too big and not as flexible as before, he would have even wanted to jump directly into the back seat.

Give Mr. Black a big hug.

Peng Peng's reaction was obviously what Charlie had expected. He just smiled, took back his wand, then pointed at the house with the house number 14, and said

"Okay, let's knock on the door. We are very pressed for time. After calling Ryan, we have to go to one more place."

"No problem! Mr. Black!"

After hearing Charlie's instructions, Peng Peng, who was still twisting his body curiously, immediately realized what was going on. He nodded quickly, then opened the door, got out of the driver's seat, and walked towards the car with long strides.

door……

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After standing at the door, Peng Peng stretched out his hand and knocked on the door tentatively.

"Bang bang bang... bang bang bang"

However, the knocking on the door lasted for about a minute or two, but there was no response from inside the house.

"Huh? What's going on? Did you fall asleep?"

Seeing that no one opened the door, Peng Peng couldn't help but stop knocking on the door, stroking the lush beard on his chin, and murmured to himself.

Just when he interrupted and returned to the car to speak to Mr. Black, suddenly a somewhat cautious voice came from not far away.

"Are you here to see Mr. White?"

Peng Peng was startled for a moment, then turned and looked in the direction of the sound, only to see that the door next door, which was originally lit with lights, suddenly opened.

At this moment, a rather elegant woman wearing glasses was standing at the door, her brows slightly furrowed, and she looked warily at Peng Peng, who had turned into a rough and strong man in front of her.

Obviously, in the eyes of others, his fierce appearance now cannot be related to a good person in the slightest.

"Mr. White?"

Peng Peng didn't react to this sudden question. He subconsciously repeated the other person's words, and then quickly shook his head.

"No, no, no, it's not Mr. White, I'm here to find..."

However, before he finished speaking, Charlie, who stepped out of the car at some point, interrupted him.

I saw him calmly smiling and nodding to the woman at the next door, and said calmly

"Ryan White! Yes, we are here to find him...but he doesn't seem to be at home now? Do you know where Ryan has gone?"

It was only then that Peng Peng realized that the Ryan that Mr. Black had been calling should actually be called Ryan White. So he immediately closed his mouth, trotted back behind Charlie, and stopped talking.

Sometimes, you have to admit that the first impression definitely plays a key role in a person's favorability.

The woman who had been on guard before, when she saw Charlie getting out of the car, her frown suddenly dissipated, and the guard on her face also became much less intense.

"Excuse me, who are you?"

But despite this, out of careful consideration, she still did not tell Charlie Lane's whereabouts immediately, but instead asked about his identity.

Charlie didn't hesitate, he calmly leaned his upper body forward slightly to indicate, and then replied softly.

"I am his brother...Charlie White."