Harry Potter: Charlie and the Candy Factory

"You said you are Mr. White's...brother?"

A look of surprise appeared on the woman's face, even covering up her original vigilance. She had to adjust her glasses and carefully looked at the man standing in front of her with a proper smile and elegant manners.

, a well-dressed man who is obviously out of tune with this street.

Looking at the face and eyebrows that are somewhat similar to Ryan, but the resemblance is a little less melancholy and a little more arrogant.

Suddenly, a twisted history of love and hatred between aristocratic and wealthy families began to swirl in her mind...so much so that she became a little distracted for a moment.

Seeing that the woman stared at him blankly and then stopped moving, after a moment of hesitation, Charlie had no choice but to pretend to be normal and cough twice as a reminder, and then he drew the other person's attention back.

After noticing the gaffe she had just made, and after reacting, the woman hurriedly apologized and explained:

"Sorry, I'm just a little surprised... After all, we have been neighbors for nearly ten years. This is the first time I know that Mr. White actually has an older brother..."

"A neighbor for ten years, you mean...he has lived in this place for ten years?"

After listening to the woman's explanation, it was Charlie's turn to be surprised this time. He raised his eyebrows and sighed, and couldn't help but look at the shabby-looking house from top to bottom under the dim light.

Looked it over again.

He carefully paid attention to all the details that he had ignored before - the mowed lawn, the low fence repaired with broken boards and rusty nails, the firewood piled haphazardly against the house and an ax with a polished handle...

...Everything is like a wordless storybook. Although it has not expressed anything clearly, it allows Charlie to imagine how the noble young man originally named Regulus completely gave up his identity step by step.

, integrated with the name White Lane.

After feeling some emotion in his heart, Charlie quickly calmed down and returned his expression to its previous state.

His eyes moved to the woman again, and he continued the topic just now and asked

"So...can you tell me now, where Ryan went?"

"Oh, of course!"

This time, the woman didn't say anything else. She nodded cheerfully, then pointed to one end of the block and gestured:

"At this time, Mr. White usually likes to go for a walk in the square with the fountain over there. If you go now, you might be able to meet him."

"Thanks."

Without saying anything else, after getting the answer he wanted, Charlie nodded his thanks first, and then took Peng Peng, who was standing beside him obediently, back to the car.

The car was started by Peng Peng with the lights flashing and the slight roar coming from the engine.

Just when the two of them were about to leave, suddenly, Charlie seemed to have thought of something.

He slowly lowered the car window, turned his head and looked at the woman at the next door not far away who was watching him leave, and said warmly

"Sorry, I almost forgot...what should I call you?"

The woman was stunned for a moment, but she quickly responded. She then combed her loose hair behind her ears and replied.

"Dorothy Graf, you can call me Graf."

"Thank you, Ms. Graf...and wish you a Merry Christmas."

Charlie nodded, smiled and sent his blessing to Graf.

Graf also smiled in return.

"Merry Christmas to you too, Mr. White."

Charlie's car drove away, and under Graf's watchful eyes, it drove to the fork in the road not far away, and followed the direction she pointed to look for traces of Ryan...

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At this moment, in the square not far away, the deserted and quiet place where there were only two or three people walking in the past has changed. A huge Christmas tree rises from the center, shining with colorful and beautiful lights, decorating every corner of it.

Along with the beautiful and catchy familiar songs, the cold wind of winter and the darkness of night are driven away.

Countless people living nearby put on thick clothes and took advantage of their free time to stroll here with their families. The endless conversations and laughter from time to time combined to create this ordinary place.

There are countless highlight moments in this place...

Ryan leaned comfortably on the backrest of the bench with a friendly smile on his face.

In front of him, seven or eight young children surrounded him, their eyes flashing with fright, staring at the magical hands in front of them without blinking.

"Come, look at this carefully..."

As Ryan spoke, he opened his palm and presented a shining twenty-pence silver coin in front of everyone.

"Are you going to make it disappear?!"

A little girl with blond hair raised her head, blinked her eyes, and asked excitedly.

"Disappeared?"

Mr. Lane showed a pretentious smile.

Immediately afterwards, I saw him suddenly leaning forward, putting his head in front of the children, and then lowered his voice, as if he was telling an extremely important secret, and preached carefully every word.

"Only the most boring magician can make it disappear - and I want to do something even more incredible..."

For a moment, all the children who heard this couldn't help but exclaimed in exclamation, and the light in their eyes became a little brighter.

"Now, just wait and see..."

Having said that, without further ado, Ryan placed the silver coin on his thumb and gently flicked it up.

With a crisp sound of "ding!", the coin spun and flew into the air, and drew a beautiful arc at the highest point...

The young audience couldn't help but hold their breath, and their already huge eyes were opened again and again, as if they were afraid of missing some exciting process.

"Crack!"

There was a crisp snap of fingers, and in an instant, the silver coin that should have continued to fall lost its trace, disappearing out of thin air in front of everyone's eyes in the night illuminated by the Christmas tree lights and moonlight.

"Where did it go!?"

"Oh my god, I'm definitely looking at it!"

"It just disappeared before my eyes..."

"Sir, where did you send it!?"

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Such a magical scene immediately caused all the children to explode. They shouted in shock, twisted their necks, looked for traces of the silver coin, and wiped their eyes with their hands in disbelief.

Suspicious and dazzled.

Ryan looked at this scene with a smile, seeming to be able to derive a great sense of satisfaction from the exaggerated feedback from these children.

After waiting for a while, seeing that the children who had reacted no longer looked for it, but turned their eager eyes back to him, Ryan finally gave this not so clever trick a perfect ending.

"Okay, now, feel your pockets."

Ryan said this, and the children immediately lowered their heads and subconsciously put their hands into their pockets.

"It's a coin!!!"

"I have it here too!"

The children shouted and jumped high, and everyone happily took out a 20-pence silver coin from their pockets.

"It belongs to you, Merry Christmas!"

Taking a deep breath of the cold air, Ryan pulled up the zipper of his down jacket and said.

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After the children left with satisfaction, Charlie took Peng Peng and walked slowly to his side...

"So, do you have any pennies left? I'd like to buy a glass of warm red wine on the way."

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