Harry Potter: Charlie and the Candy Factory

After saying all this, Andre seemed to have thought of something, and the expression on his face suddenly showed a bit of worry.

"Mr. Black..."

He paused for a moment, then looked at Charlie in the driver's seat, and asked in a weak voice

"Your visit to the American Magical World this time...is not just to inspect the market and have friendly exchanges with us, right?"

Charlie listened to his words with a smile on his lips, but he didn't say anything, neither refuted nor admitted.

"Gudong..."

Andre swallowed, and he felt a little sweat forming on his forehead again. It was like he was in Mr. Black's office next to him that day...

He moved his eyes away from Charlie and closed his mouth. Then he lowered his head and looked at the plush carpet on the chassis of the car, wondering what he was thinking.

For a moment, an awkward silence filled the car, which was originally relatively peaceful.

"Don't worry..."

Finally, just when with this silence, Andre's thoughts began to wander randomly, making himself more and more frightened, Charlie finally spoke.

The tone of voice didn't change at all, and the feeling of speaking was still as gentle and relaxed as before.

"Nothing will happen... After all, I still have to do business in your country. How could I do anything irrational at this time?"

As he spoke, he looked straight at the asphalt road ahead. At this moment, there was no longer any obstruction in Charlie's line of sight, and it was flat and empty.

Slowly stepping down on the accelerator, accompanied by a faint roar from the engine, a strong push on the back instantly interrupted Andre's thoughts, which was about to think about what Charlie said.

“Buzz!!!!”

On the car, the speedometer needle began to rotate upward for more than half a circle at an extremely fast speed. And with the modification and help of magic, the power was more abundant than before.

Andre raised his head suddenly. Looking at everything that was rapidly retreating in front of him, his eyes widened subconsciously, and he even choked on his breath.

"correct……"

Charlie held the steering wheel with both hands, tilted his head in the direction of the co-pilot, Andre, and asked

"How do we get there?"

Obviously, compared to Charlie, who has always had the habit of racing, Andre is obviously not able to adapt to this feeling of speed.

Although he envied Charlie for having a magic car, as a wizard, he actually didn't have many opportunities to ride in a car.

After all, this kind of Muggle thing is strictly prohibited in the United States, not to mention that apparating is obviously much more convenient than using a car.

Andre stretched out his hand, covering his heart that was about to beat out, and answered subconsciously.

"Door...door key!!!"

"Where is the portkey?"

Helpless, Charlie could only slow down his speed slightly. After the other party slowed down for a moment, he continued to ask.

"Okay, it seems to be...Liverpool." Andre panted heavily and said intermittently.

"We...maybe should...slow down..."

"Liverpool, that's not too far away..."

Charlie muttered to himself. After listening to the key information Andre said, he no longer paid attention to what he was going to say next, and then turned a dial on his hand.

The car that was running smoothly began to sway gradually, and finally floated, flying into the distance.

…………………………

Soon, after the car landed smoothly, the door opened.

Andre, whose face turned pale with fright, staggered out of the passenger seat.

As a result, he didn't take more than two steps when he fell to his knees on the ground with a pop and started vomiting violently.

"Ugh!!! Uh-uh."

"Are you... okay, Andre?"

Charlie also quickly got out of the car, walked a few steps to Andre's side, patted his back thoughtfully, and asked carefully.

"I……"

Andre subconsciously turned around and glanced at Charlie. The resentful look in his eyes solidified into reality at this moment.

However, when he just opened his mouth to say something, his expression suddenly changed, he turned his head again, and vomited profusely.

"vomit!!!"

"Tsk..."

Seeing Andre's appearance, even Charlie couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

He raised his hand, the ring flickered, and he put his wand into his hand.

"Okay, although I don't know if this will be effective, but it's better than doing nothing anyway, right?"

Charlie grinned and spoke softly, but he didn't know whether he was talking to Andre or to himself.

Immediately, he gently held the wand's wrist and slowly swayed it in the air.

“vulnera sanentur !!!(quick healing)”

The spell came out of his mouth, and when the last symbol fell, a light green light enveloped the tip of the wand.

With a "buzz" sound, a gentle force began to spread outward, wrapping up Andre's body. After a long time, it slowly dispersed.

"call……"

Andre stopped vomiting and took a weak breath.

"How's it going? Did it work?" Charlie quickly stretched out his other arm, supported Andre again, and asked.

"certainly not……"

Andre's feet were still shaking faintly, and he could barely stand up from the ground leaning on Charlie's arm.

The gloomy look in his eyes still remained, and he continued

"I only ate one poached egg and two slices of toast in the morning today...and now I have vomited them all out."

Gu Jiao

After saying this, something ugly seemed to appear on his face, and he subconsciously opened his mouth again, retching.

It seemed that the things had indeed been vomited up. He retched like this for a while, but nothing else came back up his throat.

"Mr. Black..."

Andre's trembling hands took out the white handkerchief from his pocket, wiped the remaining unknown object at the corner of his mouth, and continued.

"I take back what I just said, and from today on, I will add two more lines to my banned list."

"What?" Charlie raised his eyebrows slightly and asked subconsciously

"First, I will never take a car again. Second, I will never travel with you again..."

………

In order to express his apology, Charlie was not so cruel as to take Andre to the United States in a hurry. Instead, he found a nice shop to let Andre rest for a while.

"Actually, I always thought British food was terrible..."

Sitting on an exquisite woven vine chair, Andre looked at the people walking on the street outside the store. While twisting the last cherry on the plate in front of him and putting it into his mouth, Andre couldn't help but say to Charlie.

At this moment, his face finally had color and became a little rosy, no longer as black and white as when he first got off the car.

"Have you been to England before?"

Charlie leaned comfortably on the soft cushion at the back, picked up the soft bag, took a bite in his mouth, and asked

"without…"

Andre shook his head first, then picked up the coffee cup and drank the last bit of cappuccino in it. Then he continued.

"This is my first time in England."

"When you come next time, I can take you to have some fun."

After taking the last bite of the soft bag, Charlie picked up a tissue, wiped some residue on his fingertips, and stood up.

"If there is a chance."

After exhaling a breath of turbidity, Andre also stood up, casually took out a twenty-dollar bill from his pocket, and gently pressed it under the white porcelain plate.

………………………

After many twists and turns, Charlie followed Andre into a dark and dirty alley.

"Why do you have to hide the portkey in a place like this?"

Charlie lowered his head, glanced at the big gray mouse running fast along the corner, and said silently

"This is the result of negotiations between the American wizarding community and the British wizarding community. After all, you know how scared our place is of No-Majs."

Andre said casually and stopped at the end of the alley. He stood still and looked at the tattered stone wall in front of him.

"The stone in the second row and the fourth row is the door key. I'll just hold you there when the time comes."

"I understand." Charlie nodded without saying anything, then stretched out his hand and held it with Andre's.

With a sound of "Buzz!", when Andre lightly touched the moss-covered stone, a powerful twisting force suddenly pulled Charlie up.

Before he could react, his vision blurred, and his belly button seemed to be hooked by something, and it was pulled straight forward.

After a brief period of dizziness, Charlie's vision became clear again.

Andre has disappeared, and the scene around him has suddenly changed from the dirty and dark alley to a narrow cubicle.

He was sitting on a stool. Opposite the stool was a long black office table.

Behind the long table, a woman with long blond hair was holding a quill and lowering her head to record something.

"Name."

The woman was wearing a uniform similar to that of the Muggle world customs. On her chest was embroidered the blue eagle medal representing the Magical Congress.

"Charlie Black"

After hesitating for a while, and looking at the empty walls and the white tile lamp at the top, he obediently cooperated and said

"What did you come to America for?"

"Business exchanges and market inspections."

Charlie's face remained as usual, and he skillfully stated the reasons he had already prepared.

The woman raised her head and glanced at Charlie curiously. She smoothed back the hair around her ears and continued.

"Have you been to the American Wizarding World before?"

"first."

"Then your wand must not have been registered?"

"Yes... do you need me to bring it to you now?" Charlie said as he silently took out his wand from the inside of his coat and handed it out.

"Someone will come to check your things later. You just need to sign this form..."

"Thanks."

……………

Perhaps it was indeed because he and Andre came back together. Anyway, after the lady left, the person who came in next did not embarrass Charlie too much. After taking a casual inventory of his things, he clicked on his wand.

A mark was made and returned to Charlie.

"Welcome to Wizarding America."

Following the programmed greeting from the other party, Charlie stood up from his seat, followed the small door opened behind him, and slowly walked out of the narrow compartment.

When he stepped out, the scene in front of him suddenly became brighter. The spacious hall was much brighter and quieter than the British Ministry of Magic.

"Here! Mr. Black!"

Not far away, Andrei waved his hands to him excitedly, with a bright smile on his face.

"Welcome to Wizarding America!"

What the inspector just said, he said it again to Charlie, but compared to the former, Andre was much more sincere.