Chapter 2

As the days went by, Amy became more fascinated by her new neighbor,Not only because of his strange appearance, but more importantly, his house always produces wonderful music.It must be somethings there.

Once, Amy accidentally saw Mr. Brown's window and saw a little cat enter the window, then disappeared.

She felt curious and decided to explore Mr. Brown's magic room.

One sunny afternoon, curiosity got the better of Amy. She decided to gather her courage and pay Mr. Brown a visit. She knocked on his door, hoping he would be open to making a new friend.

To her surprise, Mr. Brown opened the door with a warm smile. "Ah, young Amy! How lovely to see you," he greeted her like a British royal butler, bent down in a restrained manner.

Amy could hardly contain her excitement. "I was wondering if I could come in and explore your place? It looks so intriguing!"

Mr. Brown chuckled.Dragging his long face, he said "Of course, you're more than welcome. Come on in!"

Seeing a snap of Mr. Brown's finger, the pitch black corridor suddenly turned bright.

Amy was shocked by the magical scene and curiously.

The whole room is filled with a different kind of magic.

As Amy stepped into the room, she continued to be amazed by the magical atmosphere that filled Mr. Brown's house. Every corner held a secret waiting to be discovered. Intricately designed tapestries adorned the walls, depicting scenes from mythical tales. Shelves lined with ancient artifacts glimmered under the soft illumination of floating orbs. It was like stepping into a world where reality and fantasy intertwined.

Mr. Brown gestured for Amy to explore, his eyes twinkling with anticipation. "Feel free to wander,. There is much to see and learn within these enchanted walls,and try to clap your hand.,then look what will happened."

Amy patted her hands lightly and a cute little chair jumped over.

As Amy's eyes widened in surprise, she couldn't help but giggle at the adorable chair. She gracefully accepted the unexpected invitation and sat down, feeling a sense of comfort and belonging in Mr. Brown's magical abode.

The tea cup can fly like a butterfly and gently reach Amy's side, filling her with a full cup of floral tea.

With a mischievous twinkle in his eyes, Mr. Brown snapped his fingers again, and the room came alive with enchanting melodies. The walls seemed to pulsate with the rhythm, and Amy found herself swaying in time with the ethereal music.

"Wow,it's.amazing."It just what I dreamed all the time."A majic house!"Amy felt trilled.