Afterwards, the two of them passed through the shining bronze gate, walked out of the tall white building, and walked straight across the long cobblestone street, feeling the heat on the soles of their feet that had been scorched by the sun. ground. August is about to pass, but there is no sign of autumn coming here. The pale golden sun is shining on the whole street. The afternoon sun is slightly milder, but it is still a bit annoying.
And not far from the diagonally opposite is the location of the Florin Cold Drink Shop. The gilded characters on the top of the shop are particularly eye-catching. They shine brightly under the sunlight and attract the attention of passers-by. The striped awning with elegant colors Extending from the upstairs to block the sunlight, simple and simple wooden chairs and tables are placed in between, and some potted plants that only exist in the wizarding world are placed outside the door.
"Mr. Florin, long time no see." Malfoy greeted the shopkeeper as soon as he entered the shop.
"Welcome to you, it's been a long time since you and your father came last time." The shopkeeper named Florin also greeted, and with sharp eyes, he saw a beautiful woman standing beside Malfoy. The unique shrewdness of a businessman made him smell a business opportunity.
"It must be the first time for this beautiful girl to come to the shop, right?" Florin immediately greeted her, and began the road of saving the country, ready to attack her.
Women and children's money is always the best money.
After a lot of hype, even though she was used to being praised, she was still a little embarrassed, a touch of blush appeared on her delicate face, and after hearing what new cold drinks he recommended, she naturally felt uncomfortable. Sorry to refuse.
"Heh." Malfoy smiled when he saw this, and he really had a sense of sight of shopping in his previous life. For people with thin skins, this strategy is basically invincible. Girls are even less resistant to this.
But he didn't point it out, and he must show a certain degree of sincerity when he invites someone to eat to express his gratitude. So both of them ordered a kind of "luxury" food. According to the owner, it was improved based on the best-selling products of many Muggle cold drink shops.
"I said today that I want you to thank me, but I still want to thank you. I definitely can't deal with those disgusting guys by myself." Sitting at the table, the girl first chatted with him, and then expressed her gratitude again . The so-called gratitude was originally an excuse she found for getting along.
"Actually, it's so important. If I'm not here, everyone will be dizzy for a while at most. Those things don't dare to use their kisses." Malfoy said calmly.
"It's better to die if those guys come across it." The girl's body trembled suddenly, as if thinking of something extremely disgusting, she said in an extremely disgusted tone.
"That's true, those guys are quite disgusting." Malfoy smiled and said in agreement.
"Are all Hogwarts students so powerful now?" The girl looked at Malfoy, and then asked, "You can't be that Harry Potter, can you?"
No one noticed that a table not far away from them suddenly shook.
"No, no." She quickly denied her thoughts, "It is said that he has black hair and a lightning scar on his forehead." She stared at Malfoy's face, and then jokingly added: "Unless You had plastic surgery and hair dye."
"I don't think so." Malfoy scooped up a small portion of ice cream with a spoon and took a sip. The weird feeling in his body became more and more obvious, and he always felt as if he had overlooked something.
"By the way." The girl stroked her long silver hair back as if she had suddenly realized something important, then stretched out her hand and said, "I actually forgot to introduce myself after so long. My name is Fleur Delacour, you can call me Fleur, I am from Beauxbatons in France, how about you?" At this moment, the girl finally introduced herself.
"Fleur Delacour?"
Malfoy finally knew where the awkward feeling in his heart was coming from.
"You can call me Lei Feng." Malfoy subconsciously gave a fake name.
"Layfon? What a strange name." Fleur repeated it in her already accented English, and then asked, "Does this name have any meaning?"
"Well, my parents hope that I can be a good person." Malfoy explained slightly perfunctorily.
"Then their wishes should come true." Fleur didn't notice it, she guessed that it might be the name of a British national hero she didn't know, like Joan of Arc in France. ++Important notice on this site: The free novel app on this site has no advertisements, no errors, fast updates, member synchronization bookshelf, text size adjustment, reading brightness adjustment, and a better reading experience. Please follow the WeChat public account appxsyd (press and hold Copy in three seconds) Download a free reader!