Harry Potter’s Natural Villain Chapter 285: On (down) the train

"We are heading south now." Furong spread out a world map on the desk in front of her, sliding it with her slender white fingers, muttering as she looked at it.

"Are you going to France? I can be a tour guide." Furong's azure blue eyes began to shine and became excited.

"Then we seem to be going to Port Calais first." Furong closed her eyes briefly and recalled, quickly said.

Busbarton’s representative team came through the rune, and did not take Muggle transportation, but Fleur still knew this, because she had followed Mrs. Maxim earlier.

But that was in 1993.

At this time, the British Ministry of Magic has already imposed many restrictions on the use of Floo fans. In response to Voldemort's return, the supervision of Apparition has become more stringent, so the two chose trains as their mode of transportation.

Of course, Malfoy has not actually been to those places, and does not support the conditions for using Apparition. Furthermore, the farther the distance, the greater the power required for Apparition. He wants to achieve his goal. Land, I don’t know how many straits have to be crossed-then maybe I will be pumped into humans first.

"Where should we go first?" Furong stretched out her finger and gestured.

"Provence? Actually I don’t like it very much. I think the only advantage there is good air, otherwise, the Louvre? I like many Muggle artists, and they do a good job in music. Yes, at least it's better than Cetina Warbeck. Think about it, why is such a vulgar song "You Take My Heart with a Magic Hook" so popular?" Fleur said in a complaining tone.

"We are not traveling there, and besides, I think the best way to spend the boring time of the trip is to sleep." Malfoy glanced at Fleur, yawned tiredly, said sleepily, and said He closed his eyelids and started to take a nap.

"I think the safest way to deal with it right now is to take her back right away, and what awaits me next is not a journey purely for entertainment." Closed his eyes, Malfoy's The last conversation between Dumbledore and Dumbledore not long ago appeared unconsciously in his mind.

There is a gloomy atmosphere in the Forbidden Forest at night, all sorts of whistling sounds are heard from the bushes, and reptiles seem to dominate here.

"It is not a gentleman's behavior to make a lady sad, and I will no longer allow anyone to be attacked in front of my own eyes." The silver phoenix said in a comforting tone.

"First of all, I am a wizard." Malfoy shook his head, denied Dumbledore's statement, and said seriously.

"Well, it's just that I think multiple assistants will be better now." Phoenix made a thoughtful look.

"She might only add to the chaos. For example, not long ago, in the riots in the auditorium, it is not a good thing that sensibility overwhelmed reason." Malfoy frowned while rubbing his wand.

"Then can I also say that what you are doing now is that sensibility overwhelms rationality? Mr. Malfoy?" There was an old laughter from Phoenix's mouth.

"If rationality really overwhelms everything, I think you should be an ordinary student at Hogwarts now, and you won't deliberately find me long ago, right?" The old man said meaningfully. Say.

"And I don’t think so. I think it might be a good thing. Please trust an old man’s intuition. At least, you have an extra free translation, don’t you?" The old man said kindly with the help of Phoenix, still in the end. Joked funny.

"I think English is enough, and that's not our destination." Malfoy didn't realize Dumbledore's humor.

"Well, let’s not talk about this topic, I just want to say that Voldemort will not understand the cause of the wand abnormality so quickly, at least this will not be his top priority, so we still have a lot of money Time." Phoenix then got serious and said.

Malfoy thought silently for a while.

"Well...someone is coming, knocking on the door of my office, our communication can come to an end, good luck! Have a good journey! Mr. Malfoy." The silver frost-colored phoenix whispered, then The silver body gradually turned into a mist of ethereal smoke, which drifted in the wind to the end of the jungle.

Dumbledore removed the patron saint curse and left.

At this time, the phoenix elegy echoing in Furong's ears disappeared at the same time. She walked over with light steps and came to Malfoy.

"First of all, I want to declare one thing first." Malfoy said sternly.

"At present, all the dementors in Azkaban have actually disappeared, so even if I was caught just now, I won't become an idiot in your mouth in the end."

Furong's expression fell into a moment of astonishment. In the night, the moonlight reflected on her slightly crimson cheeks, with an amazing charm.

She may have a big oolong.

"So what, I only decided to do this by trusting you from the bottom of my heart." She felt a little ashamed, but stubbornly said to herself.

"Then are you prepared to accept the secret that you may not be able to bear at all?" Malfoy raised his eyebrows, turned his head and looked at the tall cedar beside him, stopped looking at the girl, and gave her time to think.

Furong's eyelids twitched, her rosy lips tightened, and she thought for a while, but she said firmly, "Of course."

"Like this? Can you accept it too?" Malfoy stopped his pace and waved his wand lightly. There was no light or sound, but it was true. He used magic. The magic power is in the wand. Waves around the tip of the staff, and then spread to the surrounding.

Furong suddenly hugged her shoulders and felt a chill. It was an inexplicable anxiety and panic from the bottom of my heart. It seemed that something was approaching.

A decayed smell penetrated her nose~IndoMTL.com~ and made her feel like vomiting.

"Dementor!" Her azure blue pupils dilated and she was in shock.

"We have to go." She said hastily. "This is too much." She even complained about Malfoy's "crow's mouth."

Didn't you just say that all the dementors are missing? Why does it appear again now?

"They concluded a contract-like "magic" with me." Malfoy said lightly, "In a sense, I am their master."

Malfoy, who wanted to let the girl get out of trouble, did not finally and did not expect Fleur's reaction.

"Then let them stay still, I want to test the effect of my patron saint curse." Instead of feeling scared, Furong's eyes lit up, and she curiously observed the group of creatures that were no longer threatening. Eager to try.

"It seems that I really need to bring an interpreter, maybe this is really good?" Seeing the girl did not scare away, Malfoy could only helplessly hold his forehead, comforting himself in his heart.