Harry Potter’s Natural Villain Chapter 378: Dating

"A glass of butterbeer." Malfoy sat on an old wooden seat without a backrest and waved to the proprietress at the bar.

"I..." Pansy sat in the seat opposite him. He swallowed the back "yes" abruptly, because she saw Malfoy's warning gaze, and his gray eyes revealed an irresistible will.

"A glass of orange juice." She said sadly.

"A glass of orange juice." Malfoy went on, Pansy's mosquito-like reluctant voice was clearly unable to pass.

"Okay, it will be done soon." The boss lady's voice came quickly.

They are now in the Three Broomsticks Bar in Hogsmeade Village.

As for the reason for coming here, it is natural that Malfoy brought Pansy here for a "date" in order to fulfill his promise.

The word "dating" is naturally Pansy's thoughts.

As for Malfoy, he didn't have that much mental activity. He just looked at the familiar and unfamiliar environment of the tavern, and felt a little emotional for a while.

It is in sharp contrast with the old Mentingruo City, and it looks very deserted.

The witch selling strange stones is gone, the wizards with a few pairs of poker keen on gambling are gone, and even the waiters who used to shuttle among them to help are gone.

Because I'm not busy at all now, the boss can handle it alone.

After waiting only three minutes, two steaming cups were placed on the tray and were handed over by Mrs. Rosmerta.

However, after the boss’s wife approached, she exclaimed in a low voice. She looked surprised and looked at the boy a few more times.

It seemed to be strange that someone who had been a desperado in the past and was chased by the Ministry of Magic, when he came back, and had not rested for a few days, he went out on a date with his girlfriend Mi Li.

But this kind of thing is just thinking about it in my heart, hiding it in my heart, and I can't say it.

"Here, a glass of butter beer."

"This little girl's orange juice." The two cups were placed very far apart deliberately, and Pansy glanced at Pansy like a joke, but he still remembered the drunken accident.

Pansy was a little uncomfortable by her gaze.

"Okay, talk slowly." Mrs. Rosmerta took the empty tray away and returned to the bar.

"Let’s chat, don’t you have a lot to say to me? If you are willing, it’s good to talk about your campus life, such as how to be the prefect?" The beer with orange foam exudes There was a seductive sound, Malfoy took a sip, and then joked to Pansy.

The girl just stared at him.

"Is there something on my face?" Malfoy only felt a burning gaze.

"Isn't it okay to see you? It was too dark that day and I didn't see it clearly." Pansy complained somewhat.

Before he came back, the girl did have a lot of things to tell him, and a lot of questions to ask him.

But after the real settled down, she didn't know what to ask, or when the worries were calmed down, the curiosity naturally faded partly.

What's more, Malfoy has always been strictly guarded when it comes to his secrets, and it is for nothing to ask.

She also knows that she won't get any response for details.

It's better not to ask, it's much easier.

"Tell me about what you did before." Malfoy started the conversation.

"What I can mean, just take care of the lower grades, and tell them what they can and can't do, or help the professors with some chores."

"Points cannot be deducted either."

"That is to say, it looks majestic and does not do well, and others will not listen to discipline..."

Pancey was talking half talking and half complaining. Malfoy was just a quiet listener, occasionally interjecting a few words and giving suggestions.

This girl unscrupulously removed her pretending to be tough only in front of him.

"When it's okay, the students of several colleges often have conflicts..." Just when Pansy wanted to continue, he suddenly stopped.

"Meeting." The girl glanced at the tattered clock hanging on the side of the wall, stood up, almost overturning the table.

"Are there any? Malfoy looks at her and knows what's going on.

The girl looked very hesitant.

"I won't leave again." Malfoy smiled.

"It just so happens, you go back first, I have to deal with something"

Pancey left reluctantly, leaving Malfoy alone to drink.

"Checkout, if I remember correctly, it should be a few silver scots..." Malfoy tapped the desk with his wand.

Push the silver coin over.

"I invited it today, and it's time for you to celebrate." Rosmerta wiped the corners of his eyes lightly, yawned lazily, and showed a mature style in Gu Pan

"It's not worth a lot of money anyway."

"In the future, it will become more vigorous, and I will take care of it a few more times." She said with a smile.

Malfoy accepted her kindness without pretense, and walked outside.

Slightly pushed open the old wooden door and came to the street of Hogsmeade Village. The dry and cold wind blew by. He looked around, feeling a little.

Compared to the old towns and cities, students are rarely seen here now, and it looks deserted. Many wizard shopkeepers have closed their doors.

Compared to fate, money can be earned in the future.

In the end, Hogwarts will obviously be Voldemort's ultimate goal, and Hogsmeade is also hard to escape.

However, the destination of his trip did not close.

——Honey Duke Candy Shop.

The wooden door painted with green paint seems to have lost a few pieces of paint. The bright green of the past has faded. In the past, the inside can be seen through the semi-circular arc on the left side of the glass window, but now it is covered with a thin layer. The thin ash makes people look at it.

The whole shop seems to be unmaintained.

The boss is sitting, drowsy.

After Malfoy opened the door.

"Mr. Malfoy?" The boss still remembers this student who helped him a long time ago.

"I'll choose first." He lifted his wand gently.

Various kinds of exquisite and crude commodities packed into blocks flew over in an orderly manner and piled up on the ground.

Gives the illusion of gathering sand into a tower.

The edges and corners are sharp, arranged in a brick-like appearance, and the excess wrapping paper is folded and hidden underneath, which looks very neat. As for other complicated packages, they are placed on one side.

The rolling breeze blew the blue wind chime candy hanging in the shop, and the crisp rattle rang, gradually slowed down, and finally stopped.

Products lined up.

"Check out." Malfoy said politely, looking at the boss in front of him.

"I'll take an inventory." The boss came up suddenly, his eyes lighted up.

"Chocolate frog, 60 yuan..."

"Chocolate balls, 100."

"Chocolate..."

"Chocolate..."

"A total of 12 gold gallons and 2 silver sikes~IndoMTL.com~ even 12 gold gallons." The boss said happily, he hasn't opened for a long time.

"By the way, you bought so much. Last time the two brothers bought so much for experimentation. Are you?"

If it were the Weasley brothers, would it be an activity such as buying and selling, or as a raw material for some kind of mischievous food?

But Malfoy is obviously not short of money, nor is he keen on pranks.

So it's very strange.

"Used to eat." Malfoy was very honest this time, and it was true.

Naturally, the boss doesn't believe it, but the store will naturally not refuse to deliver business.

Malfoy stuffed these goods bit by bit into the parcel that had been cursed with Traceless Extension, and everything went as usual.