Chapter 285: On the train (down)

"We are now going south." Furong spread out a map of the world on the table in front of him, and slid it with thin, white fingers, murmured while looking at it.
"Are you going to France? I can be a tour guide." Furong's blue eyes began to shine and get excited.
"Then we seem to be going to Calais first." Furong closed his eyes briefly and recalled, and said quickly.
Booth Barton’s team was driven by a rune horse, and did not take Muggle’s transportation, but Furong still knew that, because she followed Mrs. Maxime earlier.
But that was in 1993.
At this time, the British Ministry of Magic had imposed many restrictions on the use of flying powder. In response to the return of Voldemort, the supervision of phantom shifting became stricter, so the two chose the train as the mode of transportation.
Of course, Malfoy has not actually visited those places and does not support the conditions for using Phantom Shapeshift. Furthermore, the farther away, the greater the power required for Phantom Shapeshift. He wants to reach his destination, no Knowing how many straits you have to cross-then maybe you will be pumped to dry first.
"Where should we go first?" Furong reached out and gestured.
"Provence? Actually I don't like it very much. I think the only advantage there is that the air is good, otherwise, the Louvre? I like many Muggle artists, and they do very well in music, at least A lot stronger than Cetina Warbeck, think about why such a vulgar song like "You Hook My Heart With Magic" is so popular?" Furong said with a complaint.
"We are not traveling there, and besides, I think the best way to spend a boring time on the trip is to sleep." Malfoy glanced at Furong, yawning tiredly, and said sleepily, then closed his eyelids Start to take a nap.
"I think the safest way to deal with it now is-you take her back immediately and wait for me, but it's not a journey just for entertainment." Closing his eyes, Malfoy's mind was not Consciously emerged the last dialogue with Dumbledore not long ago.
The forbidden forest under the night is filled with a gloomy atmosphere, all kinds of sounds from the bushes, and reptiles seem to dominate here.
"It's not a gentleman's behavior to make a lady sad, and I will no longer allow someone to be attacked in front of my eyes." The silver Phoenix said with consolation.
"First of all, I am a wizard." Malfoy shook his head, denying Dumbledore's statement, and then said seriously.
"Well, it's just that I think multiple assistants will be better now." Phoenix made a thoughtful look.
"She may only add chaos. For example, not long ago, the riots in the auditorium, it was not a good thing that the emotions overwhelmed reason." Malfoy frowned, holding his wand.
"Then can I also say that what you are doing is also overwhelming reason? Mr. Malfoy?" There was an old laugh in Phoenix's mouth.
"If reason really overwhelms everything, I think you should still be an ordinary student at Hogwarts now, and you won't find me deliberately long ago, right?" said the old man meaningfully.
"And I don't think so, I think this may be a good thing. Please believe the intuition of an old man. At least, you have a free translator, don't you?" The old man said with the kindness of Phoenix, he was still very funny. Just a joke.
"I think English is enough, and that is not our destination." Malfoy did not experience Dumbledore's humor.
"Well, let's not talk about this topic. I just want to say that Voldemort will not understand the reason for the wand's abnormality so quickly. At least this will not be his highest priority, so we have more time." Phoenix then became serious and said.
Malfoy thought for a moment in silence.
"Well... someone came, knocking on the door of my office, our communication can come to an end, good luck! Happy journey! Mr. Malfoy." The silver frosted Phoenix whispered, and then the silver body Gradually reduced to a mist of smoke, drifting to the end of the jungle with the wind.
Dumbledore lifted the guardian curse and left.
At this time, the elegiac phoenix lingering in Furong's ears also disappeared at the same time. She walked past with light steps and came to Malfoy.
"First of all, I want to declare one thing first." Malfoy said rightly.
"At present, the dementors of Azkaban have actually disappeared, so even if I was caught just now, I won't become an idiot in your mouth."
Furong's expression fell into a daze for a moment. Under the night, the moonlight reflected on her slightly blushing cheeks, which had an amazing charm.
She may have made a big oolong.
"What about that, I only decided to do it with confidence in my heart." She said a little shamefully but stubbornly.
"Then you are prepared to accept the secret that you may not be able to bear at all?" Malfoy raised his eyebrows, turned his head to look at the tall fir around him, and stopped looking at the girl, giving her time to think.
Furong's eyelids jumped, her tight lips tightened, and she thought for a while, but she said firmly, "Of course."
"Such as this? Can you accept it?" Malfoyd stopped his pace, waving his wand lightly, no light shining or sounding, but it was true that he used magic, and the magic power was near the wand tip. It fluctuates and then spreads around.
Furong suddenly hugged his shoulders and felt a cold. It was a kind of inexplicable anxiety and panic from the bottom of his heart. It seemed that something was approaching.
A decaying odor penetrated into her nose~EbookFREE.me~ made her feel vomiting.
"Dementor!" Her blue pupil dilated and fell into shock.
"We have to go," she said hurriedly. "That's too much." She even complained of Malfoy's "crow's mouth."
Didn’t you say that all the dementors are missing? Why does it appear now?
"They concluded a contract-like "magic" with me." Malfoy said lightly. "In a sense, I am their owner."
Malfoy, who wanted to let the girl back out of difficulties, did not end up expecting Furong's reaction.
"Then you don't want to move them. I want to test the effect of my patron saint." Instead of feeling scared, Furong's eyes brightened, curiously observing this group of creatures that were no longer threatening, and eager to try.
"It seems that I really want to bring an interpreter, maybe this is really good?" Seeing did not frighten the girl, Malfoy could only help her forehead helplessly, comforting herself.