Chapter 287: get rid of

"It's time to stand." The male's magnetic voice rang from Furong's ear, and then she realized that she was asleep.
"Your voice sounds strange now." Furong smiled helplessly at Malfoy, then covered his mouth and yawned.
Disguise, of course, requires a full range of disguise, and Malfoy's voice is not the sound that young people should have.
"I have to take a boat later." Furong stretched out and complained, "That's the way I hate the most."
"I'm afraid not." Malfoy glanced at Furong, then said casually: We have arrived in France. "
"What?" Furong's tone was full of unstoppable surprises and surprises.
Her eyes turned to the car window, when the car was already parked into the station, the sign on the platform read-GareduNord (Paris North Station).
"What's going on?" Furong looked at Malfoy incredulously.
"The charm of Muggle technology will be explained to you later," he said.
"Now where are we going?" Furong asked.
"Send you home first." Malfoy said blankly.
"Okay, make a joke." He saw Furong's stunned expression, his mouth slightly tickled, and he wanted to laugh. For the time being, he would rather believe Dumbledore's advice, and in fact such a journey does not seem too bad.
Ollivander must now be under the protection of Dumbledore, and there are many obstacles for Voldemort to be informed.
The purpose of this trip is not too urgent.
The two have now got off the train, following the crowd of people on the platform, and slowly walking towards the exit.
"We have to solve a tracker now." Malfoy paused, his eyes flashing. "No, it looks like a pair." He added.
When Malfoy handed his ID to Lupin just now, he left a mark magic on him.
"Sure enough." Malfoy looked at the mark. Even among the crowd, Malfoy found the "trainman" at a glance.
The man's appearance has just changed completely, and there are more women around him, who should be companions.
"Maybe it's an acquaintance," he said, feeling an inexplicable sense of familiarity in the man.
"Lu Ping?" Without the disguise of the compound decoction, he was eventually spotted by Malfoy. This level of disguise cannot hide the people who know him.
"Okay, don't follow my eyes, be careful to let them find out." Malfoy reminded Furong who wanted to take a look over there. "Just pretend nothing happened," he said.
As the crowd walked across the platform, they were getting closer and closer to the exit of the station, and some clamor outside the station could be heard faintly, and some tall people could even see people holding signs, looking like they were picking up people.
"Where are we going?" Furong asked, she followed Malfoy gasping through the traffic hub outside the station, and it seemed that this outsider was more familiar than the local "indigenous".
"Of course it is to get rid of them. This is the easiest way. If other methods are used, I don't want to be wanted by the French Ministry of Magic as soon as I come." Malfoy walked to a coffee shop with Furong at this time.
This is a very elegant cafe, and it is unique and unique near the bustling station.
The French are quite enthusiastic about coffee, but they don’t care about the taste, or are not limited to the taste, but more environment and atmosphere. The places where French people rest to drink coffee can be said to be all over the streets, under the shade of trees, by the road, On the side of the square, on the banks of the river, on cruise ships, on the balcony on the street, or even the Eiffel Tower.
This cafe has many outdoor cafes with colorful parasols outside the hall. Most of the guests choose to sit outside and enjoy their coffee, and enjoy the performances of street artists.
"Two cups of cappuccino." Malfoy walked straight to a seat in the store and sat down slowly. He took out a franc with Debussy's head from his jacket and handed it to the waiter.
This is a franc of twenty denominations.
"Okay, sir." The waiter was slightly lowered, and he always paid 120,000 respects to the generous and generous customers, because Malfoy did not ask for change, and the rest was naturally his tip.
"Where is the bathroom?" Malfoy continued to ask.
"Go straight over there" the waiter politely reached out and pointed to the side. "Left turn is the men's toilet and right turn is the women's toilet."
"Okay, thank you." He stretched his waist, made a lazy look, and then faced slightly, with Hibiscus just audibly said: "You can change the appearance of the mask, wait for us The first phone booth in front of the intersection just met."
Furong nodded slightly.
"It's so hot in the weather." Malfoy stood up, pretending to complain angrily, and at the same time unbuttoned his button and leaned his black jacket on the chair, "Can you help me?" A bit?" he asked the waiter.
"Of course, sir, I'll be happy to serve you." The barman smiled.
Then, a tall, freckled, brown-haired male, and a blonde soon left the cafe without any attention.
"Wait for me!" Tonks ran panting with Lu Ping. Perhaps the only benefit after being infected by the werewolf was that even in his normal state, his physical strength was very good. He followed Malfoy and Furong closely all the way. People, keeping a certain distance, but cannot be discovered.
Tonks, who is a woman, is worse.
"Sir, what do you need?" The waiter who had just received Malfoy immediately greeted him.
Lu Ping's gaze glanced around, ignoring the attendant's inquiry, and his pupils dilated sharply.
"I lost it." He clenched his fists, and when he saw the black jacket, he knew that he had been discovered~EbookFREE.me~ He also cast a spell on the wizard just now, to facilitate Tracking, I did not expect to be used in the end.
"Someone's there!" The waiter hurried to the chair where Ma Erfu was, "There were two people just now. They left temporarily, and they will come back soon, or will they sit there? Empty seats?" There are many more," the waiter said diligently.
"They won't be back." Lupin shook his head and approached the backrest chair with his jacket, trying to get some clues.
"Reams, be careful!" Tonks was surprised to find that the table began to shake violently, and the cup on it started to tremble like a time bomb, and he could not help reminding him.
The waiter looked at the scene in surprise.
With a clatter, the table eventually turned over, the cup was thrown high, and the unprepared Lupin was splashed with brown beverage. Fortunately, the temperature had cooled down and there was no scald.
"Okay, Tonks, let's go first." The man sighed and brushed his wet hair, and said with some disappointment.