Chapter 293: coincidence

In front of the two was a well-decorated tavern. The walls outside the house were covered with wall-climbing tigers. The green leaves stretched towards the sun. The door was an old but clean oak door, on both sides of the tavern. Several transparent glass windows were opened, and some small square tables could be seen vaguely, and several drinkers sat in front of the table.
　　
　　 The pub has no name. Perhaps the owner of the pub thinks it is unnecessary.
　　
When the wooden door was pushed open, the light outside the house was immediately absorbed by the dull masonry inside. The entire wall was made of black marble. There were several old retro torches hanging on it. There was a charm of time in it, and the flames emitted With dim light, it looks full of style.
　　
　　 These are not the most amazing, the most amazing thing is that they are the owners of this bar.
　　
　　 He is a centaur. He is pulling his lower body limbs through the tavern at the moment. His sturdy arm is holding a plate, and he seems to be able to work as a bartender. .
　　
　　His action is very fast, walking quickly between the curved oak bar and the wine table.
　　
　　 "Come on two bottles of rum!" a bartender called out loudly, and the Mr. Centaur quickly hurried over.
　　
　　 "It seems that France is really quite open in this respect." Malfoy sat on a backrest chair and looked carefully at the centaur tavern owner.
　　
　　 The hybrid of giants and ordinary people, Mrs. Maxim, can be the principal of the French School of Magic, which is enough to see that they do not value these.
　　
　　 "Of course!" Furong raised his head proudly and said, "All intelligent creatures are worthy of our respect, and there is no distinction between high and low."
　　
　　 "Maybe." Malfoy shook his head, and did not echo Furong's words.
　　
"What do the two need to order?" At this moment, the Centaur shopkeeper had come to the wooden table in front of the two, and asked, there was a beige ramie tablecloth on the table, but it was not placed on it. Drink.
　　
　　 "Two glasses of ordinary wine is just fine." Malfoy nodded.
　　
　　 French wine is very famous, as for luxury wine, wizard society and Muggle society will certainly not be a brand, and he is not keen on these.
　　
　　Luxury goods are items that are used to show social status without specific use value. More often, they are used as a symbol of one's own class.
　　
　　 "Okay, sir." The Centaur shopkeeper nodded.
　　
　　 A woman walked through the door and walked in. The fire shone the dim light on her hair, exuding an amazing sense of mystery. It was a bright violet color, which immediately attracted the attention of many people.
　　
　　 Even a man whistled.
　　
　　 Even if the face is not too gorgeous, just ordinary, this hair is enough to attract the attention of many people.
　　
　　 "Is it really a ghost?" Malfoy frowned, and he quickly smoothed it, because he didn't see Lu Ping's figure. It seemed that the appearance of this Ms. Auror was not the state of performing the task.
　　
　　 I saw her eyes were slack, and there seemed to be tears in the corners of her eyes, just like a sad woman who fell in love and came to buy a drunk.
　　
　　 Malfoy is more willing to believe that this is a coincidence.
　　
　　 This is indeed a coincidence.
　　
　　Lupin was given up after a while, and gave up the decision to track. After all, it was only his own unsustainable suspicion at the time. It was not too strange for the other party to discover and see through.
　　
　　 And he is very confident about his ability to get rid of tracking.
　　
　　 "Is she pretty? I don't think so." Furong watched Malfoy with some anger, and cast his gaze on Tonks.
　　
　　 "This is the partner of Auror just now, I think she just avoids being suspicious." Malfoy explained.
　　
　　 "Then what shall we do?" Furong asked in a hurry in a hurry, and stopped looking at Tonks.
　　
　　 "Just pretend nothing happened, this should be a coincidence." Malfoy whispered, then raised the wine glass that had been delivered in front of him, and took a sip.
　　
　　 Too much alcohol will affect people's judgment, but the right amount is not harmful.
　　
　　 "This lady, can I have the honor to invite you to have a drink?"
　　
　　 A man walked quietly to Tonks, flirted with a conversation, a hand frivolously climbed on her shoulder
　　
"Roll," Tonks said coldly, at this time her hair quickly became black, the small square wine table began to tremble, the wine glass on the table suddenly jumped, the liquid inside splashed, spilled this Talk to the man's face.
　　
　　 The man pulled out his wand in anger, and Tonks was faster than him.
　　
　　 "Except your weapon!"
　　
　　 The intense light flashed in the dark tavern, and the man was instantly pushed against the wall by a huge impact, and then slowly slid down from it, completely losing his ability to resist.
　　
"Harrison Harriman, an Englishman, once used a spell of confusion on a female Muggle on British Street. After being found, he attacked Auror, resisted the arrest, and fled to North America. The ministry demanded hereby joint arrest." Tonks said coldly.
　　
　　 The man's face died instantly.
　　
　　 "Okay, misjudgment." Malfoy shrugged and tilted his head and said to Furong: "It's here to do business, but it has nothing to do with us."
　　
　　 "Good acting." He added.
　　
The sky is sinking, the bright sunshine is fading away, and the night is falling. Unlike the neon lights in the Muggle society, every store in the bazaar hangs a similar lantern in front of its own store. The small objects exuded a colorful light, and the owners of those stalls also gathered their stalls.
　　
　　 The owner's gaze glanced back and forth between the two, looking at "How many rooms?"
　　
　　 "One~EbookFREE.me~ Furong's eyes widened suddenly, and his beautiful blue pupil was filled with incredible emotions, staring at Malfoy.
　　
　　'S face was suddenly covered with a faint red glow.
　　
　　 "Aren't you going home to see? This room is my single room." Malfoy said slowly.
　　
　　 "Is it okay?" Furong asked a little hesitantly, but surprised, skipping some shy emotions just now.
　　
　　 "Of course." Malfoy shrugged and said indifferently. "You seem a little absent-minded, which is quite detrimental to our actions in the future. I don't want a distracting assistant."
　　
　　 "If you go back here, it is actually a good result."
　　
　　 "Of course not!" Furong said quickly, "I will not let them find me, I will just go back and see, how? I will meet you here tomorrow."
　　
　　This is a rare opportunity for her. )!!