Chapter 72: "A Delicious Afternoon: Draco and Fleur's Date at the Cold Drinks Shop"
After that, the two of them passed through the shining bronze door and walked out of the towering white building. They walked straight across the long cobblestone street, feeling the ground that was already a little hot from the sun. August was about to pass, but there were no signs of autumn here. Pale golden sunlight filled the entire street. The afternoon sun was slightly warmer, but it was still irritating.
Not far away was the Florin's Cold Drinks Shop. The few large golden words above the shop were particularly eye-catching, shining brightly under the sunlight and attracting the attention of the surrounding pedestrians. A striped awning with simple colors extended from the upper floor, blocking the sunlight. Simple wooden chairs and tables were placed in the middle, and there were some plants that only existed in the World of Adepts placed outside the door.
"Mr. Florin, long time no see," Draco entered the shop and greeted the owner.
"Welcome, the last time you and your father were here was a long time ago," the owner, Florin, also greeted him. With his sharp eyes, he saw a beautiful girl standing beside Draco. The shrewdness of a merchant made him smell the scent of a business opportunity. "This beautiful girl must be here for the first time, right?" Florin immediately went forward and began his roundabout route, preparing to make a move on her. Women and children's money were always the easiest to earn.
Even though she was used to being praised, she still felt a little embarrassed after hearing his flattery.
Her delicate face blushed slightly. After that, when she listened to his recommendations of new products, cold drinks, and the like, she naturally felt embarrassed to reject them.
"Heh," Draco smiled when he saw this. It reminded him of how he had gone shopping in his previous life. For those who were thin-skinned, this strategy was almost always successful. This kind of girl, who seemed to have been doted on since she was young, was even more defenseless against it. However, he did not point it out. Treating someone to a meal to express his gratitude must also show some sincerity. Therefore, the two of them ordered something that was considered "luxurious." According to the owner, this was a modified version of the best-selling products in muggle cold drinks shops.
"Today, I want you to thank me, but I should be the one thanking you. I can't deal with those disgusting fellows alone," sitting at the table, the girl started chatting with him and then expressed her gratitude again. The so-called gratitude was just an excuse for her to get along with him.
"Actually, it's not that important. If I'm not here, everyone will just faint for a while. Those bastards won't dare to use their kiss," Draco said calmly.
"I'd rather die than run into those fellows," the young girl's body suddenly trembled, as if she had thought of something extremely disgusting. She spoke in an extremely disgusted tone.
"That's true. Those guys are pretty disgusting," Draco smiled and agreed.
"Are all the students at Hogwarts so powerful now?" The girl looked at Draco and asked, "You're not that Harry Potter, are you?" No one noticed that a table not far away from them suddenly shook.
"No, that's not right," she quickly denied her own thoughts. "I heard that he has black hair and a lightning scar on his forehead." She stared at Draco's face and added jokingly, "Unless you went for plastic surgery and dyed your hair."
"I don't think so," Draco scooped up a small portion of ice cream and tasted it. He evaluated it in his heart. Although it wasn't worth it, it was worth it. Besides, he had a beautiful woman by his side. However, the strange feeling in his heart was getting more and more obvious. He felt like he had overlooked something.
"Oh, right," the girl seemed to have suddenly realized something important. She brushed her long silver hair behind her back and stretched out her hand. "It's been so long, I actually forgot to introduce myself. My name is Fleur Delacour. You can call me Fleur. I'm from Boosbottom, France. What about you?" The girl finally introduced herself.
"Fleur Delacour?" Draco finally knew where the strange feeling that lingered in his heart came from.
"You can call me Lei Feng," Draco subconsciously gave a fake name.
"Lei Feng? What a strange name," Fleur repeated it again in her slightly accented English. Then she asked, "Does this name have any meaning?"
"Yes, my parents hope that I can be a good person," Draco explained perfunctorily.
"Then their wish should have come true," Fleur didn't notice. She guessed that it was the name of a Chinese national hero that she didn't know, like Joan of Arc in France.
Special Note:
It is Chinese novel, I can't change anything of it. Remember that.