HP: I beat the otome game at Hogwarts

Chapter 145 Petrification in the Fitting Room

Both dresses are beautiful in their own way.

Merlin might also find it difficult to decide, but it's not a difficult problem for Draco Malfoy.

"Wrap both skirts up." The Malfoy scion made the decision for the dark-haired girl with a wave of his hand.

Malfoy doesn't need to choose; Malfoy can have it all.

But some people didn't appreciate it.

“Wait, boss,” Lyra stopped her boss from waving his wand at her, “I want to try on other dresses before I decide—”

Draco Malfoy wasn't upset. Ladies always had a bit of trouble choosing clothes, and it was common for them to try on every style in the entire clothing store.

Mom often spends most of the day browsing jewelry and clothing stores. When Dad is busy with work, he sometimes comes to keep Mom company, saying it's a gentleman's patience and manners.

But Lyra and Malfoy's thought processes are clearly not on the same wavelength.

Lyra simply felt that the two dresses only matched the silver-white robe Draco Malfoy was wearing now, but her future partner might not choose a dress or robe of that color.

To be honest, she didn't even know who her boyfriend would be. It was all too far off, and the school hadn't yet informed everyone why they needed to bring a dress.

Draco Malfoy, who already knew there would be a prom next semester, had no doubt that he would be Lyra's only dance partner.

The elegant clothing store takes a high-end, bespoke approach, catering to a different clientele than budget clothing stores. The owner is very familiar with the habits and lifestyles of these wealthy ladies.

Although this beautiful dark-haired girl may not be from a wealthy family, she has clearly captured the heart of young Malfoy—having seen countless boyfriends accompanying their lovers shopping, she can still discern whether their eyes are filled with love.

The shop owner then swayed his hips as he took out the newest items from the store, letting the black-haired girl choose whatever she wanted. She had a feeling that she would make a big order today.

Draco Malfoy had already changed into his robes. He had originally wanted to try on a black tuxedo, but now he felt that silver-white was the best choice.

Leila tried on a dress made of light purple-blue fabric. This fabric was also very light, and the hem flowed gracefully around her feet as she walked, giving her a very youthful look.

The dress was beautiful, but Leila felt it didn't suit her quite well. Instead, she thought of another familiar girl—

Hermione, if she were willing to ditch the twenty thick books she always carries, this flowing dress would perfectly showcase her girlish charm.

Harry and Ron, those two careless idiots, certainly didn't notice that Hermione had grown into a young woman and was beginning to show signs of girlish feelings—this could be seen from the daisy hair clip that Hermione had in her hair this summer.

She also has longer legs, a slimmer waist, a fuller bust, and an extra small mirror and colored lipstick in her backpack.

At Harry's birthday party a few days ago, Lyra barely had to put on any makeup before Hermione agreed to it. Keep in mind that just last term, Hermione was only using colorless lip balm!

Oh, Merlin, one really can't help but murmur about him!

Just as Lyra was thinking that this dress might suit Hermione better, she heard Hermione and Ginny talking as they walked toward Elegant Clothing Store.

Draco Malfoy naturally heard the two girls' voices as well, and his face immediately darkened. Even rare, serendipitous encounters are bound to be disturbed by a few flies—

The moment the store door was pushed open, Leila swiftly pulled the platinum-haired boy into the private fitting room.

"Shh—" Leila whispered, gesturing for him to be quiet.

But this time, the proud pure-blooded young master became dissatisfied. When did he ever need to avoid others, let alone just a mud-blood and a pure-blooded impoverished family!

"You... um..."

Draco Malfoy was about to lose his temper when Lyra swiftly covered his mouth, which only made him angrier. What kind of shady character was he?!

"Shut up, don't force me to use the petrification spell!" Lyra threatened directly.

She didn't want to see the platinum-rich young master being arrogant and rude to his friends again.

If things escalate, Sirius and his group of Gryffindor boys and girls are all nearby, and it would be easy to attract their attention, leading to another fight. Just thinking about it is a headache.

She's never seen Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy meet and manage to refrain from fighting!

Moreover, there are the troublemaking twins, Ron who's always ready to stab his friends in the back, and Sirius who's fiercely protective of his own... It would be really hard for Remus to stop them all by himself.

Forget it, let's solve this once and for all.

Seeing Draco Malfoy's face turn red with anger, his neck stiff and unwilling to back down, Lyra simply pulled out her secondhand wand and cast a petrification spell on him in a crude and straightforward manner.

"Lyra, are you there?" Hermione and Ginny looked at the empty shop with surprise.

"Hey, I'm here—" Leila pretended that she had just been trying on clothes in the fitting room. She quickly walked out of the fitting room, not forgetting to close the door behind her.

"Wow, so beautiful!" Hermione and Ginny exclaimed in unison.

“Oh, I think this dress is pretty, but it doesn’t really suit me,” Lyra said. “I think Hermione would look much better in it—”

At Lyra's urging, Hermione decided to try on the blue-purple dress, after all, it was really beautiful, and somehow, Hermione fell in love with it at first sight.

“This is love at first sight—” Ginny commented, “and really, this dress suits you perfectly, Hermione.”

In the end, Hermione bought the dress she wanted, even though it was a bit more expensive than ordinary dresses, she was willing to pay the Galleons.

“I think it’s worth it.” Hermione said contentedly, carrying the box.

Leila didn't buy any dresses. She then tried on a short cream-yellow dress, which the girls all agreed looked good, but was a bit too vibrant.

However, when she left, she took the store's product catalog and also pre-ordered the next batch of new product brochures, which she could order by mail if she saw anything she liked.

The owner of the elegant clothing store smiled and saw the girls off, even though they had only bought one dress in total.

The boss was certain that the big order was on the way.

Although I don't know why I didn't see anyone in the store just now, the young master of the Malfoy family will definitely not disappoint.