Miss Planeswalker, are you free for romance?

She liked Mori Yuesa's sharp tongue and her occasional little princess-like behavior: there was a sense of familiarity and authenticity.

Of course, it’s okay if it’s not true.

Being cordial is enough.

False kindness is always better than the 'real disgust' she experienced.

"Okay, clean." Mori Yuesa clapped her hands, and after tying the last balloon to the tail of an Akita dog, her hands were finally free of those troublesome things that were floating in the air and scattered into a ball.

As for the Akita Inu…

He was grumbling and pulling at the balloon, as his owner led him around the street to find which bastard kid had done it.

"It's just a beautiful joke."

Mori Yuesha spread her hands, looking innocent: "These locals have no sense of humor and can't take a joke."

If you really tied it to the dog's tail, I don't think the lady would be angry.

Are you tying the tail?

"…I thought it was? Little Emerald?"

Harley couldn't bear to look at it and covered the lens with her hands - of course she knew where the Mori Yue yarn was tied, she was not a child.

Tail…

Ugh.

Somehow, she suddenly felt a little sympathy for Nagini.

"Come on, go on, I'm going to do a lot of shopping!"

Then it was time to go shopping. Harry really wanted to watch the magic show they had just passed by - the young man was controlling the feathers in his hands to float up and down around his body, which was quite interesting.

"What's the point of magic? I'll show you some magic when I get a chance."

Mori Yuesha's casual magic made Hari's eyes flash with complexity.

"Magic?" She whispered, not intending to let it go easily: "What magic?"

"Hmm... it's a magic that can turn..." Mori Yuesha pointed at the store the three people were about to enter: "... it's a magic that can turn this place into ruins."

The blond waiter who greeted guests at the door had a complicated expression.

"It's much more fun than magic. You can do it if you want." She held Harry's hand: "Let me think, I have to buy you... me something. Nagini, shall we buy a car first? Otherwise, how are we going to take it back?"

The waiter who greeted the guests had a more complicated expression.

"Just leave your address and we'll deliver it."

I wonder if Mori Yuesha can be given as a gift?

She just wanted to buy a small car to drive.

"After seeing you riding Cookie, I swore that you would not drive any vehicle other than Cookie." Nagini said coldly in a very gentle tone: "You almost messed up flying in the sky and went straight to the nuclear..."

“That was a special case.”

"You're done. No."

First, a universal color: black.

Black hair, black skirt, black heels, dark green eyes, great; then a basic white T-shirt with bright floral trousers, simple on top and complex on bottom, with a sense of layering... well, a sporty style is also a must. This pair of straight pants is so beautiful!

Harley: ...

Obviously buy her something.

What do you mean buy it yourself...

What the girl didn't know was that the smile on her face was growing bigger and bigger, and she was less and less willing to hide it.

There are also times of surprise.

For example, when swiping a card.

"Five, more than five thousand pounds..." She wanted to reach out to stop the card, but found that she had Nagini in her left hand and Mori Yuesha in her right hand, and she had no extra body parts to block it.

"Mori..."

"Ok?"

"Too expensive..." Harley lowered her voice nervously. She guessed that it was bought for herself, but she was not sure, so as not to make a fool of herself. "You... can you wear so many clothes?"

Mori Yuesha tapped her chin: "Me? I bought it for you. How can I be so flat..."

It was really bought for me...!

"I don't have that much money..." She felt her face was red and a little hot. In her heart, she felt a strange excitement: "I don't have that much money."

"I know, but you look great in these clothes."

"…Suitable?"

Nagini noticed it when she was changing clothes just now.

A high-necked black sweater, loose vertical-striped dark blue pants, and a pair of somewhat old-fashioned thick black-framed glasses - Mori Yuesha, is this style of your dressing called the 'Tojo Aoi' style?

"I'll take you to get a new hairstyle later."

Don't play the substitute training trick, master.

"Hehe, little jade, turn around and take a step with your left leg! Head to the second store!"

Chapter 52 Shopping is my specialty

'My master is very good at shopping.'

-Harry Potter didn't understand the profound meaning of Nagini's words until she jumped out of the car and stepped on the street.

Until she was dragged like a puppet through countless stores.

She remembered that the previous 'like' was not expressed in the superlative form, right?

"The quality is high, but the frequency is low." Nagini whispered in her ear, "Usually I do it for her. She only needs to tap on the tablet at home, and I make the phone calls."

Harry was speechless.

"It's good to be happy, isn't it?"

Harry didn't notice it, but Nagini saw it clearly. From the beginning, she was reluctant, but now, this little girl has begun to "actively" drag Mori Yuesha around - letting go of her nature, plus Mori Yuesha's occasional tossing, the closeness pushed the two people closer and closer.

Some things come naturally.

such as…

"I can talk to snakes."

A very sudden sentence.

"Ah?"

Mori Yuesha didn't hear clearly, she was holding a scarf and comparing it to Harry's body: "The green snow pattern one is better, or the green and black one..."

"Sister..." Harley corrected herself and tugged at her sleeve: "I can talk to snakes."

"I'd rather have the green snow pattern." Mori Yuesha looked up: "What did you say?"

I can talk to snakes.

In the zoo.

I understand their language, and they understand mine.

"Talking to snakes?"

Mori Yuesha glanced at Nagini behind her and said, "Aren't you always talking to the snake?"

Harley: ...

It was her turn to be stunned.

"what?"

Mori Yuesha called the waiter over, handed her the chosen scarf, and turned her head: "You mean, you can be with..." Her palm twisted and zigzagged: "...the kind of vegetable snake that crawls around?"

“…I don’t know what kind it is, but it won’t be that detailed.”

Oh, python?

"What did you say?"

Harry paused.

At this time, shouldn't you either question whether I am joking or stay away with a look of surprise?

——What’s wrong with her?

She knew the result, but still told the secret in a self-deprecating manner. It was hard to tell whether it was a childish test or something else - she hoped that Mori Yuesha and Nagini would still accept her after hearing her, but she also knew that there was a high probability that the master and servant of this wealthy family would stay away from her - her servants would also let her do so.

But Harry still wanted to say it.

She wanted to try it.

result…

It was totally beyond her expectations.

"Because it's normal. You have some magic power... you call it magic, right?" Mori Yuesha looked back at Nagini, and after getting a nod from the latter, she turned back to Harry and said, "But being able to understand the language of snakes means that you have some kind of talent - well, I remember that I seemed to have seen a child with the same talent as you a long time ago? I forgot... it seems?"

In fact, Harry Potter never thought that magic really existed.

But that day...

'Where are you from?'

The python swung its tail and it hit the label on the window - Brazil.

'It's nice over there, isn't it?'

The snake took a picture of the tag on the other snake - this snake was a breeding sample in the zoo.

'Oh, so you've never been to Brazil?'

then…

And then she screwed up.

"It's usually like this, you have to go to a larger and more famous one. Small zoos don't have such rare species, so just fool people. After all, some animals are becoming increasingly rare in today's cities." Nagini analyzed seriously, and like Mori Yuesha, she didn't care at all about 'chatting with snakes'.

Isn't she a snake herself?

"…Do you believe what I say?"

"Of course, it's not something weird." Nagini nodded to the salesperson and pulled the two children out of the store: "Are you hungry? There are many choices for midnight snacks."

"Take little Jade to get her hair done first."

Harry chuckled as he watched the master and servant who were concentrating on discussing whether to find a place to eat first or get their hair cut first.

"I'm so happy today." She rubbed her arms, and the extremely thin girl's eyes sparkled with dazzling light: "Thank you..."

Mori Yuesa made a scissors gesture and ruffled Harley's thick black hair.

"Oh, then do you want to have a midnight snack first or go for some snapchat?"

——Haircut…

Harry subconsciously raised his hand to cover his forehead: the scar.

Once Aunt Petunia took a pair of long-nosed scissors from the kitchen that didn't look like they were meant for hair and cut almost all of her hair off: only a tuft was left on her forehead to 'cover up that disgusting, horrible scar'.

She remembered Dudley laughing and laughing at herself that afternoon.

Of course, the next day, the hair was back to the way it was before Aunt Petunia cut it.

Although...it's none of my business.

But she was still scolded and put in solitary confinement for a week.

"I…"