Civilization and Harmony Hogwarts

When he came out of the fireplace, Tom couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed——

The originally well-groomed hair was a little messy due to the rapid travel, and the ashes of the fireplace seemed to have a conscious preference for Tom's delicate face.

Afu looked at the disheartened little Tom, suppressed a smile and gave him a "clean up".

Little Tom, who is always well-dressed and meticulous, is rarely seen in a mess.

Afu felt annoyed for a while—she didn't bring any tools to record video and photos when she went out today.

I have to regret the loss of an opportunity to record the history of Little Tom Black.

Although Afu was a little regretful, she quickly calmed down.

"Let's go, let's pick out the style of the dress for you first, and then measure your size." Afu narrated today's plan to Tom, "Then it's Tom's free time!"

Afu's tone began to be a little high-pitched: "Little Tom is casual! I will pay for the consumption of the audience today! No matter what or how much you want to buy today, I will satisfy you!"

Afu's rhetoric attracted the attention of all the little wizards around. Almost all of them looked at the little Tom next to Afu with envy, and then invariably said "You are so unbelievable", "It's really mine to have you." "Fufu" sad eyes, looking at the parents beside him with hatred.

Only a few tsundere little wizards with strict and elegant clothes and unruly hair showed the expression of "isn't this normal?"

The parents felt that they were severely despised by their own cubs, and all showed kind smiles.

But since it was in public now, they barely suppressed the violent fluctuations in their hearts, and planned to go home and talk about it.

Little Tom faced the envious gazes of his peers around him, and he didn't show the slightest bit of shame. Instead, he felt joy and enjoyment in his heart, as if... he should be admired by everyone as a matter of course.

But the fly in the ointment is that he feels that he should not only be surrounded by envy, but more enthusiastic reverence, respect and fanaticism.

Tom felt a little dissatisfied for some reason, but immediately thought that he had received such attention because of Afu, and the greedy monster in his heart suddenly disappeared, and the clamoring hunger in his heart was fed instead.

Little Tom shook Afu's hand vigorously, with a reserved smile on his face, as if he was used to this kind of love.

This indifferent appearance made the little wizards who were already suffering from citric acid all the more sour, and all of them wished they could replace them with their own bodies.

'Let me take on this sweet trouble! '

'I have a thick skin and a big heart, let me go! '

'I can't have a cheap dad, wait for such a beautiful parent exuding the charming fragrance of Jin Galleon to lead me home! '

'I don't eat much, and the skin is easy to raise. My sister looks at me! '

The various moods of the little wizards are not humane.

Under all kinds of gazes, Afu led Little Tom into the door of the clothing store.

"Oh~ ma'am, welcome." A witch in a fashionable robe of brilliantly colored cloth patchwork came up to her.

With her sharp eyes, she could tell at a glance that the clothes on Afu and Little Tom were expensive.

'A big deal. ' She thought flatteredly, and then she kept moving, and graciously led the two of them into the store.

"Ma'am, we have ready-made clothes here, and we also provide customized services. Are you planning to?" The question was dragged on, waiting for Afu's answer.

"Customization." Afu led Little Tom to him, "Customize a few dresses for this child to attend various formal occasions."

"The most recent social event is a wedding." Afu added, "It belongs to the Black family, so the dresses made must avoid some taboos in their family."

"Oh!" The shopkeeper's face showed a look of joy, "It turned out to be the wedding of the Black family."

The owner is very sure and sure now, this is definitely a big customer!Big Sheep!

The ancient Black family only associates with families and individuals who are "suitable for status", and not everyone can be a guest of the Black family.

Families with a long history often have fixed fashion designers. Although the shop owner has long-term cooperation contracts with several pure-blood families, who doesn't like to develop an extra rich and wealthy client?

Thinking of this, the shopkeeper's attitude became more enthusiastic.

"Please come with me, this little gentleman. Let's measure the size first." The shop owner guided Little Tom to stand on a high platform in the middle of the shop, "If possible, please take off your coat first? The size The more accurately the clothes are made, the better the fit."

The owner's attitude is comfortable but not too enthusiastic to embarrass.

"Ma'am, you can sit on the sofa next to you and rest for a while, and have some snacks and tea." The shopkeeper did not ignore anyone, and reached out to Afu as a gesture of invitation, "There are some newspapers and magazines on the table, you can take a look and send them away." Take a moment."

Afu raised her delicate chin to show that she knew it, and when the shopkeeper turned around and took out the magic tape measure, he walked to the rest area next to him and sat down.

Several newspapers and magazines were randomly placed on the table in the rest area, but among the pile of paper pages, the shop's product display catalog was the most conspicuous.

Afu understood the shopkeeper's deliberate intentions very well, and reached out and picked up the product display album with a brightly colored cover indifferently.

Afu opened the album and casually browsed through the various designs on the album.

Little Tom stood on the high platform, unbuttoned his suit jacket, and then put the jacket he took off on the shelf beside him.

The magic tape measure that the shopkeeper took out was very "lively", as soon as it appeared, it rushed towards Tom's direction.

The slender and cool measuring tape was firmly wrapped around Tom's waist, chest, arms, neck and thighs, while the shopkeeper held a small board in one hand and the parchment that the quill was flying on the board in the other. The size of Tom is recorded on it.

Soon, all the measurements of Tom's body were measured and recorded. The shopkeeper carefully and forcefully pulled out the magic measuring tape, which was fond of Tom's beautiful body, and apologized to Tom, who was molested by the tape measure and made a black face, with an apologetic smile: " I'm really sorry, this tape measure has a bad personality, it especially likes those who are good-looking and well-proportioned, and always make some jokes."

Tom pursed his lips and said nothing, but nodded to show that he didn't care.

The shopkeeper grasped the two ends of the tape that had been pulled away, and stretched it vigorously—the tape that was forced to straighten at this moment looked like a person who had no love in life, and the two tails that danced wildly stopped moving, as if Lying like a corpse.