HP's Platinum Temptation

Lucius didn't expect that the blond boy won Draco's friendship so easily.It even made Draco take the initiative to hold his hand.Lucius was also very surprised that this happened to Draco, who didn't particularly like being close to strangers.

Moreover, in a shop with a large population density, such a close physical distance is a bit too intimate for Lucius.Except for my own family, there are very few people who can stand no more than an arm's length away from me like this.

Lucius was silent for a while, before he got used to the close distance between the two of them: "I rarely see Draco like someone who meets for the first time so much. Clarence, you seem to be very good at Communicate with children who are younger than me." Since the other party is still a child, Lucius can finally accept it, although the boy's height really makes him a little unnatural at this time.

"Well, maybe. My sister Alvira is five years older than Mr. Malfoy Jr. Before I entered Hogwarts, I was with her most of the time. So I may have gotten used to it." The boy's expression at this time did not show any unnaturalness at all, with a shallow smile on his face, and the answer returned to the ease and fluentness just now: "Besides, boys are much easier to get along with than girls, aren't they, little girl?" Mr. Malfoy." The boy said, looking sideways at Draco who had been humming an out-of-key tune happily.

"Yes!" Draco immediately responded cheerfully: "We are all boys!"

"Yeah, that's right!" The boy seemed a little happier after receiving the child's affirmation.

The operation style of Lambert's clothing store is very different from the traditional wizard's robe shop.The layout is much larger than ordinary shops, but in the end there is not much space left.Clothes of all colors line the shelves.In contrast, here there are more than one of each style of clothing, hanging together in order of size from small to large.At the first impression, people feel that there are many choices and they are dazzled.

In addition to the shelves full of clothes, there are also many transparent glass display cabinets placed in the store in an orderly manner. Together with the shelves, the space in the store is subtly divided into several different areas.Wizards, witches, and children's clothing were all separated, and Lucius noticed that there was also an area labeled 'Fashion Elements', which contained clothes that imitated Quidditch team uniforms.The showcase that first attracted Draco's attention belonged to this area.

"Mr. Malfoy, what do you think of our shop? Does the style of the clothes suit your wishes?" The young man joked with Draco and at the same time did not seem to intend to neglect his real customers, so he took the initiative to ask.

"Oh, yes, it looks very rich. Are the clothes here made in advance according to the fixed size?" Lucius nodded politely.

"Well, we have made several fixed sizes based on the body shape of most wizards, so that the waiting time for customers will be reduced a lot. If the difference from the actual body shape is not very big, we will use magic at the checkout place. Mantra to fine-tune the service." The young man answered patiently.

"I don't quite understand the meaning of doing this. If there are some special requirements, it can't be satisfied, right? And generally well-mannered customers are willing to wait patiently for high-quality products." Lucius frowned slightly, He said very frankly: "If every purchase needs to go through such a dense population, I don't think I will particularly like it. Maybe my thinking is too old-fashioned, please don't mind my directness."

"Oh, it's nothing." The boy shook his head indifferently, stopped in his tracks, and showed an unsuspecting smile: "Your directness will only make me feel that you are sincere."

Lucius raised his eyebrows, showed an elegant smile, and looked back at the boy's eyes: "It's rare for me to hear someone comment on a Malfoy like that."

"Really? It's probably because they didn't get to know you seriously!" The boy's expression remained unchanged, as if he couldn't understand Lucius' self-mockery.He raised his hand and pointed back to a staircase next to the door: "Our second floor is dedicated to providing tailor-made and design services. The upper part will be wider than here, and there are only a few ready-made styles. Other designs we Only the design drawings are kept. In this way, according to the needs of customers, you can modify or add things that customers need at any time. Maybe there can meet your requirements. You can go up and have a look later.”

"Really? It sounds very good." Lucius nodded: "Then we must see it later."

"My pleasure."

Draco was very interested in what Clarence was going to give him, but when he saw the products in the children's clothing section, his expression became very unhappy.

There are also a lot of small customers in the children's clothing area, and the consistent patterns on the matching clothing look very attractive.The designer has probably put a lot of effort into the pattern, not only has rich changes in color, but also pays attention to the decoration of details.Similar patterns will form different series, such as Draco's favorite dragon, there are eight sets of clothes in the whole series.Each set is a different type of dragon.Everything from hats, scarves, robes, shirts to trousers, shoes and gloves.

Draco pouted, very unhappy.

"It seems that your designs are really thoughtful. It can be predicted that children who like dragons will want to bring a whole series of clothes home. This sales method is really good. If you give enough waiting time, Maybe those who buy will calm down and reduce their purchases." Lucius watched Draco's reaction, and quickly realized the possible intentions of the Lambert family.

"Really? I don't know about that either." The boy didn't look at Lucius. He let go of Draco's hand, walked to the shelf, picked out a silver hat with a Norwegian ridgeback pattern, and put it on seriously. To Draco's head.The latter let go of Lucius' hand, touched the hat on his head, and said excitedly: "There is a mirror over there, you can take a look and see if you like it."

Lucius' comments were like stones thrown into the sea, and almost no response was received.Maybe it was because the other party didn't hear the irony in Lucius' words, the boy's reaction was simple and honest.

The feeling of reaching out with a fist and not being able to force it made Lucius realize once again that he was dealing with a kid not much older than Draco. The j□j metaphorical way of speaking probably won't work.If you want to get more information, you really need a simpler and more direct way.

Here Lucius was thinking silently, while the boy was concentrating on choosing with Draco.

As more styles were tried, Mr. Malfoy's expression seemed to become more tangled.In the end, he simply stopped trying, and looked back at Lucius with a troubled expression on his face.

"Clarence only said to give you one, so you can only choose one. You can't be rude." Lucius reminded his son.

Draco pursed his lips, retracted his eyes, and continued to stare at the gloves and scarf in his hand.

"Do you like them all?" The boy squatting in front of Draco reached out and touched his little head: "I like it very much?"

Draco stole a glance at Lucius, seeing that he seemed to be looking elsewhere, and nodded quickly and vigorously at the boy.

"Draco!" Lucius was a little helpless, and withdrew his eyes from looking around.

"Oh, Mr. Malfoy, I think you are too cruel to little Mr. Malfoy." The boy squatted on the ground and raised his head, looking at Lucius with Draco: "He is only over two years old, you are so strict with him .I think if you smile a little more, he shouldn't be so afraid of you!"

The fine golden bangs made the boy's smiling face extraordinarily brilliant, and the long eyelashes trembled slightly as he blinked.The green eyes were full of tactful disapproval and a presumptuous smile: "If I have a child as beautiful and lovely as Mr. Malfoy, I will definitely want to give him all the best things."

"A qualified gentleman shouldn't be too greedy." Lucius tensed his brows because of the young man's words.The boy's attitude seemed to have gradually become a bit too familiar from the polite at the beginning.

"Oh, well, little Mr. Malfoy, it seems that your father doesn't quite agree with your hobbies." The boy said to Draco with a somewhat exaggerated sigh, and patted the child's little sympathetically. Shoulder.

Draco sniffed at the words, hesitated for a while, and returned the scarf in his left hand to the shelf at a speed slower than a turtle's crawling.

Just when Lucius was about to nod subconsciously, the boy suddenly stretched out his hand and easily grasped Draco's left hand: "It's decided! I'll give you both, okay?"

"Okay!" Draco agreed crisply, and quickly withdrew his left hand with lightning speed.

Lucius couldn't help the corners of his eyes trembling: "This is not appropriate, I think you may not be able to make up your own mind."

"It doesn't matter, as long as little Mr. Malfoy likes it." The boy gently rubbed Draco's head: "And my father and elder brother both said that if it is for Mr. Malfoy, I can decide freely."

"Well, if you insist." Lucius rolled up his cuffs: "However, the Malfoy family is still capable enough to buy what they want, I think, more..."

"Ah, let's go upstairs and have a look. I think I can give you another custom-made hat, and you can choose the pattern you like, how about it?" The boy seemed not to have heard Lucius' words, Interrupting the words behind him, he said to Draco in a very cheerful tone.

"I was about to say, you don't need to give Draco so many things, even if it's because he likes it, I think I can as a father..." Lucius frowned, a little annoyed.He made sure that his volume was not so low that the other party could not catch it.

"It's nothing, I like little Mr. Malfoy very much!" The boy interrupted the words Lucius was about to say again.

"I didn't expect Mr. Lambert to have such a good impression of Malfoy." Lucius said coldly.

"Of course, you are my idol!" Behind the boy's bright smile, there seemed to be a devil's tail swaying slightly.

The author has something to say: Yuanyuan would like to explain that the reason why Father L's tone became cold at the end is because he felt that Clay was too familiar and always interrupted him, which made him very angry.

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