HP: I beat the otome game at Hogwarts

...Inexplicably, I felt a burning gaze. When I turned around, my eyes met those beautiful black eyes, and it felt as if a vortex was drawing me in... I couldn't help but walk closer...

Even its wet nose was so cute, I couldn't resist wanting to kiss it... So we went back to the hotel together...

But recently, a despicable guy has set his sights on him... He's not qualified...

I wonder how your animal-shaped cookie series is going... Last time you asked me, I thought canaries were really cute, all yellow and fluffy, and their calls were so lovely...

I only stayed in France for a week before my editor called me back. I'm currently staying in a Muggle hotel to write my novel. My editor asked me to revise some parts, so this summer will probably be very busy.

I wonder what your plans are for summer vacation? I hope we can meet in Diagon Alley sometime.

Please give my regards to Molly and Arthur.

Love, Leila

Lyra wrote a long letter to George and Fred, then handed the thick envelope to her long-eared owl, affectionately stroking its ears: "Darling, could you please take this letter to them for me?"

But the brown owl with its beautiful markings was completely uncooperative. Before leaving, it even pecked its owner's finger hard with its beak before flapping its wings and flying away angrily.

Oh, it seems it's still angry.

Leila rubbed her fingers helplessly, but when she saw the little dog crouching at her feet, its wet, dark eyes gazing at her expectantly, her eyes immediately filled with tenderness—

Oh, how can there be such an adorable puppy in the world!

It has a simple, clean-cut shape, a small, soft chest, large black eyes, and a round nose. Its markings are quite distinctive: a white background with scattered black, yellow, or brown patches.

It follows her around like a little tail all day long, and whenever she looks at it, it will enthusiastically wag its tail and pounce on her.

Hold the puppy in your arms and kiss and pet it a hundred times, then bury your face in its body and suckle a thousand times.

Clearly, this adorable little dog was the culprit that angered the long-eared owl.

The story begins a week earlier. At that time, she had just been summoned back to England from France by a stern letter from her editor, and they had arranged to meet in Diagon Alley.

But she seemed to have taken an extra turn and ended up on a relatively unfamiliar street. Luckily, a kind uncle gave her directions. After gratefully talking to him, Leila discovered he was a pet shop owner, and coincidentally, his shop had just received a new swallowtail dog that day. And, just as coincidentally, Leila glanced down at the little dog, and, even more coincidentally, the dog was incredibly cute...

By the time she came to her senses, she was already back at the hotel with the puppy.

"So you got lost and bought a swallowtail dog from a pet shop owner who was 'helpful' in giving directions and also happened to be a great salesman," George complained in the letter.

Ever since she got the swallowtail dog, she's become a brainless puppy fanatic. When she writes letters to the twins, no matter what the topic, it always ends up being a tirade about how cute her dog is, driving George and Fred crazy.

According to the shop owner, the Swallowtail originated in southeast England and was bred by wizards. It is very intelligent, never picky about food, and extremely loyal to its owner. Swallowtails are not much different in appearance from ordinary dogs, except that their tails are forked.

The only thing to be aware of is that if you want to live with a Swallowtail among Muggles, the law requires the owner to remove the Swallowtail's unusual tail with a painless cutting spell when the dog is six to eight weeks old, so as to prevent the Swallowtail from attracting the attention of Muggles.

Her puppy is only four weeks old now, and if she continues to stay at the Muggle hotel, she must find a way to hide the Swallowtail's forked tail from the Muggles—yes, Lyra simply cannot bring herself to harm the puppy, even with the Painless Cutting Charm.

Lyra named the puppy Belle. Her doting affection for Belle was immediately noticed by the family's long-eared owl.

The long-eared owl never imagined that, in the short time it was merely delivering a message for its owner, its place next to its owner would be taken by a wretched swallow-tailed dog!

The dog and the bird started fighting on the spot.

What could Leila do? She could only take sides.

Of course, this makes both sides feel like they are the favored party. When the long-eared owl is around, all the jerky goes to that bird; but when the long-eared owl goes out to deliver messages, the dog gets special treatment.

In short, what a true master of balance does is not to be impartial to both sides, but to make each child feel that they are the most beloved one.

This is absolutely the result of many years of practical experience from otome gamer Lyra, the master of balance, and White.

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After seeing off the jealous long-eared owl, Lyra changed into a round-neck short-sleeved top and denim shorts, tying her long black hair into a simple bun, a style more suitable for walking on Muggle streets.

From the day she brought the puppy home, she would take it for a walk every afternoon.

Lyra, holding the dog's leash, took a deep breath at the door before slowly opening it.

Sure enough, a slightly messy bunch of daisies still sat by the door today.

With a stern face, Leila picked up the bunch of daisies from the ground, held the dog in one hand and the flowers in the other, and took the elevator downstairs as usual.

"Wow, I received flowers today too."

"Hey girl, are you still insisting on not saying yes?"

"Haha, I saw that young man who delivered the flowers today. Actually, he's a nice guy—"

"Yes, yes, he's so cute—"

Leila received many smiles and jokes along the way, to which she responded with a dry "Good afternoon." It wasn't that she didn't want to be more friendly; it was just that if she showed even a slight smile, the hotel staff and nearby guests would all laugh and urge her to accept the suitor who came to deliver flowers every day.

But that's absolutely impossible! She'd rather dance cheek-to-cheek with Voldemort or send love letters to Snape than accept this suitor!

Leila angrily picked up the puppy and stormed out of the hotel as if she were facing a war.

A familiar white figure stood across the street from the hotel, greeting Leila warmly.

“So, you’ve come again today,” Lyra said, hands on her hips. “But I won’t agree to it—”

"So you sneak out every afternoon just to see her?" A tall boy in a dark green robe emerged from the shadows in the corner, his face cold.

"Beep—A romanceable character has been detected nearby. Confirm romance?"