Looking at himself in the mirror, Allen thought about how he would have to wear this whenever he appeared in public from now on, and that only occasions like sleeping would be suitable for tucking the gemstone back into the hollow of the diadem. It made him feel rather miserable. The envious voices of the surrounding witches—even their jealous praise of this kind of jewelry—did little to improve Allen's mood, since he had his own preferred style.
A moment later, however, the heated gazes the witches around him cast at the top of his head made Allen's eyes turn shrewdly.
"Since elegant young ladies such as yourselves approve so highly of Helena's design... that proves her taste and design are absolutely perfect..." Allen praised the witches and the Female Ghost in a bewitching voice, then turned his head toward Hermione. "Hermione, do you think Umbrella's Alchemy department could set up a small project like this? Let's go into the headband business..." He paused. "Although finding Ioun Stones like the one on my head, which even ancient times arcanists desperately sought, won't be easy, making floating gemstone ornaments like this—even with a few auxiliary minor spells attached to them—wouldn't be difficult... Adding one more accessory everyone is used to wearing would not only increase wizards' sense of belonging to our United Magical Kingdom, it really would benefit ordinary people too... So the price doesn't need to be set too high, and the material doesn't necessarily have to be Mithril..."
Emily's little leather shoes tapped lightly against the floor. She had already seen through her brother's intentions: he wanted wizards throughout Hogwarts to make headbands like this crown fashionable, so he would not be the only one who looked effeminate.
In the end, however, just like her sister Daisy, Emily merely looked