HP: Becoming a Maiden Heartthrob

Nallylian couldn't tell Sirius's Animagus because she should only know Peter Pettigrew's Animagus.

If you say it out loud, it will only increase the other party's suspicion.

She had already revealed a lot in front of Headmaster Dumbledore.

Seeing this, Dumbledore did not continue to bring up the topic. Instead, he took out a garbage bag from under the desk and poured out a few small things from it.

The cracked Gaunt family ring, the Hufflepuff cup stained with black poison, the cracked Slytherin locket.

These were all what she had mentioned before, Voldemort's Horcruxes.

Nalilian was stunned.

Headmaster Dumbledore actually used a garbage bag to store Voldemort's Horcruxes.

This is really...

"These things are hard to find," Dumbledore complained as he poured them.

Nalilian couldn't help but smile at him.

Even though it was so hard to find, he still did it.

But when Dumbledore poured out everything and the garbage bag was empty, Nariel saw that there were only three in total, and her heart sank.

"And a Ravenclaw diadem," she said.

This is probably the easiest to find, it's in the Room of Requirement at Hogwarts.

But why was it not found?

What happened?

Dumbledore apologized, "I'm sorry."

There is no golden crown in the Room of Requirement.

This room requires people to concentrate and think about the room they need, and it will become the corresponding room to enter.

On the day he received the news from Narilla that Voldemort's Horcrux was in the Room of Requirement, he tried several rooms but couldn't find it.

Later, since he had to go to the Ministry of Magic to deal with the matter of Pettigrew, he handed the matter over to Sev first.

Sif searched for a long time and tried many rooms, but he couldn't find the golden crown.

He was so annoyed that he complained that he wanted to catch Nalilian to see if her memory was here.

But there really isn't.

Upon hearing the news, Nalilian's fingers trembled.

No?

why?

She looked at the three damaged Horcruxes on the desk with a heavy gaze. Then she made up her mind and said, "Then, Headmaster Dumbledore, please make sure that you see Pettigrew die."

"And other Death Eaters."

They can't be allowed to find a chance to resurrect Voldemort.

"Miss Ender," Dumbledore called to her, seeing that she was lost in her emotions.

Nalilian looked up at him, panic flickering in her eyes.

"You have done your best, Miss Ender," Dumbledore said gently, looking at her.

"This matter is not your responsibility in the first place. Don't put too much burden on yourself."

"You were just forced into this. No one has the right to ask you to do anything."

"Principal Dumbledore," Narilean looked at him blankly.

Dumbledore looked at her calmly, "I showed these things to Miss Ender in the hope that she would believe that an old man like me is still capable of dealing with the Dark Lord."

"If I, as the principal, cannot make Miss Ende feel at ease, then I am truly derelict in my duty."

"Although I failed in my duty before placing Voldemort's Horcrux in Hogwarts, fortunately Miss Ende made up for my mistake."

He touched his white beard sheepishly.

"Principal," Nalilian's eyes warmed up.

He has never failed in his duty, and it is he who has made Hogwarts a pure land.

It was also he who allowed her, a Muggle-born, to study at Hogwarts.

If he had not fought against Voldemort, there would never have been a Muggle-born wizard in Hogwarts.

"I," her lips moved, wanting to tell her secret and help the other party find Sirius.

but……

"Miss Ender has many secrets," Dumbledore interrupted her and confessed softly.

"But Miss Ender never used them for any evil purpose."

"Miss Ende has done very well."

He looked at the girl in front of him, and she revealed some flaws, allowing him to see the mysterious parts of her.

But there was no need for him to pursue her share of the secret.

Because he also saw her struggle and pain with the secret she carried.

Everyone has their own secrets.

Nalilian felt a tightness in her throat and tears fell from her eyes.

Dumbledore took out a clean handkerchief from his wizard robe and handed it to her. Nariel said thank you, took it and wiped away her tears.

He watched her wipe her tears and continued, "I am actually very ashamed that I have not been able to give Miss Ende the reputation she deserves."

When the Voldemort incident is over, he will definitely give her the corresponding honor.

"No," Narilean shook her head, clutching her handkerchief. "Let it belong to Harry."

She doesn't need any honor or reputation.

"That is something you may have, Miss Ender," Dumbledore said kindly, knowing what she was worried about.

"Trust me, an old man."

"Whether it's Harry or you, I still have the ability to take good care of them."

Nalilian looked into his gentle but firm eyes, her lips moving as if she wanted to tell him her secret.

About things she had always been afraid of others knowing.

About her obsession.

But Dumbledore shook his head gently at her, indicating that she didn't need to force herself to confess.

He simply said, "So would you like a cup of honey, Miss Ender? I promise I won't get the wrong one this time."

Narilian nodded. She quickly got Dumbledore's honey and took a sip. A warm current surged in her heart and her head felt dizzy.

She laughed through her tears.

I still got the wrong one.

Not long after this incident, Professor Lockhart, who was sent to St. Mungo's by Dumbledore, was sentenced by the Ministry of Magic and sent to Azkaban because he was used by dark magic items to cause trouble in Hogwarts.

All his property disappeared, and he couldn't even use it to bail himself out.

This news was told to Nariel by Cedric, whose father worked in the Ministry of Magic and was well-informed about the matter.

As for Professor Lockhart's missing property, Narilla thought of the gift set Voldemort gave her, and she might guess where Professor Lockhart's property went.

Fortunately, no one in Hogwarts cared about Professor Lockhart's news, and even if they did, they would just curse him.

Hermione had even lost all of Professor Lockhart's books, not to mention the set of shampoo she had bought from him.

She poured it into the toilet.

However, Professor Lockhart's capture did bring good news. There would be no exams in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, which relieved everyone's burden and made Kerston's decision to tell her not to read Professor Lockhart's book seem very wise.

In the end, through her own efforts, Narilla still maintained her third place in the grade, and Hermione was still first. She saw that Ernest's results were still ahead of her, and Harry's results were following behind her, surpassing Malfoy.

It seems that she is not the only one who has grown.

In addition, she saw that Pansy and her two followers Daphne and Millicent's grades plummeted, and heard that they fell ill during the exam period and were admitted to the hospital wing.

It's really unfortunate.

At the end of the semester, when Nellie went back with Kerston and Cedric on the Hogwarts Express, and was picked up by Mr. Ender and taken to the car, she discovered something.

Mr. Ende seems to have changed his car.

Mr. Ende’s car used to be the Jacob series, a British car brand that cost tens of thousands of pounds.

Now this classic car looks even smaller and more classic. Even though the double R logo on the front of the car is hidden, she knows it is the Rolls-Royce Silver Spirit series.

The price would probably be the same as Mr. Ende's previous car with a zero added to the end.

"Dad," Nalilian couldn't help asking while sitting in this car, "Where is the car we took before?"

"And where are we going?"

The road which Mr. Ende was driving did not seem to lead to Privet Drive.

"Didn't Kerston tell you?"

Mr. Ende, who was driving, asked, and after receiving Nalilian's denial, he smiled at his little daughter through the rearview mirror.

"We're moving to a new house, Lillian."

"what?"