HP: Becoming a Maiden Heartthrob

Malfoy must be furious.

The next morning, Narilla went to the Great Hall and ate at the Hufflepuff table, where she could see what was happening at both the Slytherin and Gryffindor tables.

She saw that Master Malfoy, who had come to the hall very early, kept glancing at the Gryffindor table. When he saw Harry and Ron were there, he looked puzzled.

This almost made her laugh out loud.

I guess the pure-blood young master who was put in detention last night was wondering why Harry and the others didn't fall for his trap and get points deducted and put in detention.

However, something was about to happen that would make him even angrier.

Not long after, a conspicuous package flew over to the Gryffindor table. It was a rectangular package brought by six owls and delivered to Harry, attracting most people's attention.

This made Malfoy, who was always keeping an eye on Harry, look suddenly unhappy.

It goes without saying that it should be a flying broom.

That was a treasure that he hadn't even obtained at Hogwarts, and it was the envy of all the little boys.

Harry and Ron took the package, lifted it and ran away to open it, but Draco and his two followers ran to the hall door to stop them.

The scene where several people confronted each other looked tense, as if they could pull out their wands and start fighting at any time.

The Charms professor Flitwick, who was present, hurried over to maintain order and let Harry and Ron run away with the packages, leaving Draco with an extremely ugly look on his face.

Nalilian, who knew the inside story, saw it all and leaned against Kersten, laughing so hard that she was shaking.

Cedric asked curiously, "What's wrong, Lillian?"

"My spell is coming true," Nalilian said to him happily, and Kersten held her shoulders to prevent her from falling off the stool.

"Spell?"

Cedric quickly realized that she was talking about Malfoy, and smiled with his eyes curved. "That's something worth celebrating."

"Don't worry," Kersten said after steadying her, "your spell will come true."

Kersten? Nalilian looked at him in surprise. She said this because she knew the plot.

But what Kston said, could it be that he is going to do something?

But Kerston didn't say anything else and concentrated on eating. Nalilian was worried that he would do something stupid, so she secretly kept this in mind.

Halloween Eve was coming soon. That morning, there was a Charms class on the fourth floor of Hogwarts, taught by Professor Flitwick.

He has goblin blood and is very short, but he is very powerful and was a duel champion when he was young.

Nalilian knew it very well, the reason was that he was also on her strategy list, and the value was eight hearts.

This made Narielian dare not look at Professor Flitwick during class, feeling that even a glance would be an offense.

In this spells class, Flitwick taught them the levitation spell. He divided the classmates into groups of two to practice. This time, Narilla and Neville were assigned to the same group.

This was her first time to meet Neville alone. Usually when she met Neville, Hermione would take the lead in helping Neville.

"Yu, Yujiadi..."

Neville's voice as he chanted the spell became lower and lower, especially under Nallilian's gaze, he blushed and forgot the content of the spell.

"Wingardium Leviosa," Narilian reminded.

She actually knew how to cast this spell a long time ago and had practiced it with Hermione in private, and group practice became a way to help her teammates learn the spell.

Neville read it again, but he got stuck and couldn't remember it. His memory was really bad.

This reminded Narilian of his biography, which said that his memory became poor because he was cast a forgetfulness spell when he was a child to forget the torture his Auror parents suffered at the hands of Death Eaters who cast the Cruciatus Curse on them.

She couldn't help but feel sympathy. Such a young child, the Death Eaters really deserved to die.

Nalilian patiently reminded Neville several times, and only breathed a sigh of relief when Neville completely remembered the spell.

Nalilian couldn't help but complain that she always felt that Neville might need a nanny as a companion.

"Thank you," Neville said, seeing that she was stuck again, probably forgetting her name.

Nalilian reminded, "My name is Nalilian Ende."

Neville blushed, but said seriously, "Thank you, Nalilian."

Nalilian was quite pleased about this, but she felt like she was teaching children in an orphanage.

"Harry?"

Seamus Finnigan, who was Harry's partner, discovered after practicing for a long time that his partner had stopped making any sound.

He tilted his head and looked over, and found that he seemed to be looking at Neville?

No, Seamus soon discovered the truth, the only thing that could attract other people's attention about Neville was the beautiful girls around him.

He gave Harry a mischievous smile and leaned over to his ear and asked, "Is Nariel pretty?"

"Drift," Harry responded automatically, then quickly swallowed the rest. He looked at Seamus as if nothing had happened, "What are you doing?"

"Stop pretending. You were so engrossed in what you were watching that you didn't even respond when I called you," Seamus curled his lips.

Seeing Harry's uncomfortable expression, he continued to gossip, "When did you fall in love with Nallylian? When we voted for the prettiest girl in our dormitory?"

"Don't be ridiculous, I didn't," said Harry.

He thought of the accidental contact with Narilian on the night of the duel with Malfoy, and felt angry at being seen through, and he refused to admit it.

"I don't like Nalilian."

"Oh," Seamus nodded, "Then I'll go tell Narielian that you don't like her."

"Are you crazy?" Harry glared at him, but quickly lost to his meaningful gaze and said, "Don't bother her."

"I understand, it's a secret crush, right?" Seamus smiled maliciously.

"I told you I didn't," Harry felt helpless.

He was just curious about how Nalilian had so much patience to teach Neville.

After all, Neville's memory is so bad that anyone who meets him will feel annoyed.

Only Nalilian patiently taught Neville with a helpless smile on her face.

This reminded him of her smile that night, how she had continued to smile even in that situation.

And that smile was different from the slightly disguised smile she usually showed to others. It seemed more sincere?

He couldn't understand why he was lost in thought while looking at her profile.

But this can't be considered as love.

Fortunately, when Seamus was still trying to tease him, a conflict broke out between Ron and Hermione's group.

Because Hermione pointed out Ron's mistakes mercilessly, when Ron was practicing the levitation spell with his eyes blazing, Ron couldn't hold back his temper and yelled at her to try it.

Hermione performed it perfectly on her first try, earning praise from Professor Flitwick.

This made Ron feel even worse about Hermione, and after class, he spoke ill of Hermione to Harry in the corridor.

The problem was that Narellean and Hermione were not far away from them and heard Ron's words clearly.

They didn't mean to walk so close, it was just that there were too many people in the corridor, squeezing them a little too close.

When Hermione heard Ron saying bad things about her, she looked embarrassed. Nalilian tried to comfort her, but it made Hermione cry instead.

This may be a situation where you don't want to cry, but when you hear others comforting you, you can't hold back your grievances.

Narilean stood beside Hermione, looking somewhat bewildered, while Hermione turned and ran away.

She tried to chase him, but someone grabbed her shoulders and asked, "Where are you trying to run to?"

I looked up and saw it was Kerston. Maybe he was passing by on his way to the bathroom?

"Hermione, my friend," Nallylian said, but then stopped talking.

She shouldn't have said what Hermione wanted to hide.

So she asked, "Kerston, help me find where my friend went."

"That little girl with brown hair?" Kersten asked, looking at her.

He was so tall in the crowd that he could look down over them.

After watching for a while, he said, "With so many people around, she's already disappeared."

"Come with me and look for it, Kersten," Narilian pleaded, holding him.

But Kerston ruthlessly rejected him, "You still have classes, go to class."

Nalilian had no choice but to go to class feeling uneasy.

Hermione, don't be in trouble.