HP: Becoming a Maiden Heartthrob

When Mr. Ende drove out, he saw the motorcycle abandoned on the side of the road.

He stopped the car, got out and walked over, and found a letter in the motorcycle.

"To my father, I do not agree with your decision to marry Lillian to the Finch-Fletchley family. You told me that was the best arrangement for Lillian, but I only saw your incompetence. Since you are unable to do it, I will take your place. By Kirsten Ender."

After reading this letter, Mr. Ende's anger was extinguished like a basin of cold water.

He held the letter in his hand and sighed helplessly.

It wasn't just that he disagreed, he completely shattered his idea without leaving him any room.

He looked at the empty street and knew that he didn't need to chase after him, because Kerston had left the motorcycle to tell him -

He took Lillian to the wizarding world, don't even think about trying to find them.

He did it really neatly and efficiently.

Although he was tricked, Mr. Ende had to admit it.

His eldest son even managed to escape so well.

He originally thought that his class would reach its limit in his lifetime, and all he needed to do was to train an outstanding successor to keep the family going.

But Kexton's talent made him see the future of his family.

His eldest son is meticulous, far-sighted, and decisive. He is a perfect decision-maker and executor, and will definitely lead the Ende family to the top.

But now he has torn up such a future with his own hands.

For what?

Mr. Ende looked at the letter and remembered what he had told the other party about the benefits of marrying Lillian to a nobleman for the family and for Lillian.

At that time, Kerston did not refute him at all.

As a result, he was told here that he did not agree with him.

So is Kerston doing this for Lillian?

Mr. Ende knew that his eldest son doted on his youngest daughter.

But is this kind of love worth ruining his own future?

Moreover, he said that he would take it upon himself to protect Lillian, so wouldn't he still have to go through this process?

It is only a matter of time.

Mr. Ender didn't know the situation in the wizarding world, but he knew very well that chaos was the ladder to power.

Only in war can one achieve merit, and only in a turbulent society can one have the opportunity to climb up.

For example, during this financial crisis, he got close to the Finch-Fletchley family.

But can Kersten do it on his own?

Mr. Ende wanted to question his eldest son, but when he thought of the talents he had displayed, he found that his doubts became powerless.

Maybe he can really do it.

"It's amazing."

This was Mrs. Finch-Fletchley's comment when Mr. Ende brought the news back to the estate.

The two were in the corridor on the second floor, watching the crowd in the hall on the first floor, who had already finished preparing for the ball after the incident with Mr. Finch, and were discussing Mr. Ender's eldest son.

"Your eldest son is truly outstanding," Mrs. Finch-Fletchley said, leaning against the second-floor railing and looking downstairs.

"Mrs. Finch-Fletchley, your generosity makes me feel ashamed," said Mr. Ende ashamedly, standing behind her.

"I really mean it," Mrs. Finch-Fletchley said.

This boy is incomparable in terms of business acumen and courage to take risks.

It’s just a pity that his choice was to abandon their circle.

"Thank you for your tolerance, and I apologize again for ruining your party and invitation," Mr. Ende said apologetically.

Hearing what he said, Mrs. Finch-Fletchley finally glanced at him and smiled.

The father was actually unaware of the deal his eldest son had with her.

It turned out to be the case.

she thought.

The reason why the boy did not choose this circle was that he disdained to condescend to the circle brought by his father.

How arrogant.

Mrs. Finch-Fletchley then said, "Don't worry, Mr. Ende, it won't have any impact. Look, our party is still going on well, isn't it?"

A dance party had already started in the hall on the first floor. Melodious waltz music was playing and men and women began to dance.

Mr. Finch's incident was like a small episode, which happened so tragically here and disappeared so quietly.

Because this was originally her little stage to make Justin see the truth.

"And our engagement may continue, Mr. Ende," she said.

The agreement to allow the Ende family to join the nobility was not considered as part of the transaction between her and Mr. Ende, but rather as compensation to Justin's friend, Miss Ende.

Because she shouldn't have done this.

Mr. Little Ende, who was supposed to complete this task, became angry and retaliated against her in such a cruel way.

Looks like I have to go and apologize.

Otherwise, it would be really unsettling to allow such people to be hostile to her.

But this brother and sister...

She thought of the ugly look on Finch's face when Justin came to argue with him about Miss Ender's accommodation.

And when she said she had changed her plans, he just turned his face away and walked away.

This is not in line with his character.

You have to know that this person has always been calm and flawless in front of her.

Although what he did in the end did not reveal his purpose at all.

So he only reveals his flaws with Miss Ende?

It seems there is a weakness that can be controlled.

Hope it won't be used.

*

It was not until midnight that the Knight Bus arrived at the Leaky Cauldron. Kerston woke up Nallylian, who was sleeping next to him, and asked her to get off the bus and enter the bar.

The owner of the bar is Tom.

Hearing the name, Nalilian, who was originally too sleepy to open her eyes, became alert and looked at the boss.

The boss is an ordinary-looking middle-aged wizard, just as ordinary as his name.

But his name reminded her of someone.

The person who has a common name but wants to prove that he is extraordinary.

He did it.

But he lost to Dumbledore by a narrow margin.

"How many rooms do you want to open?" asked the bar owner.

"One, the best," Kersten replied.

In the wizarding world, there was no way Kersten would keep Narilian out of his sight.

Especially since this isn't Hogwarts yet.

"Room one then," the bar owner said, giving them the key and leading them to the room.

This room indeed looked to be the best, with a spacious double bed, a carpet on the floor, a small sofa and fireplace in one corner, a desk and bookcase in another corner, and a large floor-to-ceiling window in the center.

But there was only a dim moon outside the window.

It's midnight.

After entering the room and closing the door, Kerston took out a set of toiletries from the watch box and asked Nalilian to wash up.

Nalilian sleepily carried her toiletries to the bathroom. While brushing her teeth, she nodded at the mirror in front of the sink.

Too sleepy.

When Kerston came to the sink, he saw someone brushing his teeth with his eyes closed and brushing his lips with the toothbrush.

"..."

Kerston took the toothbrush from her hand, took a towel, wrung it out with warm water, and wiped her face.

"Go to bed," he said.

"Okay," the word had a magical power, making Nalilian nod with her eyes closed.

But she didn't move, her head tilted slightly and her body fell outward.

Kerston reluctantly picked her up and put her on the bed.

As soon as she touched the soft bedding, Nalilian fell asleep without any hesitation.

Kerston looked at Nalilian, who was lying on the bed like a corpse, and wanted to let her fall asleep. But after lifting her hair from her back, he saw the tightly bound bra on the back of her skirt.

This is the aesthetic pursued by upper-class ladies. The thinner the waist, the better, and the tighter it is, the thinner it will be.

In fact, it was too late for Nalilian to use this. Generally, people start wearing it at the age of eight to reach the standards of the ladies in the aristocratic circle.

But she has never given up since she received etiquette training.

She tied herself up tightly.

After looking at it for a long time, Kerston finally reached out and untied the string at the bottom of the bra.

But she wouldn't belong to that circle now.

He had brought her out.

The tight corset loosened, revealing the girl's soft, white back and narrow waist.

Kerston's fingers trembled, and then he pulled the quilt beside him and gently covered her with it.