HP: Becoming a Maiden Heartthrob

"Harry."

After Keston and Cedric left, Narielian, who had come close to Harry to watch him flatter the manuscript, finally couldn't help but speak.

"Doesn't your conscience hurt when you write this?"

Look at what he wrote.

"This is the greatest Quidditch book I have ever read. I think if you read it, you will have the courage to face He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named," she read out a line.

"How do you know so much?" She looked at him with a smile.

Why does this sound so similar to some of the clichés she’s seen celebrities use to recommend products?

"But it's a really good book," said Harry, his ears warming.

He wrote it based on some celebrity recommendations he had read.

"I actually don't know how to write it. I am honored to write this preface and even more honored to join you," he said.

"I'm flattered to hear you speak so highly of this book," Nalilian could not help saying.

Harry wrote the most unique preface to this book, praising it to the skies.

How did he come up with this?

Nalilian looked at it curiously.

"But, Lillian," Harry looked at her and said, "Why don't you go with the seniors?"

"You wrote a lot about this book, didn't you?"

Narilian looked at the preface he wrote and shook her head, "Harry, I don't need fame. It would be very troublesome."

She didn't want to leave a name in the wizarding world.

Harry was startled, thinking about his own situation.

It was only when he first entered the wizarding world that he realized how famous he was, the boy who lived who defeated Voldemort.

His reputation made him popular, but it also aroused the hostility of Malfoy's Slytherins.

It's normal that Nalilian wouldn't like it.

And last year there was the Professor Lockhart incident. Isn't it disappointing that such a famous person is a Death Eater?

"So, Narilean," Harry asked, accepting her idea, "do you dislike famous people?"

He looked at her nervously.

This is really important.

"Ok?"

Nalilian hadn't expected him to ask that question.

She saw his nervous look and immediately understood why he asked this question.

She couldn't help but want to tease him, "If I say something nasty."

"Then I'll change it right away!" Harry said immediately, his face getting a little hot.

He spoke too fast.

Nalilian couldn't help laughing, "Harry, I won't hate you."

"Your fame comes from defeating Voldemort, and I hate Voldemort the most, don't you know?"

Moreover, he was given the title of defeating Voldemort, but he never had the obligation to fight Voldemort.

"I like yours very much."

I like that he is not cynical even though he lives in a closet, I like that he is so famous but never takes pride in it, I like that he has been bullied but still sympathizes with the weak, I like that even after being blamed by others in Gryffindor, he still works hard for Gryffindor to win the house cup.

He gave her a lot of courage to face herself who had been bullied.

So it was her honor to be his friend.

"Huh?" Harry was stunned and looked at her blankly.

She said she liked him?

Nalilian was startled, then realized she had gone too far. She called herself a fool and quickly added, "What I meant is that I really like your fame. Don't worry that I will hate you for it."

"So that's how it is," Harry lowered his eyes, feeling a little lost.

"Harry," Narilean looked at him, feeling guilty.

And reflect on herself, was she getting too close?

Harry adjusted his mindset in the next second and asked, "Then Nalilian, can you teach me how to write a book preface? I don't know much about it."

He looked at her seriously.

Very pure, just as a friend asked.

Nalilian was startled, then smiled, "Okay, Harry."

As for Kerston and Cedric, they left room one and entered room nine.

This was the place they had agreed to meet with Mr. Diggory.

After a while, Mr. Diggory arrived. Cedric introduced them to each other, and Mr. Diggory looked at Keston.

"Are you that classmate of Said's? You're really talented," he said.

Although the book written by two young people who are writing for the first time will definitely not have much of a market, it is still worth encouraging that they have the courage to write a book.

And this will also add a brilliant achievement to Seth's academic career.

"Father," Cedric cried helplessly. He knew what his father was thinking as soon as he saw him.

Kerston didn't care and just handed the manuscript to Mr. Diggory.

Mr. Diggory began to look through the manuscripts, originally wanting to see if they were written in accordance with the standards, but he found that things were not as simple as he thought.

This book was not just a collection of Quidditch information as he had thought. It contained some new ideas that opened his eyes and shocked him.

"Did you really write this?"

Mr. Diggory asked in surprise after seeing the Quidditch player's food planning suggestions.

"There shouldn't be a book like this in the wizarding world, Mr. Diggory," Kerston said calmly.

Since there is no such book, how can they plagiarize?

"What a genius idea," exclaimed Mr. Diggory, touching the manuscript.

He didn't understand the market's enthusiasm, he only knew that this book broadened his horizons, and it would definitely broaden the horizons of others.

At least there is no need to worry about sales.

Kerston spoke up, "Since Mr. Diggory also understands the value of this book, should we discuss contacting the publisher?"

While the three of them were discussing which publishing house to contact, Harry had almost finished writing the preface to his book, so Narilean started talking to Harry about Mrs. Finch-Fletchley.

About Mrs. Finch-Fletchley's stables, and her petting zoo.

"Raising black panthers and white lions is really amazing," Harry said in response to Narilian.

Because he, like Nalilian, lives in the Muggle world, he can identify with it.

"It's like bringing the zoo home," Nalilian complained.

She couldn't say she liked animals, but she was still shocked to see a private petting zoo of this size.

"Does Narilean like pets?" Harry asked.

"I'm not really into pets," Nalilian said, shaking her head.

In the past, she had only kept pets through her mobile phone. If she was asked to actually take care of them, she felt that she was definitely not capable of doing it.

She even regretted giving her the white owl Kane that Kerston gave her.

Fortunately, she should have left by the time it was about to leave.

"I think if you can't take responsibility for a little life, it's better not to take it," she said.

Just like Harry's aunt, she adopted Harry but abused him.

She made Harry live in the closet, enslaved him to do things, and allowed her son and husband to bully Harry.

She simply took out her jealousy of Harry's mother, jealousy that she was a wizard while she was not, onto Harry and her son, doting on her son endlessly and abusing Harry endlessly.

A person who has not even healed his own inner trauma cannot treat a little life well.

Not contacting them is the best way to be responsible to them.

So does she.