HP: Becoming a Maiden Heartthrob

"Brace!"

Mrs. Zabini, who had chased Blaise Zabini out of the restaurant, was angry.

This is the first time he has been so disobedient.

"Mother," Blaise stopped and looked at her, "Do you think your words were truly heard?"

He couldn't stand his mother's praise of Scarhead Potter.

Especially that Potter, he looked resistant.

"That's Potter," said Madam Zabini.

That was the savior cultivated by Dumbledore.

Especially now that Dumbledore is in power, he had previously removed Malfoy from the Hogwarts board of directors.

There is nothing wrong with having a relationship with him.

"But that Potter is particularly close to that Mudblood," Blaise said.

"And your good son was targeting that Mudblood at Hogwarts."

So she shouldn't even think about currying favor with that Potter!

It was terrible to see him running after Whits Hard Books just because he heard that Potter had gone there!

Madame Zabini paused, then realized that the Mudbloods he was referring to were the Ender siblings.

After all, she didn't know the Ender siblings, so they must be Muggle-born wizards.

It turns out that Blaise was their enemy at Hogwarts.

No wonder the man named Kerston Ender treated her coldly and with a hint of disgust.

On the contrary, the little girl appreciated her attitude more than she resisted it.

Pity.

"Angry?" Mrs. Zabini asked, looking at her only son and smiling. "Do you need my help?"

"Mother," Blaise called out.

What does she want to do?

"Aren't you curious about why they went to see Mr. Harder, Blaise?" Mrs. Zabini said.

Hearing her guidance, Brace paused.

He had just been angry about his mother's cheap throwing away of money, but he had forgotten such a crucial thing.

"It would only take a small push to defeat their purpose," Madame Zabini said, her eyes narrowed.

The reason Mr. Ender and Mr. Diggory became Mr. Hard's partners was simply because they wanted to publish some articles, definitely about Quidditch.

You have to know that it is the Quidditch World Cup qualifiers period, so publishing such an article must be for the sake of fame.

But as long as the other party's identity as a Muggle-born wizard is publicized, all his publicity efforts will be in vain.

We'll see what happens then.

*

By the time Nalilian and the others finished their meal, it was already quite late. The vice president and Mr. Diggory were going out for a drink, but the little wizards were not interested.

The main reason was that Kerston wasn't interested and he wouldn't let Nalilian drink.

The same goes for Cedric.

Harry, who was eager to try drinking, agreed.

Kerston suggested strolling around the streets of London in the Muggle world.

"You can buy anything you want," he said, even pulling out a bank card.

Nalilian paused and couldn't help laughing.

When Kerston said this, she felt as if "Mr. Ende would pay for all the expenses tonight."

"Then we can return home with a full load today," Cedric said with a smile.

"Thank you, Senior Ende," Harry also thanked him.

He actually wanted to say that there was no need to spend so much money, but since Senior Digory had said so, he always felt that it would be worse to refuse Senior Ende.

The four of them headed towards the Leaky Cauldron, intending to go to the Muggle world from there, but their plan was ruined after they entered the Leaky Cauldron.

An old wizard with a white beard and a blue star wizard robe was sitting there waiting.

It's Headmaster Dumbledore.

When Nalilian saw him, her heart skipped a beat and she pulled the corner of Kerston's clothes tighter.

She feels guilty.

After all, they had just taken Harry to the publishing house to sell him.

"Principal Dumbledore," Kerston went up to greet him naturally.

Cedric followed suit.

The two of them acted so naturally that it seemed as if they had not taken advantage of Harry at all.

"Mr. Ende, Mr. Diggory," Dumbledore returned the greeting.

Then his gaze shifted to Nalilian and Harry, and became much softer.

"Miss Ender, Harry," he called.

"Headmaster Dumbledore," Narilean called out, looking at him.

Besides worrying that he would be angry about them taking advantage of Harry's reputation, she actually wanted to know whether Dumbledore had done that.

Did he find Sirius?

"I'm here to see Harry," he said, giving her a kind smile.

Nalilian was certain.

Does this mean he did it?

Harry walked obediently to Dumbledore.

Narilean stared straight at Harry and Dumbledore, and had no intention of going to the Muggle world.

And Kerston and Cedric looked at each other.

"You can have some fruit after the meal," said Kersten, pulling out a chair for her to sit down.

It’s so tiring to stand.

Cedric also asked the bartender to order a plate of sliced fruit.

So Dumbledore, who was about to talk some secrets with Harry, saw three little wizards sitting there blatantly at the table opposite, eavesdropping with an indifferent look.

Dumbledore: "..."

"Headmaster Dumbledore?" Harry called, bringing Dumbledore back to his senses.

"It seems your friends care about you, Harry," he said, looking at Harry.

"Nallylian she's always been nice and she's always been my friend," said Harry, thinking he was talking about Nallylian.

It's just that he missed her. If he had been braver before, perhaps he would not have missed her, and would not have given that bastard McMillan the opportunity to hurt her.

She didn't like him right now and just wanted to be friends with him, which was what he deserved.

Dumbledore smiled, "Then you need to thank your good friend, Harry. She brought you a birthday present."

Harry was startled.

And Nalilian at the other table

“The raspberries are very sweet this time.”

Cedric said after tasting all the fruits, picking out all the raspberries for her.

"Okay," Narilean put a raspberry in her mouth and nodded while looking at Harry.

Kersten was staring at her because he was worried that she would stick the fork into her lips, but when he saw the juice staining her lips red, he suddenly looked away.

Cedric reluctantly went to get the handkerchief.

The raspberry juice dyed the corners of her mouth red.

But before Cedric could hand her the handkerchief, Narielian, who was looking at Harry, was startled.

Why is Harry crying?

Didn't Headmaster Dumbledore find Harry's adoptive father?

Narilian frowned and looked at Harry and Dumbledore, then saw Harry suddenly look at her, his emerald green eyes filled with water.

She was startled.

Then Harry jumped off the table and ran towards her.

Because Cedric and Kerston were paying attention to Nalilyn, they didn't react immediately and Harry rushed over and hugged Nalilyn.

"Nallyllian," he said, hugging her and sobbing, "Headmaster Dumbledore has found him."

"That's great," Nalilian couldn't help but feel warm in her eyes, moved by his voice.

This stopped Cedric and Keston who were about to pull Harry away.

"Thank you, Nalilian, thank you so much," Harry said, looking up at her with tears in his eyes.

Actually, when Headmaster Dumbledore told him about the difficulty in finding Sirius, he was just a little regretful.

He actually didn't know what kind of person Sirius was, and he didn't think that he would become a good person by following this friend of his parents.

He just hopes he can be vindicated.

He was very happy to know that Sirius had been found, because the injustice he suffered would soon be vindicated.

And Headmaster Dumbledore told him that it was Narilla who wrote to him and told him the information about Sirius's whereabouts.

It turns out that Nalilian has been working hard for him to have a family.

The two little wizards snuggled together with red eyes.

Dumbledore came over, watched them take off their crescent-shaped glasses, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and said with emotion, "What a beautiful relationship between a boy and a girl."

Cedric smiled and replied, "Yes, Headmaster Dumbledore."

It seems that Headmaster Dumbledore didn't know that there was absolutely no possibility for Narellean and Potter to be together.

Kersten looked at Narilian's red eyes and asked in a warm atmosphere, "Who did you find?"

These words froze the two young wizards and the white-haired old wizard.

I feel like I've been caught.