HP: Becoming a Maiden Heartthrob

"He who has seen death can see the Thestrals."

Cedric introduced it this way when we got off the Hogwarts Express and boarded the carriage.

The carriage is always pulled by a magical creature called the Thestral, which can only be seen by those who have seen death.

"It's a shame I can't see it," said Nalilian.

She couldn't see it because she couldn't go back to see her parents when they were lying on their hospital beds dying.

Because of the city lockdown.

"But why are we sitting here, Ced?" asked Nalileen.

She had been sitting here with Cedric for half an hour.

And Kerston took Harry away first, under the pretext of discussing Harry's interview with the Daily Prophet a few days ago.

When did they become so close?

Whose brother is Dickston?

"Lillian, can't you stay with me for a while?" Cedric looked at her and asked sadly.

"Ced," Nalilian said, looking at him, "I don't care at all."

She knew they wanted her to stay here, probably because they didn't want her to go back to Hogwarts for the Sorting ceremony.

Because Ernest's fiancée will come this semester.

Cedric was startled and asked softly, "Why? Don't you like McMillan?"

If you really like him, why don't you care about this kind of thing?

Nalilian looked at him, smiled slightly, and said firmly, "I don't like it, Ced."

If this matter makes him worried, then deny it decisively and don't make him feel uneasy.

Ced was incredibly gentle and caring.

Because he knows a lot, always takes care of her thoughts, and silently helps her do many things.

If she gave him any inner hesitation, it would be tantamount to taking advantage of him.

Catching her gaze, Cedric was startled, then smiled softly along with her.

"All right then, Lillian, let's go to Hogwarts," he said with a smile.

Nallylian and Cedric got in a carriage, but by the time they arrived at the Great Hall, the Sorting was already over.

Everyone in the auditorium was chattering, and when they came in, many people looked at them as if they were waiting to see the show.

Cedric stood in front of Narilla and sent her to the Gryffindor table.

"Na Lilian!"

Hermione waved at her from across the long table where Parvati and Lavender sat on one side and Harry and Ron on the other.

They all looked at her.

As Narilla walked over, many Gryffindors greeted her along the way.

"Good evening, Nalilian. You look so beautiful today."

This is what a Gryffindor senior said.

"Na Lilian, your grades are also excellent."

This was said by a Gryffindor senior with outstanding grades.

"Na Lilian, how about I take you to fight the other party?"

This was said by a certain hot-tempered Gryffindor senior.

"Na Lilian, we also have vomit gum. Here's a sample for you!"

"No, buddy, that's too cheap. We have rat poison that can turn people into rats. It was the inspiration Hermione gave me last time."

This is what the Weasley twins said.

Are they declaring war?

Hearing this, the smile on Nalilian's face was about to fade away until Ginny pulled her back.

"Lillian, kill him!"

She clenched her little fists to cheer her on, and her roommates next to her nodded vigorously like little chicks.

Nalilian facepalmed.

Who taught Ginny to say that?

"Na Lilian..."

"Lillian, come sit here!"

When Narilean came to Hermione, Harry wanted to ask her if she wanted to sit with him, but Parvati got there first and pulled Narilean to sit between her and Lavender.

Harry: "..."

Ron, who was chewing a chicken leg, said comfortingly, "What a shame, buddy."

Be quicker next time.

Just look at her super high popularity just now and you will know that she is really in high demand.

After sitting down, Nalilian was surprised to see Parvati, "Parvati, your hair?"

"Does it look good?" Parvati asked with a raised eyebrow.

Parvati had her hair cut short, like the short grey hair of Madam Hooch, who taught them Quidditch.

"I tried to persuade her," Lavender raised her hand to show that she had not instigated it.

"Washing your hair would actually be handy," Hermione said.

Her hair is very frizzy and difficult to wash.

"Super handsome," Nalilian praised.

Parvati is a bright and beautiful woman, but she looks a bit badass after cutting her hair.

"Lillian still understands me," Parvati said, leaning on Nalilian's shoulder.

"But first, business," Lavender said, "So Lillian, how are you going to deal with that Slytherin?"

Marlene Nott, a first-year student who had just been sorted into Slytherin, was Macmillan's fiancée.

Hermione rolled her eyes at that, "Lillian won't deal with that little girl."

If she had to deal with it, she should have done it a long time ago. If Lillian had just expressed her dissatisfaction with the little girl to Senior Ende, Senior Ende would have definitely attacked her like a madman.

To be honest, it was only when she heard from Lillian that Senior Ende had hit Finch-Fletchley's father on the head with a lampstand that she realized how terrifying Senior Ende was and how he had shown mercy to Harry and McMillan.

And Lillian's protection of the two boys.

And she had just asked Harry, and Harry said that when he and Lillian were with him in Diagon Alley, he never mentioned McMillan, let alone his fiancée.

Nalilian also responded, "I would rather everyone deny that I was ever with McMillan."

Don't cause him any trouble.

More importantly, she didn't want to get into such trouble.

"But now it's the other party who is provoking you," Lavender said.

"Parkinson said you were ashamed of yourself and denied your relationship with McMillan because you were afraid," said Parvati.

In fact, there are even more vicious ones, saying that Lillian is a mudblood, lowly, rude, and a sycophant who wanted to get close to the McMillan family but failed, and abandoned her lover for fear of getting into trouble, and is a bitch.

She was so angry when she heard it. It was the first time she felt so disgusted.

Are purebloods always good?

Which of their eyes made them want to cling to McMillan as soon as they saw Lillian?

"Then let's deal with Parkinson," said Nalilian.

Every wrong has its perpetrator and every debt has its creditor. Whoever has done the hard work should make amends.

Parkinson was bored one day and was against her. Last time, Ernie was too busy to pay attention to her, but she didn't expect that this time she would go too far and take advantage of a little girl.

Don't blame her.

"How?" asked Parvati, her words intriguing.

It was particularly appealing to see the usually kind Lillian display such aggression.

The last time Lillian used some tricks was when Hermione and Potter lost points in their first year. She had now realized that Lillian was using her and Lavender to help Hermione and the others.

But Lillian was so cool doing that!

Like the one behind the scenes.

Narilian smiled and said, "Do you know there is a disease in the Muggle world?"

Hermione was startled, of course she knew what she meant, having lived in the Muggle world like her, but, "Lillian?"

Is she really going to take on Slytherin?

"What is it?" Parvati asked with great anticipation.

Lavender followed her gaze.

Nalilian raised her hand and shook it.

"Parkinson's disease," she said with a laugh. "It's that hand-shaking disease that only old people get."