HP: Becoming a Maiden Heartthrob

When Narilla left the Hufflepuff common room and went to the Gryffindor common room, it was bustling with activity as they celebrated their victory in the Quidditch match.

The Gryffindor wizards surrounded Harry, who was still wet and had not changed out of his uniform, to celebrate his ability to catch the Golden Snitch quickly even in the stormy weather, allowing the Gryffindor team to defeat Slytherin and win the championship.

Narilla just wanted to pass by. After all, she didn't go to watch the game and felt a little guilty. But the Weasley twins, who had the foresight to hide outside the crowd, stopped her.

"Hey, dear TA, we won the game," Fred asked, looking down at her with his wet slicked-back hair.

"Don't you want to say something to us?" George, whose jersey was wet and sticking to his body, followed up.

Nalilian looked up at them and blinked, "Congratulations?"

George smiled and Fred raised an eyebrow. "Congratulations to who?"

"Fred," Nalilian said to him, "congratulations. You are an excellent batsman. You hit a lot of balls and disturbed the opponent."

"George," she turned to the other Weasley, "congratulations! You're a calm and steady hitter, and you've figured out a lot of your opponents' dirty tricks. You're amazing!"

George paused, and Fred raised his eyebrows. "Are you sure you didn't make a mistake?"

"Of course," said Nalilian, "I'm sure I'm not mistaken."

Before, she had asked Ron how to tell Fred and George apart. However, as the younger brother of the Weasley twins, Ron actually couldn't tell them apart most of the time.

But she did gain something. She found out that Fred was the older brother and George was the younger brother. As the older brother, Fred was always more unrestrained, while as the younger brother, George was more calm.

This was clearly demonstrated during their training sessions, with Fred, as the batsman, always taking the initiative, hitting the ball to intercept his opponent, while George was always better able to detect the opponent's unexpected attack and hit back.

and--

"Fred, you brushed your hair back when you finished the game," Narilian pointed at his hair.

Fred, with his big red slicked-back hair, looked completely different from George.

"Damn it, I'm exposed here," Fred said unwillingly, reaching out to pull his hair, but he couldn't hide the smile on his face.

George touched his hair. Would that attract more of her attention?

"Ende, my dear assistant coach, you must talk to me about our team's performance today."

At the Weasley twins, Wood shouted as he rushed between the three of them.

He was so happy that he looked like he had drunk fake wine.

"Wait a minute, Senior Wood, I have something urgent to do," Nalilian said evasively.

"But you might forget. We'd better talk about it now. Maybe you will have some inspiration?" Wood said expectantly.

The Weasley twins looked at each other, and one of them stood beside Wood. "If you want to talk, why don't you sit down and talk?"

"Maybe how about we go find something to eat?"

They each carried Wood away, and Wood called out to Nalilian that she must talk to him tonight and give him her opinion.

Narilla breathed a sigh of relief. She hadn't watched the match, only knowing where Gryffindor's victory came from. She looked towards the center of the lounge and happened to meet Harry's gaze, who was surrounded by the crowd. She quickly gave him a thumbs-up and praised:

"Excellent, Harry!"

After praising him, she turned around and ran to the dormitory.

Harry's heart was filled with joy. He looked at Narilian's back as she ran away happily, thinking that he had not let her down.

A sense of mission that seemed to win glory for her filled his chest.

He really wanted to tell her that her training methods were very effective. He didn't quite understand what core strength was, but he could feel how stable he was sitting on the broom in the stormy weather.

Harry looked at Narielian across the crowd, but heard a voice behind him.

"Na Lilian Ende didn't go to the game at all. Maybe she just didn't care about the game."

It's Andrew Kirk.

Because he didn't play in the game, he had been talking behind Fred's back about how he would perform if he played and how many more balls he could miss than Fred.

Harry turned around and saw Andrew's rotten face. He was still looking at Nariel with contempt.

"What a traitor! He's obsessed with Hufflepuff. Who knows, he might betray us any day."

Hearing this, Harry called out to Andrew, and seeing him turn around to look at him, he raised his fist at that rotten face.

"Harry!"

There was a thud as a fist hit the face and the crowd screamed.

The Weasley twins, who had just carried Wood back, saw this scene, looked at each other, and saw the "bad luck" in each other's eyes, so they rushed in.

Nalilian left the bustling crowd and ran into the dormitory. Now there was no one in the dormitory, so she found her pearl bracelet, put it on and ran out.

When she passed by the Gryffindor common room again, the Weasley twins were pulling Harry and Andrew, whose eyes were red, to do a circle dance of friendship in the crowd.

Nallylian only had one look before running out of the Gryffindor common room.

As she walked through the corridor, she saw the Slytherin group walking towards the castle in the rain. They were all wet, with their heads hung low, as if they had been tamed in the rain.

"Ende!"

The platinum-blonde boy in the lead saw the quickly running figure, dropped his flying broom, and yelled at her.

Uneducated.

Nalilian glanced at the other person and ran away quickly.

The rain was drizzling, and the wind blew into the corridor. The bracelet on her wrist, the rose pink pearl held by the mermaid, was emitting a faint colorful light.

She quickly ran to the door of the Hufflepuff common room and knocked on the wooden barrel carefully and quickly. When the barrel spun open, she revealed the common room inside. Many Hufflepuffs were gathered around the table for dinner.

"Hey, Lillian, wanna come celebrate Gryffindor's win?"

They waved happily at Nalilian.

"No, I'm looking for Thad and Kersten!" she said, shaking her head, making them laugh.

"Looking for her boyfriend," "They are so sweet."

Nalilian didn't hear it, so she ran to Cedric's prefect's dormitory, but before she arrived, she met Cedric who was also walking out.

"Sed, where's Kxton?" She stopped to catch her breath.

She ran a little anxiously.

Cedric reached out and smoothed her messy hair, and said as quietly as possible, "Kersten has returned to the dormitory."

"Ah?" Nalilian uttered a helpless sound.

"Maybe he's tired, that's why he came back," Cedric said.

Nalilian looked towards the dormitory in confusion.

He didn't wait for her.

why?