HP: Becoming a Maiden Heartthrob

At the end of the semester, Nalilian was busy taking care of her own exams and those of Cedric and Kerston, while also checking the system for a bug.

After checking everything, she discovered that a bug in the system had completely eliminated its strategy-related functionality, and everyone's introduction and favorability were overshadowed and would not change.

But fortunately, the system still retains the store's redemption capabilities.

Thankfully, nothing serious happened.

At the end of the semester, when Nellie was about to say goodbye to Kerston, he was going back to the Irish team, and she was determined to go home to be with Mrs. Ende, but Kerston asked, "The group stage this time is in Wales. Do you want to travel there?"

Nalilian thought for a moment, "Have you asked your mother?"

"No," Kersten said.

"I don't care. If my mother wants to go, I will go with her," said Nalilian.

"Then I'll write to her and ask," Kerston said, then turned to look at Cedric, "Ced, are you going?"

Nalilian also looked at him.

Cedric looked at Nalilian and asked with a smile, "Will it bother you?"

"If you're here, Kerston will definitely let us go to a lot of places to play," said Nalilian.

Otherwise, if I accompanied him to that team, I would definitely be locked up in a hotel, which would be no different from confinement.

"Then I'll go home first and tell my parents," Cedric said.

This is what they meant to do. Nalilian clapped her hands and said, "Great, let's go on a trip together."

When the July OWLs results arrived, Narilean, Mrs. Ender, and Kersten arrived at the hotel they had booked in Carmarthenshire, Wales. Cedric was arriving a day later.

Nalilian saw the owl delivering the results deliver the letter to Kerston.

After Kersten opened it, she stood on tiptoe and asked, "Can I see your grades?"

Kerston handed the letter to her directly. Nalilian took a look at it and then gave it back to him with a pout.

All O's, what's there to see?

Since the team members would arrive a day later, the three of them agreed to go for a walk in Tenby, which is nearby. The beach there is highly recommended.

But it was obvious that the three of them had made an appointment, but while Nalilian was packing her luggage, Mrs. Ende made an appointment with the owner of the flower shop downstairs from the hotel to have a cup of afternoon tea with her.

"So you're the only ones going."

There were tea cups on the table. Mrs. Ende sat under the parasol, looking at Nalilian who was already wearing a white dress and Kerston who was wearing a simple black T-shirt and jeans, and said with a smile.

"Are you still going?" Kerston looked at Nalilian.

Nalilian looked at Mrs. Ende with a smile on her face unhappily.

Ever since she knew that Kerston had invited them to travel together, the smile on her face never stopped.

She knew it without asking. It must be because she had complained before that she had not had much contact with Kerstin, which made her worried.

This time she must have done it on purpose. She wanted her to go out and play with Kerston and make peace with him.

"Go ahead," said Nalilian.

Mrs. Ende is in this state, how can she not go?

After I go there, I have to show my deep brotherly love to Mrs. Ende when I come back.

The two of them boarded a train bound for Tenby. The train arrived at Tenby along the coastline. Outside the train window, sunlight shone on the sea, and the blue sea sparkled.

Nalilian wanted to take a nap, but she couldn't fall asleep because she kept looking at the sea.

After getting off the train, there was a dazzling sunlight outside. Nalilian couldn't help squinting her eyes, and Kerston put a knitted hat on her head.

"The sun is strong and you don't have sunscreen," Kersten said, bending down to tie the straps of her knit hat.

"Oh," Nalilian responded, her eyes wide open, letting Kerston tie the ribbon for her, looking around constantly.

This looks like a very ordinary seaside town.

After tying Nallylian, Kersten straightened up and said, "The beach is over there."

He said, turning around and walking over there, but at this time Nalilian grabbed the corner of his clothes. Kerston stopped and looked at her hand holding his.

"What's wrong?" Nalilian looked at him puzzledly, "Why did you stop?"

"Nothing," Kersten said, as she grabbed the hem of his clothes and walked forward.

The two walked one after the other on the narrow cobblestone path. Nalilian looked around. The houses here were all candy-colored, like little houses in fairy tales, and there were children playing in the mud on the side of the road.

Before they passed the houses, they heard the cries of seagulls. When they passed the candy-colored cottages, they came to the coast. There were benches next to the fence, and under the fence was a sloping lawn. Below the lawn, the blue sea washed the golden shallows.

“It feels small here,” Nalilian said, gesturing towards the beach.

Compared to the beaches of Devon, Tenby is the size of a finger on the palm of your hand.

"Yes," Kersten responded, slowing his pace.

The two of them walked slowly along the path along the coastline. The sea breeze blew up the hem of Nalilian's skirt and the brim of her hat, attracting the attention of passers-by.

Kerston heard them whispering words like "young couple," "vacation," and "honeymoon." He looked at the figure walking beside him, and saw her hand grabbing the corner of his clothes, but not holding it.

"There's a church over there," Nalilian noticed a building with a strange roof. "Let's go over there and take a look."

She pulled at the corner of Kerston's clothes and walked over there. The road became more and more remote, and there were fewer and fewer pedestrians. They walked out of the candy-colored cottage and entered a field with a stream beside it.

Not far along the stream, they heard crying and saw a little boy sitting by a stream crying.

"Help me, my ankle is stuck!" The little boy asked for help when he saw them.

Nalilian let go of Kston's clothes and stepped forward, but Kston grabbed her wrist.

"I'll go," he said.

Leaving Nalilian behind, Kerston walked over and saw that one of the little boy's ankles was stuck in the rocks under the stream. He reached out and pressed on the rock in the water, cast a spell, and the rock that was stuck on the little boy's foot shattered directly.

The little boy pulled his foot back, wiped his tears and said, "Thank you, sir. My ankle has always been very fragile. If you hadn't come to save me, I would have died of pain."

As he spoke, he took out a wooden spoon from his arms and handed it to him. The wooden spoon was very strange. The handle was made of rattan twisted into layers of love hearts.

The little boy said, "I have nothing to thank you for, sir. Here is the spoon for you."

Kerston frowned and was about to refuse, but the little boy said, "You can give it to that lady."

"This is called a love spoon. Here, boys give it to girls to express their love for them."

"You probably haven't proposed to that sister yet, right? St. Mary's Church is right over there, you can give it to her there."

Kersten just looked at the wooden spoon.

"Kerston?"

Seeing that they were still talking, Nalilian walked over.

"Take it, sir, so you can give that lady a surprise later," the little boy said quickly, putting the wooden spoon in his hand.

"What's wrong?" Nalilian walked over to them.

"Nothing," Kersten said, holding the wooden spoon and hiding it in his palm. "His foot was stuck in the rocks under the stream, but he's been rescued."

"Hello, young lady," the little boy also spoke up, "You are so beautiful. Thank you for letting this gentleman rescue me."

Nalilian paused. She didn't ask Kerston to come and save him, but when she wanted to come, Kerston came first.

But she didn't need to argue with a child. "You're welcome. What's your name? Can you walk? Do you need us to take you home?"

"My name is Achilles," the little boy said, shaking his head at her offer of help. "No, miss, I can walk home by myself."

"You should be going to St. Mary's Church, right? Hurry up, or the nuns there will close the church if you're late."