HP: Becoming a Maiden Heartthrob

"Go play, and come back later."

The next morning, after sending her precious daughter and her favorite son-in-law off to have a good vacation, Mrs. Ende noticed Connolly peeking around not far away.

"Young man, do you have something to talk to me about?" She couldn't help but ask him.

Connolly looked around and didn't see anyone else. He saw Mrs. Ende looking at him speechlessly. He quickly realized that she was talking about him and ran over.

"Mrs. Ende, I went to the flower shop across the street and picked out a bouquet of flowers for you," Connolly said.

Mrs. Ender was startled.

Is it...

She studied his expression carefully, which showed courage amidst shyness and persistence amidst fear.

It seems that it really is——

This kid actually had some thoughts about her that were beyond his generation.

As she was thinking this, she saw him take out a bouquet of carnations from behind him.

"...Thank you," Mrs. Ende accepted the bouquet of flowers and glanced at the shy little boy.

She probably knew who the child had feelings for.

She waited for the child to speak.

But Connolly lay there for a long time without saying a word.

"How's your training going recently?" Mrs. Ende asked with concern.

"Very good!" Connolly said confidently, "Our team should be able to win this group stage and advance to the finals."

"In fact, our ranking is already good enough to enter the finals. This is just a formality."

"Of course, group stage points are still very important, because if we have more points, we can play against lower-ranked teams in the quarterfinals, and then our chances of reaching the semi-finals will be greater."

"Of course, I think our chances of winning the championship are very high. After all, we have Assistant Coach Ende..."

Connolly began to talk non-stop.

Mrs. Ender nodded encouragingly.

When Connolly finished speaking with an unfinished thought, he saw Mrs. Ende secretly covering her mouth and yawning. Connolly suddenly remembered the instructions his teammates had given him and felt guilty.

He said, "Well, Mrs. Ende, would you like me to tell you about your story?"

Mrs. Ende laughed, "How can my life be as exciting as yours, young people's?"

Connolly took this to heart and said, "Actually, you can tell me a little about Miss Nalilian."

Mrs. Ender smiled at the child's honesty. "Isn't she lovely, Lillian?"

"Yes!" Connolly nodded quickly.

"Does she really want to be protected?" Mrs. Ender asked again.

"Yes!" Connolly nodded in agreement.

"Do you like her?"

"Yes!" Connolly nodded without reacting, then realized that Mrs. Ende was teasing him and his face turned red.

"Now that you know," he began shyly, "can I pursue Miss Nalilian?"

"Sorry, no," Mrs. Ende refused.

Although she liked the young man very much and liked him more when it came to choosing a son-in-law, she had already decided on Seth.

Connolly gave a frustrated look, "Why?"

"Boy, you can't tell the difference between liking and loving," said Mrs. Ender.

"I'll love her later," Connolly said. "No, I love her now."

"I know," said Mrs. Ender, "that no one could help falling in love with her Lillian, after being with her.

but.

“You might like Lillian now,” she said, and when Connolly gave her a defiant look, she added, “You might also love her later.”

"Lillian will have to suffer in this process."

"But now, she has someone who loves her and cherishes her like a treasure."

Mrs. Ende said, holding her face.

"I can do that, too," Connolly said unconvinced.

Mrs. Ende smiled helplessly and asked, "Can you do it too?"

"Can you study cooking for Lillian?"

"You can leave home for Lillian and live in a place where you are a complete stranger?"

"Can you give up your career for Lillian?"

Connolly opened his mouth, but it was difficult to answer. He felt a deep sense of frustration at these practical problems. He couldn't help but ask, "Can't we discuss this?"

"But he doesn't need to be discussed," said Mrs. Ender.

Connolly knew he was completely defeated.

*

Kova Lynch arrived directly at the training ground in the afternoon to find her brother.

As soon as she entered the training ground, she saw two tall and handsome boys in jerseys with their hands on each other's shoulders, looking into the air.

"He's really crazy," sighed an older boy.

"Who wouldn't go crazy after a breakup? It's great to let him vent," said another.

"But is this why Assistant Coach Ende gave him extra training?"

"Assistant Instructor Ende is just making the best use of his resources."

"It seems he really doesn't care about Connolly's feelings."

"Not only does he not care, he is not worried that Miss Nalilian will give him a favorable look."

The two older boys were chatting intermittently. Kova followed their gaze and saw a chestnut-haired boy riding a flying broomstick chasing the Quaffle at an extremely fast speed above the court. His afterimage was so fast that people could not see it clearly.

There was a tall figure at the bottom of the field, throwing the Quaffles one after another.

She shrank her head and looked really scary.

"Kova!"

Mallet suddenly shouted when he saw the timid girl standing at the entrance, causing the team members to turn their heads to look at her.

The girl had never been stared at by so many boys before, and her face suddenly became hot. "Brother Marlet..."

She called out softly, but no one heard her.

"Oh," Troy quickly pulled Barry's arm off his shoulder, "You're Aidan's sister, right?" He quickly complimented her, "You're so beautiful."

"Hearing is worse than meeting," Barry said. "Mallet has always said you're beautiful, and today I finally got to see it for myself."

Kova's face flushed with heat, she lowered her head and whispered, "Thank you."

Quigley, who had walked into the tunnel from the court, also spoke up when he heard this, "Assistant Coach Ender's sister is much prettier."

"Quigley!" Troy called him. How could he say that?

"What's wrong?" Quigley raised an eyebrow.

"Assistant Professor Ende?" Kova felt a little uneasy when she heard the name, because when Mallet wrote to her, he told her that he wanted her to get close to this person.

But which one was he, and why did she want to approach him?

"He's over there," Barry, who had more or less guessed what Aidan and Mallet were thinking, pointed to the black-haired young man at the edge of the court.

He looks like a sculpture and is very handsome, but his face is too stern and cold, and his short dark hair and eyes make people afraid to approach him at first sight.

He also took out his wand and cast a spell on the flying player, causing him to stagger in mid-air.

Kova trembled with fear and looked helplessly at Malet who was approaching.

Mallet noticed her expression and shook his head slightly at her.

Even if it was just a pretense, he hoped that she could keep Assistant Coach Ende in their team.

Therefore, you must not show any fear towards him.