HP: Becoming a Maiden Heartthrob

"Good morning."

The next afternoon, Wales played against Uganda. Nalilian was forced not to take a nap, and this time there was one more member in their early-rising team - Kova.

She was waiting for them outside their tent, all alone. "My brothers are training, so it's inconvenient for them to take me with them. Could you please take me with you?"

It was Kerston she was looking at as she spoke.

Since it is necessary to watch the games and analyze the situations of the teams that may be encountered in the future, and the players cannot relax in training at any time, Keston and the Irish coach are each responsible for these two aspects.

In the analysis, the players voted with their feet and let Kxton go.

Oh, hearing what Kova said, Nalilian felt her heart melt. Such a poor and beautiful girl was waiting for them outside alone, begging them to take her. How could she not agree?

If it was Ced who asked her for help, Nalilian thought, she would definitely be more soft-hearted.

"Whatever," Kersten said.

Kova showed a happy expression and followed him.

Nalilian shook Seid's hand and looked at him excitedly with an expression of "Did you see it, did you see it?"

Finally, Keston got it.

Cedric laughed, reached out and tucked her hair, which she had just brushed hastily that morning, behind her ear, and whispered, "If you like her more, why don't you let her lead you there, Lillian?"

Nalilian immediately put away her excited expression and scratched Seid's palm beggingly, but he held her hand tightly.

The four wizards walked to the top floor of the gymnasium, at the midpoint of the horizontal line between the two goals. It was an excellent place to watch the game and was usually reserved for the team's coaches or players.

Opposite this area is the legendary top-floor box, a place reserved for Ministry of Magic officials to enjoy an exceptional view of the goal.

Coxton usually took them around that place. They had not met any officials from the Ministry of Magic, but they had met many players from different teams.

This time they met a player wearing a red wizard robe and a hood - Viktor Krum.

His seat was just a little below them.

Nalilian couldn't help but stare at him.

I couldn’t see him clearly last time because he was too far away, but this time I finally saw his appearance. He was not bad, with regular features, thick eyebrows, a hooked nose, dark skin, and a serious look.

"Does it look good, Lillian?"

A deathly whisper came from her ear again, and Nalilian quickly held Cedric's hand.

"Why, Thad," she whispered, "I was looking at my future son-in-law."

So don't be jealous.

"Don't you think Hermione and Krum are a good match?"

Cedric paused. Although he didn't know why Lillian linked Krum and Hermione together, he replied, "They are indeed a good match."

Nalilian laughed.

As if noticing her gaze, Krum shifted his gaze from the court to her, frightening Nalilian so much that she quickly looked away.

He is not her son-in-law yet, so she must not offend him.

This time, the match between Wales and Uganda was not as exciting as the one against Bulgaria last night. After Nallylian was fed afternoon tea by Said, the two Seekers didn't even see the shadow of the Golden Snitch and kept flying around the court.

Nalilian fell asleep while watching, and her head nodded on Cedric's shoulder.

"Moji."

An impatient voice woke her up, and she opened her eyes to see Krum standing up and walking out.

She couldn't help but look at Kerston.

He looked at her, "Are you sleepy?"

Nalilian shook her head sleepily.

"If you're tired, go back to sleep," said Kerston.

Nalilian wanted to shake her head, but when she saw Kova beside Kston pause, she nodded vigorously.

Kersten frowned.

"Come on, Ced," Nalilian smiled at Ced and pulled him up. Cedric, who knew what she meant, smiled helplessly and stood up with her without her having to make any effort.

"By the way, are you coming back for dinner tonight?" Nalilian looked at Kerston.

Kerston looked at her, and when Nalilian met his gaze, she paused, and her joy disappeared in an instant. Why did he... She opened her mouth to speak, and heard him say no.

She was at a loss and pulled Said away first.

*

"Ced, do you think Kersten likes Kova?"

Sitting at the dining table in the tent, Nalilian muttered to herself as she looked at Cedric, who had pushed her away and was busy cooking on the stove.

She thinks Kova is very good.

She is beautiful and has a good personality. She is the sister of the captain of the Irish football team and is studying at Beauxbatons in France.

But she didn't seem to think that Kersten might like Kova?

Cedric didn't answer her. Nalilian felt depressed and uneasy. She couldn't help but stand up and hug Cedric.

Cedric, who was mixing a salad, was startled and looked helplessly at the hand on his waist. The white shirt he was wearing was much thinner than the wizard robe. He asked softly, "What's wrong, Lillian?"

"Didn't you hear me?" she asked sullenly, her lips buried in his back.

"I'm sorry," Cedric said softly, "So Miss Lillian, could you please forgive me and tell me again?"

As he spoke, he picked up a piece of fried shrimp ball and turned slightly. Since he was held by Lillian, he could only do this. He handed the shrimp ball to Lillian's cheek and said, "Are you hungry? Do you want a bite?"

"No," Nalilian shook her head against his waistline, "Do you think Kersten likes Kova, Ced?"

Cedric felt a tingling sensation in his waist from being pushed by Nalilian. He took a deep breath. This little girl, he put the fried shrimp balls back and said in a slow voice, "It's hard to tell, Lilian."

"You should know your brother better than I do."

Since she asked this question, it means she should have the answer in her mind.

Nalilian closed her eyes and murmured dejectedly, "He doesn't like..."

She couldn't hide the look in Kerston's eyes just now - he didn't like Kova and was unhappy about her joy in bringing them together.

He was unhappy that she didn't see his intention.

*

There was no British team in the evening match, so Nalilian and Cedric did not go to watch. Nalilian curled up in bed to catch up on her nap, and Cedric was busy doing his own things.

So after the game, when Kersten returned to the tent after sending Kova back to her brother, both of them were in their respective rooms and the living room was empty.

He walked to the door of Nalilian's room, and when he got close, he heard low sobbing coming from inside.

The voice in his head rang out—

Even if you take her to Stonehenge, it won't help.

[She is now like a broken bottle, unable to store any magic power]

Kersten's eyes fixed, his gaze swept past the door of Cedric's room, turned open Nalilian's door and walked in.

In the middle of the room, Nalilian lay on the bed, wrapped in a thin quilt, with her eyes tightly closed. Tears fell down her pale face and she kept crying.

Kersten closed the door, walked over to her bed and sat down, holding her cold hand.

[Giving her magic power like this is just a drop in the bucket.]

As it said, Nalilian, who was crying in her dream, gradually stopped crying and her body involuntarily shrank towards the warm place, and then her cheek touched the side of his leg.

Kerston paused, reached out and pulled her onto his legs, and then Nalilian, who was sleeping, pressed her face against his lower abdomen even more excessively.

The voice stopped ringing, as if waiting for what he would do.

Kersten sighed, then lay down on his side next to Narilian and held her in his arms.

Nalilian pushed him a little, then pushed herself deeper into his arms, then she calmed down as if satisfied, snuggled in his arms, and fell asleep close to his heart.