HP: Becoming a Maiden Heartthrob

"good afternoon."

The next day's match was between Scotland and Luxembourg. After having lunch early, Nalilian followed Cedric and Keston to watch the game.

As they walked out of the tent, they met Mallet and Kova.

"I played well today, so the coach asked me to go with you," Mallett explained. "Yesterday's game was disappointing, wasn't it?" Wales lost to Uganda and missed the quarterfinals.

"The two teams are evenly matched," said Kersten.

Mallet laughed.

He knew what he meant, both teams were mediocre and neither one of them would be a threat if they advanced.

He patted Kova beside him and said, "Go ahead. Don't you have something to ask Assistant Coach Ende?"

Kova hurriedly followed Kston.

Nalilian thought about what happened yesterday and looked away. She happened to see Malfoy's distorted face coming out of the tent opposite. She deliberately raised her eyebrows at him and successfully saw his face become more distorted. She felt happy and pulled Ced away quickly.

Watching Mallet leave with Kersten, Draco really didn't understand.

He's just an assistant coach, and these players are trying to curry favor with him?

"Draco, what are you looking at?" When the elder Malfoy walked out of the tent, he saw his son stretching his neck and looking in one direction like a silly goose, with a frown on his face.

Draco was startled, turned around and said, "No, Dad."

Lucius followed his gaze and understood when he saw Marlet. He then said in a deep voice, "Didn't I tell you not to mess with Ende?"

"I don't understand," Draco said, "He's just a Mudblood."

"Draco," Lucius said, "I told you not to mess with people you can't see through."

"Unless you can completely destroy him."

*

The five people came to the audience. Mallet, who was originally discussing with Kersten, fell silent because the man in the red Quidditch robe was there again - Viktor Krum.

"Miss Nallylian," Mallett said, walking up to her. "I'm afraid you and your boyfriend will have to sit closer to the Bulgarian Seeker."

"After all, you know, we have to talk about some things about the team."

Nalilian looked at Kerston, and he looked at her, waiting for her decision.

She wanted to say no, but Kova gave her a pleading look and took Seide's hand and walked over there.

Cedric glanced at Kronston, who was being led by Narilian to sit near Krum.

The game started. Scotland and Luxembourg were evenly matched opponents. The game lasted for a long time and Nalilian fell asleep while watching it.

"You didn't come last night," Krum began as she leaned against Cedric, nearly falling asleep.

Nalilian raised her head in confusion and looked at him with an expression that said, "Are you talking to me?"

Cedric reached out and pulled Nalilian onto his shoulder, "We had something to do last night."

Nalilian glanced at him.

Did Sede know Krum?

Krum pulled the corner of his mouth. "I was just asking her, not talking to you."

"I don't think you're blind, Mr. Krum," said Cedric.

"My eyesight is very good. I can see the Golden Snitch from a hundred meters away. Otherwise, who do you think won the day before yesterday?" Krum said provocatively.

After hearing these words, and probably guessing why Krum was talking to her, Nalilian turned her head to Seide's arms, hugged him, and signaled him to stop making noise.

Krum's voice also disappeared.

Nalilian couldn't help feeling sleepy either, so she lay on Sede's knees, closed her eyes, and soon fell asleep.

"Sleep?"

Kerston, who was being chatted with by Mallette, asked, and after receiving a nod from Cedric, he threw the shoulder bag at his waist to Cedric.

Cedric took the bag, took out a thin blanket from it, wrapped Nalilian on his knees, and held it in his arms.

“She’s like a kitten,” Krum said.

Cedric showed forbearance on his face, while Kersten said in a deep voice, "Mr. Krum, please state your purpose directly, and don't go through my sister."

Kova, who was sitting next to Kston, was startled and looked at Kston in surprise, "Mr. Ende..."

Why would he think Mr. Croom had other agendas?

He probably just likes Na Lilian and wants to chat her up...

Krum smiled. "Then let me ask directly, Mr. Ender, are you the author of the book 'Advanced Deductive Guide to Quidditch'?"

After hearing this, Kova realized that the other party did have a purpose, and lowered her head with red ears, not daring to speak.

Mallet stood up without waiting for Kersten's reply. "Mr. Krum, is this a reason for you to harass my friend's sister?"

He was admitting his mistake without even answering. Krum ignored him. "Why did you choose the Irish team?"

"Just because it's the British team?"

Krum looked at Kston provocatively. Kston looked at him calmly and replied, "Yes."

"Then I have no expectations for your book," Krum said, standing up and leaving.

But Kerston's next words made him stop in his tracks—

"I have a question, Mr. Croom—why did you choose the Bulgarian team?"

Krum raised an eyebrow and turned to look at him.

Kersten spoke up, "The coordination was extremely poor. That Mr. Levsky was dissatisfied with your achievements and your age. Your coach was wise to replace him."

The more he spoke, the brighter Krum's eyes became, and he asked bluntly, "Do you have a solution?"

Mallett exclaimed, "Assistant Ende!"

Kerston said calmly, "The Irish team welcomes you."

Mallett, who had been worried about Kerston hooking up with Krum, felt relieved and laughed. "Yes, Mr. Krum, our team welcomes you! Absolutely!"

Krum's expression suddenly changed, and he said with a smile, "Too bad I'm Bulgarian."

Krum left, and Mallett's admiration for Kerston intensified. "Assistant Coach Ende, aren't the Bulgarian players really dissatisfied with Krum?"

Kersten looked at him. "It's not wise to bribe them, Marlet."

Mallet was startled when his inner thoughts were exposed. He was a little scared and confused. "Why?"

“Personal interests cannot overwhelm national interests,” Kersten said. When Mallett tried to retort, he added, “And you don’t understand Bulgarian.”

Mallet opened his mouth wide, "But Krum..."

You can communicate with them.

"He's enrolled at Durmstrang," Kerston said.

He can communicate in English.

Mallet was completely speechless.