HP: Becoming a Maiden Heartthrob

Soon it was the day of the Quidditch match between Hufflepuff and Gryffindor.

Hermione had asked her the day before where she was going.

After all, she gets along well with both colleges, but today the two colleges are competing, and the students from each college will definitely not stand together.

After some thought, Nalilian decided to go to Hufflepuff.

Because she remembered that Harry won this time, as if Harry had never lost since he came on the court.

So she wanted to hug the loser, Kerston.

Although she felt that Kerston didn't care at all about losing the game.

When the game started, Nalilian went to the bathroom shortly after it started.

When she returned to the Quidditch pitch, the crowd was cheering for Gryffindor's victory.

Nalilian: "???"

She was too late to find Kersten, as the Gryffindors in the stands began to pour onto the pitch, and she was swept towards Harry by the crowd.

She tried desperately to escape, but Harry had already seen her and looked at her expectantly, even opening his arms.

Did he want to hug each other after winning the last game?

But seeing that no one was around to hug him, the Gryffindor students wanted to lift him up and throw him high.

Nalilian just gave him a thumbs up and was squeezed into the crowd.

Help! She was squeezed so hard that she almost vomited her breakfast.

Fortunately, Nalilian was pulled out of the crowd by a hand. She held the other person's hand and before she could say thank you, she met a pair of gray eyes with purple eyes.

She couldn't help laughing, "Master Malfoy, what's wrong with you?"

There is no doubt that he was beaten, but no one knows who did it.

Draco said nothing. He was shaking with anger over Harry's victory and dragged Narilian to a secluded place.

Nalilian's laughter was too weak, and she didn't feel any threat from him, so she let him pull her away.

"Stop laughing and listen to me."

When they reached a secluded place, Draco turned and looked at her seriously.

As soon as he saw her back, he pounced on her, even throwing away his followers, just for one purpose.

"Remove that damn spell from me!"

But the way he spoke with such conviction, coupled with his swollen eyes from being beaten, as he dwelled on a lie she had told, made him look even more ridiculous.

Nalilian laughed and lay in his arms, holding his shoulders and trembling.

Draco didn't know whether to push her away or what to do for a moment. After all, he needed to beg her now.

"Master Malfoy," Narellean said after she had laughed enough. She pushed him away, wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and said, "If you want to break the spell, you need to do as I say."

"But I did what you asked," Draco said angrily.

He no longer cared about being embarrassed in front of Nalilian, "I never told anyone about the spell you cast on me."

Nalilian blinked and counted on her fingers, saying, "But you told the principal, the dean, your family, my brother, my friends, and maybe you even told your followers about it as a joke, and then—"

She paused deliberately, retracted her fingers, and said, "You've discovered that this spell is real. It will make Harry, whom you dislike, more powerful, and your hostile Gryffindor stronger, right?"

As she spoke, Draco's expression became increasingly stiff and ugly, because she had predicted everything.

As she said these words, Nalilian sighed in her heart that she was really like the mysterious witch in TV dramas, speaking in a roundabout way but with every word accurate, and anyone who was a little superstitious could easily fall for it.

Young Master Malfoy has become her first believer, Amen.

"Then what should I do to make you let me go?" Draco grabbed her shoulders and asked angrily and with a hint of pleading.

"I can't help you, Master Malfoy. Once the spell is started, it cannot be stopped. The more people you tell it to, the more curses you will receive," Narilean said regretfully.

Although she also wanted to pretend to be a charlatan, this was his destiny, so what could she do?

"what!"

Draco let out an angry roar, and when Narilean became alert, thinking he was going to hit her, he buried his head in the crook of her neck and cried.

Nalilian was a little confused for a moment, but she did feel the wetness on her neck.

Young Master Malfoy was bullied by her and cried again? Is his tears really that worthless?

"If, if our team lost because of me..." He made a choked sound.

After understanding what he was mumbling, Nalilian realized that his current mentality was not only blaming Harry's victory on the spell, but also blaming himself for possibly causing the team to lose the game.

It seems that he has to believe in this curse even if he doesn't want to. It is definitely a spiritual comfort!

Narelle instantly felt no sympathy for Master Malfoy. She patted him on the back and said, "I only give you one piece of advice: do less bad things, and you will be rewarded in the future. For example, if you smear your tears and snot on my robe now, I don't mind adding a curse to you."

These words successfully stopped Draco's tears, and he turned his head and walked away angrily.

The cold little Gryffindor witch had no idea about the tenderness of the Slytherin master.

After bidding farewell to the pretentious Master Malfoy, Nallilian has to go find Keston.

But she hadn't walked a few steps when she saw two older Hufflepuff boys behind the castle's pillars.

They hadn't changed into their Quidditch uniforms yet, and no one knew how long they had been there. They seemed to be hiding aside and watching the show.

Nalilian walked over with her eyes wide open. She couldn't believe that Kersten had actually restrained himself from rushing over.

Cedric must have seen what she was thinking, as he patted her head and said with a smile, "I made a bet with Kersten about whether you and Malfoy would draw their wands, and I won."

No wonder they didn't come over, Nalilian suddenly realized, and remembered that Master Malfoy didn't even take out his wand this time.

It seems that she was not stimulated enough.

Kerston pursed his lips and said, "Be careful next time. Don't let Malfoy get the chance to harass you."

Yes, Master Malfoy has always been treated as something worse than an animal in Kerston's place.

Nalileen tried to get away with it by putting on a silly smile, which worked on Kirsten and Hermione, but Cedric didn't fall for it.

He asked, "What did Lillian and Malfoy say?"

Alas, Nalilian sighed in her heart, she still couldn't escape the questioning.

She said honestly, "Malfoy still believes in the spell I mentioned before."

Cedric laughed when he heard that, and Kersten patted her head and said, "Slippery."

The lack of surprise on the two men's faces always made Nalilian feel that something was fishy, but she didn't notice any clues, so she had to keep it to herself.

As usual, there was a party after the game. Hufflepuffs are good at comforting themselves, and the whole team didn't really feel ashamed of losing.

Nallylian sometimes suspected that the Hufflepuffs just wanted an excuse to get together.

Are they some kind of social creature? She really loves them.