HP: Becoming a Maiden Heartthrob

"My lover's grave..."

When Nalilian heard this, she was a little confused.

Sirius has a lover?

She hasn't heard of it.

"Sirius's lover is a really pitiful person," Ron couldn't help but complain when he saw her surprised expression. "He and her were originally engaged, but Sirius ran away. He gave her a ring in his own house colors and then changed all her things to Gryffindor colors. Oh, you have to remember that she was a Slytherin."

"Slytherin?" Narilla was surprised.

Sirius probably hated Slytherin the most.

"He even went to other people's houses to find the ring," Hermione added. She really couldn't accept this behavior. "It's really too - crazy."

Is this as it should be? Nalilian felt something was amiss.

"Oh, Crookshanks, are you coming out?"

At this time, Hermione saw that the backpack that Ron had placed next to the sofa shook, so she hurried over and took out a fat ginger cat from it.

The cat was fat and round, with fluffy fur and a pair of bright yellow vertical pupils. After being picked up by Hermione, it fluttered around, broke free from Hermione's hand, and ran towards Nalilian.

Nallylian was startled and didn't dare to move in her seat. Fortunately, Crookshanks just jumped onto her knees, rubbed against her arms, and then sneezed and collapsed in her arms.

"Oh, he likes you," said Hermione, who was worried that Crookshanks might bite Nalillian, and sat down beside her.

"Hermione, you actually brought it?" Ron said with disgust, "No wonder your backpack is so heavy."

Crookshanks snorted at Ron.

Nalilian looked at the heavy lump on her legs and couldn't help asking Hermione, "How long ago did you buy it?"

She hadn't told her.

"I bought it yesterday when I went to Diagon Alley to buy books," Ron explained. "Hermione came to stay at my house, and I went to buy books. You know our fireplace is connected to the Floo Network."

So it wasn't intentional not to invite her along.

"Is that so?" Narilean looked at Crookshanks who was nestling in her arms and rubbing against her. She didn't feel happy at all about being close to him, but instead felt uneasy.

She remembered that Crookshanks should have appeared with Sirius in Harry's third year.

Why had it, like Sirius, changed in a way she didn't understand?

*

After helping Hermione set up her room in Narilean's tent and putting away her luggage, the four little wizards decided to go out for a walk.

They walked among the tents from all corners of the world and were amazed by their exaggerated decorations.

"I can't even tell which countries they are from," Ron muttered.

Until they saw a Union Jack draped over one of their tents, and a large poster on top of it.

The poster shows Harry holding the book "Advanced Interpretation Guide to Quidditch" and giving a thumbs up.

"Oh, I definitely know what country this tent belongs to," said Ron, looking at Harry.

Harry's face looked very unnatural.

"Look over there," Nalilian pointed to a tent in another area.

The white, green and red flags of Bulgaria were planted next to the tents, and each tent also had a picture pasted on it. The picture showed a man with a gloomy face and thick black eyebrows, frowning and winking at them.

Harry understood what she meant and his face relaxed.

"Krum," said Ron, his tone adoring.

"Who is he?" Hermione asked puzzled.

"Viktor Krum!" said Ron, with a look of "How could you not know?" "He's the Bulgarian Seeker!"

"He's only eighteen and he's already reached the Quidditch finals. He's a genius, world-class!"

Hermione wasn't going to argue with him, she didn't know him anyway.

Nalilian glanced at the excited Ron. If she told him that his future rival was his idol, would he be even more excited?

As they chatted, they walked to the faucet in the corner of the camp. There was a long line of people waiting to get water, and they all lined up. Of course, Nallian didn't plan to get water, and she also told Hermione not to get water, because Kerston had already prepared enough water in advance, including some for Hermione.

Nellie and Hermione accompanied Ron and Harry to their camp, carrying water. There were familiar faces here, their classmates at Hogwarts and their families.

"Hey," Wood saw them and came forward to put his arm around Harry and Ron's shoulders. "Nice to see you, and my little assistant."

He looked at Nalilian and said with a smile, "I've handed the team over to Angelina. You must continue to help her!"

"I only agreed to help you graduate this class," Nalilian protested.

"What's it like after graduation, Wood?" Harry asked before Wood could continue.

"I came in for Puddlemere United," Wood said, "as a substitute." He smiled broadly.

"Puddlemere United? Is that the Puddlemere United that ranks second in the league?!" Ron asked excitedly while being held under Wood's arm.

Nariel couldn't help but nudge Hermione and complained to her, "He doesn't even know his own ranking, but he must remember the rankings of these weird teams."

"He's just a substitute player," Ron said excitedly, making Wood touch his head embarrassedly.

"That's awesome, man," Ron said excitedly. "My grandad would be proud of me if I made the team!"

"It's short for 'bringing glory to the family', right?" Nalilian complained.

Hermione shook her head helplessly at her.