HP: Becoming a Maiden Heartthrob

Ron wanted to ask Wood more, but Harry pulled him away by his clothes. They returned to the Weasleys' tent, where the Weasley twins and Mr. Weasley were making a fire.

But they never got the fire started because Mr. Weasley was hogging the matches.

Hermione, Ron, and Harry hurried over to help him.

"Are we really going to have to play this boring game of pretending to be Muggles without using wands?" Narilla lifted her dress and squatted beside George.

George, who was setting up a large pot to prepare food, replied in a low voice, "I can't help it. Dad loves this kind of show."

He leaned in closer, as if passing on some little secret.

"What are you talking about?" Fred, who was preparing ingredients, also came over.

"You have black spots on your face," Nalilian looked at him and pointed at his face.

"Oh," Fred quickly raised his hand to wipe his face.

"Are you going to eat potatoes?" When Fred raised his hand, Nallilian was surprised to see the potatoes peeled in Fred's hand and quickly stood up.

"No," "Don't leave us," George and Fred were quick to grab her hands.

"I don't like potatoes," Nalilian said, tugging frantically at their hands that were holding her wrist.

She had to get away before Mr. Weasley saw her and spoke to her.

"Meow!"

Seeing that Narilean was in trouble, Crookshanks appeared out of nowhere and grabbed the Weasley twins with one claw, forcing them to let go.

After being released, Nalilian made a face at them, turned around and prepared to escape.

"Oh, I've always heard them say it, and I'm glad to see you to-day, Miss Ender!"

Unfortunately, she turned around and bumped into Mr. Weasley.

*

"I'm glad you're having dinner with us today."

"Miss Ende."

When Nellie was sitting in front of the big pot with George and Fred watching Mrs. Weasley cook, she was greeted by her warm hug. When Mrs. Weasley heard that she came with her brother, she felt very sorry for her because she thought that the brother could not take good care of his sister. A typical example was that the Weasley twins once took Ginny to try jumping off a cliff. The Weasley twins seriously clarified that it was just a one-meter-high stone.

Mrs. Weasley was so enthusiastic about inviting her to stay for dinner that Narelle couldn't refuse. Fred and George expressed their happiness at this.

With Crookshanks occupying her lap, Nellie looked at Harry helping the Weasleys fry French fries. She really couldn't feel happy. She had already had enough of the British home-cooked dish - fish and chips - at Mrs. Ender's house.

She missed Ced.

"Ah, I haven't even told Ced about this yet," she said, her chin resting on her hand as she watched Weasley's fries splatter with oil.

"By the way, where are Seniors Digory and Ender?" Hermione remembered when she heard her say that.

"Ced went to help his father clean up the camp. He only has time to come today," Nalilian said. "Kerston has been having lunch with the team members during this time."

"Team members?" Fred couldn't help but ask.

"Upcoming game?" George asked.

Ron curled his lips at this.

Finally, there was something he knew that they didn't know.

"Yes," Nalilian responded with a vengeful look of "you don't know."

"Which team?" Fred demanded.

"Bulgaria or Ireland?" George asked.

"The Irish team," Ron announced first, very happy, feeling that being friends with Nallylian was really worth it.

"Which team do you think will win?" Fred ignored Ron and looked at Narilian and asked the question that concerned them most.

Narilla raised her eyebrows. "I suggest you place a bet—" Before she could even utter a single word, Fred and George quickly covered her mouth.

"You want to kill us?" said Fred.

"We were wrong," George also said.

"George! Fred!" shouted Mr. Weasley, who happened to notice their behavior.

How could they be so rude as to cover Miss Ende's mouth!

"Meow!" Crookshanks on Nallylian's knee went to catch them.

The Weasley twins raised their hands in surrender to Narilla.

Nallylian straightened her collar and said, "Of course I think the Irish team will win."

"What bet?" Hermione half-heard.

"Nothing," Fred shook his head frantically.

George pulled Nalilian aside.

"How do you know?" he asked.

"Bagman's bet, he's been selling it to others every day, and I know you don't want to miss it," Nalilian said.

They often banked and bet on Quidditch matches at Hogwarts.

"Are you sure Ireland will win?" Fred also leaned over.

"Meow!" Crookshanks, who was squeezed, pushed him unhappily.

"I'm sure," Nalilian said. Who else could she support if not Kersten?

“But I advise you not to place any bets,” she said.

"Why?" Fred asked.

"You must know something," George said firmly.

"Bagman lost a lot of money at the casino," Nallylian said. "Even if you win your bet, he won't have anything to give you."

"There must be a lot of people who have bet on Gallia's team," Fred said unconvinced.

That way Bagman would have money too.

"Not much," Nalilian shook her head. "Judging from the matches over the past few days, Ireland's overall situation is much better than Bulgaria's. They are the favorites, while Bulgaria is the dark horse."

"Dark horse?" Fred didn't understand.

"Bulgaria made it to the finals thanks to Krum, the talented Seeker," Narilean said. "I think you should have seen the Bulgarian tent?"

"All of them are pictures of Krum," George shrugged.

"Krum is the dark horse?" asked Fred.

"Great Seekers are dark horses," said Narilean.

After watching so many games, she also realized that the Seeker was the most crucial member of the team, able to end each game quickly and accurately. It could be said that having an excellent Seeker basically meant winning the game, just like Gryffindor had Harry.

but--

"Ced could find a way to restrain Harry," said Narilean. "What do you think?"

"So it's best not to bet?" Fred asked reluctantly.

"Why, are you short of money?" asked Nalilian.

"Yeah," George said.

"How pitiful," Nalilian said, but there was no sympathy in her tone.