HP: Becoming a Maiden Heartthrob

"Senior Ende, can you sign an autograph for me? My brother likes you very much."

While Kerston was holding an offline autograph session and fan meeting in the Hogwarts Express, Narielian dozed off on Cedric's shoulder.

"Would you like to sleep on my lap for a while, Lillian?" Cedric whispered to her.

Nalilian struggled to open her eyes. "I should be able to hold on, Ced."

Then she accidentally closed her eyes and fell asleep.

The little witch who wanted to get Kerston's autograph couldn't help but look at Nalilian.

She had never seen anyone fall asleep so quickly.

Kersten glanced at her.

Noticing his gaze, the little witch immediately said, "Your sister is so cute, Ende-senpai."

Kerston paused and nodded to her. She ran out of the box flattered and explained to her sisters -

"Praising Senior Ende's sister really worked. He just smiled at me!"

However, because the box had poor sound insulation, her words were heard inside the box.

Kerston, who has never laughed before: "..."

Cedric smiled, put his arm around Nalilian and said, "You can choose carefully from these, Kersten."

Kerston pretended not to hear what he said. He cast a soundproofing spell on Narilean and stood up to close the box. He looked at the long line outside the box and said, "You can leave now, everyone."

"why?"

"Come on, we've been waiting in line for a long time."

"We can praise your sister too!"

People in the queue are fighting for their rights.

"My sister is asleep," Kersten said.

Oh.

No one raised a voice in protest.

It is well known that Ende is a sister-con. I wonder if some people can't help but complain about it. No, let me explain it to you.

Kerston closed the carriages and forced the crowd to disperse.

When Hermione came to find Nallylian, she saw a group of people dispersing and thought that some celebrity had come to Hogwarts, such as Harry, and they came to join in the fun and watch. Then she heard them whispering about Kerston and realized that they were really meeting a celebrity.

Isn't Kersten a celebrity?

This legend shone brightly in the Quidditch World Cup at the age of seventeen.

But is it appropriate to come to him?

Hermione hesitated for a moment, but knocked on the carriage door, feeling a little nervous.

Maybe they can give better advice.

Seeing this, the other young wizards who had not yet finished their journey shook their heads and said:

"Don't waste your energy. Senior Ende won't open the door."

"He said his sister is asleep, so don't disturb them."

Hermione's heart tightened.

Nalilian fell asleep?

She hesitated to leave.

But to their surprise, the carriage door was opened, and it was Kerston who opened it.

"Come in," he said to Hermione.

Hermione was stared at by a crowd of envious eyes, and she went in even more nervously.

After entering the carriage, she saw Nalilian sleeping in Cedric's arms, and she felt a little embarrassed.

She rarely saw Nalilian being intimate with boys.

Lillian has always been very careful about this aspect and always avoids everyone.

"Sit here, Hermione," Cedric said gently, asking her to sit down opposite him.

"Thank you, Senior Diggory," Hermione sat down stiffly, and thanked Cedric again when he pushed the tea to her.

"What's the matter?" Kerston walked over and asked while standing aside.

"Why don't you come and sit here, Senior Ende?" Hermione realized that she seemed to have taken his seat and quickly stood up.

"No, you sit," Kerston said.

Hermione became more reserved. She sat down carefully and spoke carefully, "I actually want to ask Lillian about house-elves."

"House elves?" Cedric paused, thinking of the Kiki that Narielian had contacted, and carefully observed Hermione's expression. "What happened to them?"

"Well," Hermione hesitated, "don't you think they have no benefits or wages, and that wizards are exploiting them like slaves?"

Hearing this, Cedric realized what Hermione was here for and nodded.

After receiving her affirmation, Hermione continued, "Perhaps we should find a way to help them improve their environment and treatment. They shouldn't be treated like this. You know that, right, Senior Diggory?"

Cedric nodded.

Kerston then asked, "Do they want to resist?"

"They're very obedient," said Hermione. "They don't have the slightest intention of resisting. They're even afraid of not being used by wizards!"

Kersten immediately lost interest, "Hmm."

This made Hermione speak sensitively, "You should be able to do it, right, Senior Ender?"

After all, he had promised Lillian to make good arrangements for Professor Lupin.

"It's not about me, Hermione," Kersten said. "It's about you."

Hermione was startled, "Me?"

"Well," Kersten replied, "it depends on whether you can make them want to resist."

He looked at Hermione.

"If you can achieve this goal, I can provide you with funds to provide them with more reasonable treatment."

"The premise is that you can change their servility, as you said, and the idea that they serve wizards for free."

"If I can't do that, then I'm sorry, I can't afford to pay into a bottomless pit."

*

Watching Hermione leave with a heavy heart, Cedric looked at Keston, "You want to hire a house elf?"

Despite knowing part of Kerston's plan, Cedric still couldn't understand it.

As Kerston worried, it would be difficult for house-elves to rebel against wizards.

Kerston picked up a book on optical cables wrapped in a spell book cover. "They have good abilities and can do a lot of things. They're cheaper and more loyal to hire than ordinary wizards."

"Then you shouldn't let Hermione incite them," Cedric said.

After all, he would need to pay the house-elves a salary.

Kersten looked at the book and said in denial, "Free stuff is great, but how do you make it work for you?"

Cedric frowned.

Kersten said, "You have a weak sense of law, Ced, but the Ministry of Magic has been established for two hundred years."

Cedric said nothing, for he had certainly not put much effort into it.

“Money can create contracts that define responsibilities and obligations, and there are costs associated with violating them,” Kersten said, “for example, in terms of confidentiality.”

Cedric looked thoughtful.

"Another point," Kersten said, "the average house elf lives for two hundred years."

"What do you mean?" Cedric guessed.

"If you want to find out about a family," Kersten said, "you don't need to negotiate with the family's owner, but rather the servants from those families."

Cedric paused.

"These abandoned servants of the wizarding families," Kersten said, "are precisely the tools that hold them in our power."

"They won't want to reveal it," Cedric said.

"It depends on Hermione Granger," Kersten said, "how to plant the seeds of fairness in their hearts and make them aware of oppression."