HP: Becoming a Maiden Heartthrob

The first class in the morning was Herbology, and Professor Sprout showed everyone something - the Babo tuber.

They were still wriggling like slugs covered in dirt.

Professor Sprout asked them to wear dragon-hide gloves to squeeze the pus out of the Babo tuber.

"This pus is of great value," she said.

The little wizards showed disgusted expressions.

After Nalilian put on the dragonhide gloves, she chose to grab the corner of Hermione's clothes, "Hermione, please."

"Okay, I'll help you squeeze," Hermione said.

"You're the best," Nalilian said with a grin.

Ron saw this scene, then looked at Harry and said, "Harry, please."

Harry said, "I thought you weren't afraid of slugs. Didn't you throw up in second year—"

"Okay, stop talking, I was wrong," Ron interrupted him quickly.

Nalilian, who heard their conversation, made a face at Ron.

Ron was very unconvinced and thrust the Babo tuber in her face.

"what!"

Nalilian was startled and stepped back quickly, but ended up on someone's back.

"I'm very sorry."

She was about to apologize when the other party apologized before her, but the familiar voice made her freeze immediately.

"Lillian!"

Before she could react, a lively and cheerful voice came at the same time.

But Harry was faster than the other. He stepped forward first and stood in front of Narilian.

"My friend bumped into you. I apologize to you on his behalf," Harry said to the other party, protecting Nalilian behind him.

Nalilian looked at his back and found that Harry was actually a head taller than her.

How come he has grown so fast after not seeing him for just one summer vacation?

"It's my fault."

The person who was blocked spoke.

Nalilian looked over.

He had blond hair, golden eyes, a handsome face, and was still dressed appropriately. He looked at her through Harry with his back straight.

Ernest.

No matter how much she tried to avoid him, it was hard to ignore him when they were in the same class.

"Lillian!"

While Harry and Ernest were in a stalemate, the cheerful Curly-haired boy rushed over. Even though Harry was blocking the aisle, he climbed onto Harry's shoulders and greeted Narilian behind him.

"Justin."

Facing Curly's handsome face, which looked like the rich young master playing around in American TV series, Nalilian couldn't help but smile and said, "You've grown taller."

"Yes, yes," Justin said excitedly, trying to push Harry away and get closer. "When I went to the hospital for a physical this summer, the doctor said I'm 1.7 meters tall!"

"Wow," Nalilian exclaimed politely.

Justin was delighted. "I will continue to grow taller. The doctor said I can grow to at least 85 meters. And I drink milk every day, so I can grow to over 1 meters!"

“That’s great,” Nalilian said.

"Also, Lillian, I ranked in the top 20 this semester. Am I awesome?"

"Amazing."

Lavender, who had seen this scene, gave up the idea of coming up to break up the fight and said to Parvati beside her, "Do you think this really looks like—"

"Dog training," Parvati confirmed her thought.

As for Hermione, she glanced at him and continued to squeeze the Babo tubers, not worrying at all that Harry couldn't deal with Macmillan.

Ron had wanted to pull Harry away, but seeing Hermione like this, he went over to her and asked quietly, "Um, Hermione."

"No way," Hermione would not help a slave-owning wizard like Ron who ignored the plight of house-elves.

"And, Lillian..."

When Justin was about to get close to Nallylian's face while chatting, Harry pushed his shoulder, and Ernest grabbed his collar and pulled him away, and then Ernest dragged him away.

"The task assigned by the professor has not been completed yet, so I'm leaving now," Ernest said.

"Come on," Harry responded.

"Lillian..."

Only Justin, who was dragged away to squeeze the Babo tubers, looked at her pitifully.

Narilean gave him a sympathetic look and ran over to Hermione to get her share of the ichor.