HP: Becoming a Maiden Heartthrob

After running until she was out of breath, Nalilian leaned against the wall of the castle to catch her breath. Her heart ached, she couldn't breathe, and her stomach felt sour. She couldn't help but dry heave and knelt on the ground, tears streaming down her face.

Harry still became a warrior in the Triwizard Tournament, but Kersten went to the Triwizard Tournament instead of Ced.

In the end, no one could protect her.

A shadow fell over her, and she was covered in a warm coat, and all her discomfort disappeared.

"sorry."

A deep voice came from behind her.

Nalilian knew who was coming without even looking.

"Don't apologize," she said, grabbing the wall in front of her. "Why don't you just die, Kersten."

He knew clearly that she cared so much and didn't want Sede to participate in the semi-finals.

But why should he participate?

Kersten knelt down, reached out and pulled her into his arms, wiping the tears from her face with his fingertips, "Not yet."

Nalilian nestled in his arms, gasping for breath, tears flowing freely, unable to control herself.

Kerston kept wiping her tears.

When she had cried enough and her tears had dried up, she grabbed Kersten's arm and turned to look at him, "I beg you not to go."

Kersten frowned.

She added, "I'll do anything you ask of me."

She is extremely serious and she doesn't care about anything.

Kersten's eyes were obscure for a moment, and he stroked her cheek, "Don't worry too much."

"Kerston," Nalilian said, pressing her cheek against his palm, "I mean it."

There were still tears hanging on her eyelashes. She nestled in his palm and looked at him seriously and devoutly, as if she had lost her faith and was finally convinced of him again.

Kerston's throat felt tight. He knew that she would agree to whatever he asked her to do now.

but……

“I’m not giving up,” he said.

Nalilian's breath was choked, and she asked unbearably, "Why?"

Why don’t you even agree to this request?

How much does he care about his honor?

Kersten didn't answer, but just picked her up and said, "Let's go back."

Nalilian felt his stubbornness again. She sneered and pushed away his hand that was restraining her. "I can't go back!"

Kersten was startled and looked at her.

She said, "I have come clean with him and ended the relationship."

"I don't like being with three people. It just makes me feel suffocated."

Kersten looked at her.

Nalilian also looked at him, "If you can't do it, then we will break off the relationship, Kerston."

Kersten lowered his eyes, "...Okay."

*

"...Lillian?"

When Lavender, Parvati and Hermione returned to the dormitory, they saw the missing person and were surprised and confused.

Narilla was sitting on the edge of the bed, and Hermione's fierce-looking fat yellow cat, Crookshanks, was leaning against her legs, patting her legs with its tail.

They looked at her.

Wasn't Lillian living with Senior Diggory? Why was she back?

"What's wrong, Lillian?" Hermione sensed that she was in a bad mood, walked over and sat down beside her and asked.

"I broke up with Said," Nalilian said, her head hanging.

"Huh?" Lavender was stunned.

Parvati frowned.

"And also cut off ties with Kerston," Nalilian continued.

"Ah?!" Lavender was stunned again.

Parvati asked, “What have they done to you?”

"Is it because Senior Ender is going to participate in the Triwizard Tournament?" Hermione asked.

The Hufflepuff table was right next to the Gryffindor table, and she saw her grabbing senior Ender and crying, refusing to let him go up.

"Then I'll go scold him!" Lavender said, her voice trembling a little when she spoke.

She is actually very afraid of Senior Ende.

Parvati glanced at her, then looked at Nalilian and advised, "It's okay, Lilian. This competition is very safe. Headmaster Dumbledore has guaranteed that there will be no danger to life."

"You don't need to worry so much about Senior Ende. After all, he's very capable in every way, and nothing will happen to him."

Hermione glanced at her. "Headmaster Dumbledore also guaranteed that this selection would be fair and just, so there should only be three contestants. Why was Harry also chosen as the champion?"

"Hermione!" Parvati shouted. Why was she trying to sabotage them at this time?

"Senior Ender shouldn't have participated in the Triwizard Tournament!" Hermione said. "Has he been blinded by the honor? Has he forgotten what happened in the Quidditch World Cup?"

"But this is Hogwarts," Parvati said.

"It's because it's Hogwarts," Hermione said. "Didn't you notice? Harry didn't ask anyone to help him vote in the Goblet of Fire, and Fred and George couldn't pass the age limit after testing it. Someone must have voted his name in!"

"This person is definitely going to harm him!"

Lavender opened her mouth slightly, and Parvati frowned, "You think too much, Hermione."

"So tell me," Hermione said, "Do you think Harry is capable of participating in this competition? This is a competition where over a hundred people died."

Lavender and Parvati fell silent.

They knew very well that although Harry was good at Quidditch and had performed well in Defense Against the Dark Arts last semester, he was definitely not suitable for this kind of game with a high mortality rate.

"So," Hermione looked at Narielian, "you did the right thing. Don't be so sad. This is what they deserve."

"They knew that some people were concerned about their safety, but they ignored the advice and participated in dangerous competitions just to gain glory."

"If they still don't realize how dangerous their actions are, then there's a real problem."

Nallylian leaned against her, her eyelashes trembling. "Thank you, Hermione."

In such a situation where no one understood her, she always stood by her without hesitation.