HP: Becoming a Maiden Heartthrob

Chapter 276 Secret Chapter, 1

Ten minutes ago, in the kitchen.

"...the girl named Hermione Granger? Yes, I have."

"What do you think of the ones she proposed?"

"I can accept what she said, but what good is that? I don't think it will help us..."

"...Salary and a formal job, isn't that what you've been looking forward to?"

"What's the point? If you pay me to do something, aren't you still serving the wizards? I only want to work for people I agree with. This is freedom."

"According to what you said, Qiqi, thousands of wizards have no freedom. What's more, it's only temporary. You can choose your job later. In any case, this is your first step towards independence..."

"...I can help her, but you have to tell me what you want to do?"

Hearing these sounds one after another, Nalilian slowly opened her eyes and found herself in someone's arms.

Still in Sede's arms.

She paused and wanted to leave, but was attracted by the words in her ear.

"We just want your support," Cedric said in a low voice, but his tone was rare and serious. "The You-Know-Who has been found, but the Ministry of Magic is trying to cover up the truth. Keston and I are trying our best to gain a foothold."

"House-elves and Muggle-born wizards are both weak, why don't they unite?"

"You're not a Muggle wizard, why are you doing this? Why are you so worried?" It was Kiki's voice.

"But Lillian is," Cedric said.

Nalilian opened her eyes suddenly and met Qiqi's gaze. Qiqi nodded to her.

"Lillian?" Cedric followed Kiki's gaze and looked into his arms, looking at the girl who had woken up in his arms in surprise.

He had clearly cast a silencing spell on her, so how could she wake up?

Is it...

He looked at Qiqi.

It jumped off the dining table.

"Perhaps before you try to persuade me, the person you should talk to most is Miss Ende," Qiqi said as he left.

Nalilian pushed herself off Cedric and stepped onto the ground.

"Lillian..." Cedric looked at her and called softly, extending his hand to her side, waiting for her support.

"So you were planning this behind my back," Nalilian said after standing alone without touching him.

She then realized that she was not the only one who was worried about Voldemort.

But I didn't feel happy or touched, only worried and anxious.

Compared to her, a time traveler, they were just two senior students. Why did they have to think about things so far ahead?

What are Dumbledore and Sirius doing, and what is the Ministry of Magic doing?

"This is too dangerous," Nalilian said, frowning. "You shouldn't do this."

Forming cliques will only make you a bigger threat.

"It's just a fight, Lillian," Cedric said. "Kersten and I have joined the Order of the Phoenix."

"The struggle between the two sides will eventually lead to a reshuffle. If you don't join in early, you may not have a place in the future."

Nalilian was stunned for a moment before finally reacting, "No wonder Kersten insisted on participating in the Triwizard Tournament."

"No wonder you won't change the appearance of that TV, no matter how much I persuade you."

"No wonder..."

Nalilian bit her lip and looked at Cedric.

It turns out it was to improve the status of Muggle wizards.

It turned out to be because of...her.

Cedric said this with his head down, not even looking at him.

"But I'm losing my magic," Narilean said. "I'm not a wizard anymore."

Can't they just live in seclusion?

"It will be cured," Cedric said eagerly, looking at her sadly, "Kyston and I promised."

"What if it can't be cured?" Nalilian asked him.

"It can't be cured." When he mentioned this, his face darkened a little, but he spoke softly, "Even if it can't be cured, Lillian, you can still live in the wizarding world."

"Don't worry about the exam. You can use Polyjuice Potion to take it for you."

"We will all stay by your side from now on. This way, even if you never use magic again, no one will know about it."

Nalilian closed her eyes.

They have thought of everything...

"What are you going to do after that?" she asked with her eyes closed.

Cedric didn't say anything more.

"Am I not worthy of knowing?" Nalilian asked after opening her eyes again.

Cedric paused, pain in his eyes, but he shook his head gently and said, "Don't provoke me with such words, Lillian. I won't tell you."

"Why?" Nalilian asked back.

Cedric just shook his head.

Because he and Kersten knew very well that after being told by Dumbledore what she had done, she would do something else secretly.

Something that would get her hurt, or even lose her life.

"Okay, Sede."

Seeing how determined he was, Nalilian tore off her outer robe, lifted her skirt and turned to leave.

"Lillian?" Cedric couldn't help but stand up. "Where are you going?"

She wears so little.

"Christmas ball," Nalilian said without turning around, "I'm going to find a new boyfriend."

Cedric paused.

Nalilian continued, "A boyfriend who will absolutely listen to me, who will absolutely respect my opinions, and not act according to his own wishes and do what's best for me."

"I simply cannot accept someone who doesn't respect my ideas and ignores my concerns."

Cedric was startled, heartbroken. He looked at her back and held onto the table. "Lillian..."

"Cedric," Nalilian wiped away the tears from her eyes, "there is really no possibility for us in the future."

"Stop saying that stupid thing about staying with me forever. I never want to see you again."

hall.

The warriors who lead the team into the hall first will sit with their dance partners in the chairman's seat with the judging panel consisting of three headmasters and two Ministry of Magic officials.

Since she was the first one to enter, Nalilian was sitting next to the air. Kerston sat next to her, put the napkin on her and picked up the menu.

Dumbledore also took the menu at this time and said "pork chop" to the empty golden plate in front of him, and pork chop appeared on the plate.

This was the first time that someone had ordered food in this way, and the other wizards in the auditorium followed suit out of curiosity.

Kersten looked at Narilian.

She didn't order any food.

He ordered her a seafood chowder and soufflé, along with lots of fruit.

He pushed the seafood soup and cream puff pastry to her. Nalilian reluctantly picked up the spoon, stirred the soup, and pretended to eat it.

"Kerston," Krum, who was sitting next to Kerston, came over, his eyes jumping between him and Narilian, and asked, "Have you solved the secret of the golden egg?"

"Mermaid," Kersten said, picking up a lychee and peeling it.

Nalilian looked at him suddenly.

Krum's eyes lit up as well, "You already know."

"Use the detection spell, it will reflect the ripples on the water," Kerston said, placing the peeled lychees on the empty golden plate and pushing it to Nalilian.

Krum narrowed his eyes, pondering the implications of his words.

Nalilian frowned.

Did Kxton figure out the secret of the golden egg so quickly?

So does he know the specific content of the competition?

She remembered that the content of this project was that the mermaid would kidnap the warrior's most cherished person and ask the warrior to rescue him.

Nalilian is not sure if she is the most important person to Kerston and whether she will be kidnapped.

If it comes to that, can she save herself?

After the meal, Dumbledore stood up and conjured up a high stage for the Weird Sisters to perform.

Kersten stood up and made an inviting gesture to Narilian.

This standard etiquette gesture is eye-catching.

Nalilian took his hand and stood up to show that she had not forgotten what her etiquette teacher taught her.

They came to the stage, and Kerston held her hand, put his hand on her waist and danced, leading her step by step, making Nalilian, who was originally unfamiliar with the dance steps, gradually become familiar with it.

Their extremely standard dance posture and etiquette surprised others who were secretly watching them.

Nalilian didn't feel anything at first, but in the crowded crowd and the intertwined light and shadow, she could only look at Kerstin, which made her understand why men and women always meet at dances.

It's too easy to misunderstand.

His deep eyes looked at her lightly, so gently and softly.

Nalilian tried to avoid his gaze, but he would always hold her waist and make her look at him again.

Under your feet, one step follows another.

Nalilian was a little annoyed at her own lack of control and physical weakness, and at the same time, the idea of resistance that was slowly coming to an end had come to an end.

She looked at him.

Kerston was stunned.

The song ended at this moment, and the audience burst into applause. Nalilian watched him stop, took his hand, and leaned against him.

Uncontrollably, Kerston lowered his head and moved closer.

But Nalilian just reached out and hugged him.

Kerston's eyes became understanding, and he hugged her tightly, wanting to hold her in his arms.

But the next second, he let her go.

He probably knew her purpose.

Before the next song started, Kersten half-carried Nalilian off the dance floor.

It wasn't that she couldn't continue dancing, but she was already breathless.

Compared to a wizard, her physical strength is too weak.

Nalilian sat at the long table to rest, her hair falling on her bare shoulders and neck, and then Kerston took off her robe and put it on her.

He was wearing a shirt tucked into his suit trousers, which made his narrow waist and long legs look even more prominent.

Kersten brought a glass of juice to her.

Nalilian picked it up and took a few sips.

Kersten sat beside her, buttoning up the robe she was wearing.

This dress is too big for her.

"Senior Ende," a little witch came over and handed over a glass of red wine, "Can I toast you with a glass of wine?"

Kersten took the drink.

Nalilian looked over and smelled a special scent.

This is……

She looked at the little witch. It was not a familiar face to her, but a student from another school.

Nalilian paused, then suddenly thought of something. She panicked and reached out to hold Kerston's hand, shouting, "Don't drink."

The other party looked embarrassed and said, "It's just a glass of red wine."

"Just red wine?" Nalilian looked at the glass of red wine. "Then you drink it first."

"How can I drink?" the other party refused in panic.

Nalilian gripped the wine glass tightly, trying to pull the wine out of Kerston's hand. "If you don't drink, then Kerston can't drink either."

Kersten loosened his fingers, allowing her to pull out the cup.

Nalilian brought the wine glass to her nose and sniffed it again. It did have a strange smell.

It smells like a light green grass.

Kerston said calmly, "Love potion."

"No, no, it's not," the other party said in a panic.

Nalilian gave her a stern look and asked, "Then why don't you drink?"

The little witch was so frightened that she couldn't speak. She turned around and ran away, and soon disappeared.

Nalilian looked back at the red wine in front of her and tightened her grip on the glass.

It really is a love potion.

Could the person who wanted to drug Kersten be the one she guessed?

"You smell it," Kersten said. "What is it?"

He leaned over, shielding her from the outside gaze with his body, and clasped her hand in his.

Nalilian placed the glass of wine on the table and looked up at him. "It tastes like you."

Kerston stared at her, his deep eyes filled with the desire to tear her apart and devour her.

She endured it without escaping and asked, "What about you?"

"Your taste," Kerston said softly, clasping her hand and rubbing his fingertips against her palm, "the moment she brought it to me."

"You smelled it a long time ago," said Nalilian. Then why did he take the other person's red wine?

He wanted to test her.

Nalilian reacted and felt a tingling sensation on her palms from being rubbed. She wanted to pull her hand back from him.

Kersten didn't budge, "It's just too familiar."

Nalilian was startled and lowered her head and said, "Don't say such things to arouse my sympathy."

She knew that it was not easy for him to earn money working outside and that he might have experienced many things like this. She rarely asked him about those things and he didn't say much either.

"Are you heartbroken?" Kerston asked.

Nalilian paused and said, "Of course."

She watched him grow from the arrogant and sharp boy to the calm and composed man he is now.

It was as if she hadn't realized yet that he had grown to the point where she didn't recognize him.

What had he been through to become like this?

How could she not care.

Kersten took her hand and kissed the back of it.

Nalilian looked at him, wondering what to do next.

How can I make him jealous of Ced?

Allowing him to exclude Sede.

Let them stop doing dangerous things together.

"Where did you go just now?" Kersten asked, letting go of her hand again.