HP: Becoming a Maiden Heartthrob

When Nalilian saw Ernest, he had a calm expression and was wearing a neat wizard robe.

He is ready.

But he looked at her, kept looking, just like that.

"I know about that," Nalilian said, breaking the silence between them.

His eyelashes fluttered and he nodded.

"Don't blame yourself," Nalilian said, "This is not your fault."

If Ernest knew that he had a fiancée, he would never have agreed to let Kerston take care of her.

He is a very responsible person.

Then this incident must have been caused by their relationship, which affected his family and forced him to make a decision.

“I was also mentally prepared,” she said.

She had already prepared for the possibility that they would not be together, but she just didn't expect it to happen so soon.

Ernest's lip trembled.

He couldn't help but reveal a pleading look in his eyes as he looked at her.

Ask her to rebuke him.

Yet I am so reluctant to leave.

Can't bear to leave her.

He is struggling.

He hasn't had the courage to speak yet.

Nalilian saw it and said, "Let's break up, Ernie."

Since he is still hesitant, let her speak up.

It was she who first proposed it, so naturally she was the one who ended it.

Ernest looked at her closely, and nodded under her gaze.

Nalilian also nodded, "Then let's make an appointment at three o'clock."

"First of all, don't cry when you break up."

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw tears welling up in Ernest's golden eyes, which had been looking at her.

Her eyes became hot and tears flowed down her cheeks.

She choked out, "Why are you crying?"

"Lillian," Ernest, who had unknowingly shed tears, looked at her tear-streaked face. He wanted to raise his hand to wipe it away but didn't dare. He could only say in a hoarse voice, "You cried too."

"I told you not to cry," Nalilian said, lowering her head.

She saw a dark tear mark on the floor, which was the tears on her face dripping down her chin to the floor.

Then a few more drops fell.

That's Ernest's.

"sorry."

Ernest's hoarse voice came from above her head.

Her throat felt tight, and she whispered, "Don't apologize, or I'll apologize too."

Because she cried too.

"Yeah," Ernest responded, suppressing the lump in his throat.

"Then the second thing," Nalilian continued with her head down, "from now on, pretend you don't know each other and don't say hello anymore. Don't embarrass your fiancée."

Ernest looked down at the top of her head and nodded, tears rolling down his cheeks and dripping down his chin to the floor.

Nalilian saw it.

She continued, "Third, go home and take responsibility for yourselves, and don't blame each other's families."

In any case, it was their own decision to be in a relationship, and it was not allowed in the first place, so the family cannot be blamed.

Go back home and take responsibility.

In her heart, family responsibility is greater than personal responsibility.

She knew Ernie was the same way.

After all, they are so similar.

"Okay," Ernest replied.

*

When the two little wizards, Nalilian and Ernest, came out of the empty classroom where they met with red eyes, only Kerston was standing not far away waiting.

Cedric had been called away by Kerston. He had just met Ernest and looked very unhappy.

Seeing her come out, Kersten strode over and asked, "Have you agreed?"

He said, extending his hand to him.

Nalilian nodded and took his hand.

She is going back to Eun-tak’s house.

Kersten took her hand and nodded to Ernest, "Excuse me, McMillan."

After saying this, he pulled Nalilian away.

Leading by Kersten, Narilla turned around and saw Ernest standing at the door looking at her.

Seeing her gaze, he curtseyed slightly to her.

Nalilian's eyes warmed up.

He said this was the most honorable etiquette among wizards.

The person who is most important to him.

When Ernest returned to the dormitory, Justin was startled by him.

"Ernie," Justin looked at his red eyes, at a loss, "Are you crying?"

Ernest never cried.

"Justin," Ernest did not answer his question, but asked, "After you finish Hogwarts, will you return to the Muggle world to inherit your family?"

"Yeah," Justin sighed as his question aroused his worries.

"There's nothing I can do. When my mother asked me to come to Hogwarts, she told me that this was the greatest indulgence she could give me," he said dejectedly.

When he gave up Eton College and came to Hogwarts, his mother pulled him aside and scolded him. If he had not begged persistently and vowed to return to inherit the family after finishing his studies at Hogwarts, his mother would not have agreed.

So he never thought about the future.

To be able to spend a day at Hogwarts with Ernie and Lillian was the greatest joy for him.

"Then go back and inherit the family, Justin," Ernest said to him.

"Why?" Justin asked, puzzled and a little aggrieved.

How he wanted to play with Ernie, and Lillian too.

If I go back to inherit the family, I probably won't see them very often.

Looking at him like this, Ernest knew what he was thinking.

He said, "Do you know why Senior Ende has always excluded you?"

"What's the reason?" Justin pricked up his ears and stared at him seriously.

Ernie is the most favored by senior Ende. Is he going to share his experience with him?

"You should know that Senior Ende looks down on you," Ernest said.

"Of course I know that," Justin said, his head hanging down.

"But you don't know why," Ernest said.

"What is that?" Justin was curious again.

"Because you are too naive," said Ernest.

"What?!" Justin was devastated and retorted aggrievedly, "I'm not childish."

"I know, but Senior Ender doesn't know," Ernest said.

"But once you inherit your family, you'll be able to shed that childish title."

"A responsible successor."

"I understand!" After hearing his explanation, Justin finally understood and responded positively, "I'll do it well!"

"Let Senior Ende see my responsibility!"

“I have a lot of responsibilities!”

Looking at Justin's positive and happy look, Ernest was thinking about what Senior Ende said to him.

"Go back and inherit your family well, and do what you should do as an heir."

"And, being the only one in McMillan who can speak."

Senior Ende’s ambition is truly frightening.

Ernest thought.

His ambition to overthrow the pure-blood Slytherin was obvious.

And he really would not miss any opportunity to protect Lillian, even if he had to use Lillian to do it.

well.

He will do what Senior Ende said.

He will also do what his parents want him to do.

Only after he has done this can he truly belong to himself.

Become the head of the McMillan family and help senior Ende.

Let’s encourage each other, Senior Ende.