HP: Becoming a Maiden Heartthrob

Chapter 275 Christmas Ball

"What are you doing here with me instead of going to the Yule Ball, Miss Ender?"

In the kitchen, Kiki sighed as she looked at Nalilian, who was wearing only a gorgeous dress but lying on the table and looked like she was about to sleep.

Although it didn't know what happened, it had a rough idea of what had happened since it hadn't seen her and Mr. Diggory for two months.

"You should go to that ball and dance to attract the boys' attention since you are dressed so beautifully," it said, pushing the raspberry on the table in front of it to her.

"I had no intention of going. My roommate forced me to wear this outfit..." said Nalilian, as she lay on the table and slowly closed her eyes.

Qiqi looked at her who fell asleep and shook her head.

It jumped off the seat and wanted to warm the fireplace a little. After all, Miss Ender was wearing so little that her shoulders were exposed.

But before it took a few steps, it saw someone coming in from outside.

Qiqi opened his eyes wide, "Digory first——"

Cedric came in and made a gesture to silence it, walked to Nalilian, took off his outer robe and put it on her.

"Why are you here too?" Qiqi said in a lowered voice.

How come neither of them went to the Yule Ball?

What's more, he was dressed so plainly, and didn't look like someone who was going to a dance at all.

Cedric shook his head slightly, indicating that he didn't want to talk. He sat down next to Narielian, and seeing that Narielian was curling up further and further in her sleep, trying to curl herself up, he reached out and held her in his arms.

Feeling the warmth, the sleeping Nalilian nestled completely in his arms.

Cedric looked down at her and saw her reaching out to grab his collar, and he couldn't help but hug her tightly.

Qiqi couldn't help but ask, "Mr. Diggory, are you okay?"

Why does he look so sad?

"Nothing," Cedric hugged Nalilian tightly, resting his cheek on her head, "Nothing..."

He would get her forgiveness, and everything would go back to the way it was before...

*

"Where's Lillian? Where's Lillian? Where's my Lillian!"

Outside the Great Hall, as people gathered on the eve of the ball, Lavender was frantically searching for someone.

How come her dear roommate Lillian, whom she had spent so much time and effort to dress up, is gone?

"I advise you not to look for it," Parvati couldn't help but say, and glanced at Michael Corner who was left behind by Lavender not far away.

She had finally found him a handsome Ravenclaw guy, but it looked like she was going to throw him away.

"No," Lavender frantically said, "She didn't want to participate in the first place, and she'll be even less willing to participate if you don't find her!"

"Why do you insist on her coming?" Parvati couldn't help but ask.

"Because I made her look so beautiful!" Lavender said, looking at her hands. "She looks so beautiful coming out of my hands. I want to show her to the whole world!"

Parvati: "...Why don't you show yourself?"

Lavender: "What?"

Parvati: "You made yourself look pretty good too."

Lavender: "...Oh, I know, but Lillian has to be shown!"

Parvati was speechless.

What a strange obsession.

"Wow!"

When Parvati was trying to persuade her to give up looking for Lillian, Lavender saw someone appear in the aisle behind her and exclaimed. Parvati looked over and was startled when she saw -

A very basic double-breasted black gown, a high black collar, an upright posture, broad shoulders, deep features and a stern face, serious yet relaxed.

Kirsten Ender, so handsome.

All the girls present were staring at him intently. No one could have imagined that Kerstin, who usually seemed too inaccessible, would be so eye-catching in a formal suit.

It's just a pity that he's a Muggle wizard.

Accepting everyone's gaze, Kersten turned slightly to the side, as if to greet his dance partner.

Lavender's heart stirred.

Could it be Lillian?

Was he the one who greeted Lillian?

But he made way and let the Ravenclaw Quidditch Captain Roger Davis enter first, holding Fleur's hand.

What does it mean?

Others felt confused.

At this time, Professor McGonagall's voice sounded: "Warriors, please come forward!"

Fleur brought Roger Davis to Professor McGonagall, Harry brought Ginny, the girl who came to beg him to go to the Christmas ball, and then Ron complained to him that he wanted to see Narylline in a dress, and Krum brought a girl in a blue dress, and it turned out to be Hermione.

She was dressed as fresh as a daisy, which was eye-catching, especially since she was Krum's companion, which was even more surprising.

However, the most conspicuous person was not her, but the lonely Kerston.

"Mr. Ende, where is your dance partner?" Professor McGonagall couldn't help asking when she saw Kersten coming forward alone.

"I don't have a dance partner," Kersten said.

This startled the crowd into whispering.

"He has no partner? No one invited him?"

"No way, this is En De, how could he not have someone to invite him?"

"But his identity as a Muggle-born wizard..."

"My dad told me to stay away from him. The girl who might have been Ende's dance partner would have given up..."

Listening to these voices, Furong, who was clinging to Davis's arm, glanced at Kerston beside her.

The man who rejected her invitation is probably regretting it now.

As a foreigner, Fury was not averse to the idea of Muggle wizards.

Kersten looked very calm, "Professor McGonagall, may we begin——"

“I’m late!”

A voice interrupted him and a figure appeared at the door of the auditorium.

Kerston was stunned when he saw it.

She was wearing a white satin robe, her long hair was tied up and fixed with a row of diamonds, a few strands of hair fell on her delicate shoulders and neck. She walked over with her skirt lifted, and the white doves reflected on the hem of her skirt were mixed with light.

Tender and holy.

Everyone looked at her.

"Oh, Lillian!"

Lavender, who was standing next to Michael in the crowd, couldn't help but sigh with her hands on her face.

She is so beautiful.

Kersten looked at her too.

Under everyone's gaze, Narilian walked up to him with her skirt lifted up and apologized to Professor McGonagall, "I accidentally slept a little longer. I'm sorry."

"It's okay, Miss Ender, you're not late," Professor McGonagall said, her heart softening as she looked at the little witch from her academy.

Every time I meet her, I have a different feeling about her.

The warriors need to walk in front and lead the other little wizards into the auditorium.

Kersten was assigned to walk in front.

Nalilian walked beside him, and he held her hand, interlocking their fingers, and walked into the auditorium.

The auditorium was covered with silver frost, the ceiling was an endless starry sky, and parasites and ivy were floating in the air.

She was led in here by him.

"Why are you here?" Kerston's voice came to her ears.

Nalilian's eyelashes trembled. "I was just woken up."

Throughout history, people have made countless mistakes. Why should she leave regrets in his life?