HP has a villain system but has become a popular character

Hearing the sound of the stone statue turning, everyone in the principal's office looked in the direction of the sound.

Millicent came to see Vinceau Lord today to have a talk, not to cause trouble, so the person she brought with her was certainly not someone like Alastor Moody who would later dare to capture any criminal in front of her, no matter who he was.

When the two Aurors saw Vince Lord, they showed loyal smiles on their faces.

There is no way, the Lord family gave too much.

When Wenxiu Lord saw the two old acquaintances, he smiled and nodded to them, "Good day, Mr. Baivian and Mr. Nkechi."

Because they were following the Minister of Magic on a mission, the two simply nodded and said nothing.

Wenxiu Lord glanced at Dumbledore, who was sitting on the sofa and drinking pumpkin juice calmly, and finally his eyes fell on Millicent, who was sitting on the sofa and looking at him.

Although I have never met him, he is an old acquaintance. I dealt with the Ministry of Magic every day before school started, so how could I not know the Minister of Magic?

"Minister Millicent," Wenxiu Lord said with a less sincere smile on his face. He held out his hand to Millicent who had stood up. "What can I do for you?"

The two men touched hands politely and then separated, and then they got down to business. Wenxiu Lord sat down next to Dumbledore.

The Ministry of Magic's biggest financial backer and the current strongest combat power ceiling in the wizarding world is now sitting opposite Millicent.

"The following conversation needs to be recorded. Please understand."

The two people behind Millicent took a few steps forward. Baivian took out parchment and an automatic writing quill and placed them on the coffee table, while Nkechi took out a magic camera.

The two did not speak, and Millicent assumed that they agreed. Looking at the old man and the child drinking tea with the same smiling expression, he always felt as if he was watching a grandfather and grandson.

"Mr. Wenxiu Lord, just three days ago, the entire Selwyn family disappeared in the morning. According to investigations, the head of the Selwyn family attended a banquet hosted by Mrs. Walburga Black before he disappeared, and at the banquet, he planned to drug you, right?"

Wenxiu Lord sipped his unsweetened black tea. After listening to Millicent's words, a hint of bitterness of the tea still remained on the tip of his tongue.

"This tea is really bitter." The young man complained in his heart, with just the right amount of sadness on his face. After hearing the meaning of the man's words, he no longer had the heart to drink tea. He frowned slightly, and even his glass-like eyes were stained with a touch of sadness.

"Mr. Minister, do you think that I was the one who caused the disappearance of all the members of the Selwyn family?"

After saying this, the melancholy between Wenxiu Lord's eyebrows became even more intense. The sunlight shone on the boy's profile, giving him a broken beauty.

Seeing such a beautiful boy so sad that he seemed to be about to cry because of his words, Millicent knew that this matter must be related to Wenxiu Lord, but now she still cursed herself in her heart, "Why can't you say it more tactfully." She just wanted to slap herself twice in exchange for the boy's relaxed frown.

Just as he was about to say the words of comfort, the sound of the quill rubbing against the parchment and the flash of the magic camera brought the man back to his senses.

Millicent sat back down with her butt half raised, picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip to hide her embarrassment.

His tone became gentle involuntarily, "Ahem, I'm not doubting you, it's just a routine investigation. We will investigate everyone who has conflicts with the Selwyn family."

Dumbledore quietly put sugar into his mouth while drinking tea, watching the good show in front of him, and felt that Vincent Lord's acting skills were really good.

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Unsurprisingly, this perfunctory conversation ended with no questions asked.

Wenxiu Lord sent the three people away with a smile on his face. Before leaving, Millicent looked at the boy's delicate appearance and couldn't help but smile foolishly. Although he thought he hid it well, it was seen by everyone else present.

The young man perfunctorily said that he would definitely visit them during the holidays. He watched the three figures disappear before his eyes, pulled out the magic wand from his sleeve, and cast a soundproofing spell around them. Only then did the smile on his face disappear.

Dumbledore behind him handed him the candy in his hand, "Want a piece? Your smile is so fake, like a mannequin from the Muggle world."

"Thank you," Wenxiu Lord took the sugar jar from Dumbledore's arms and sat back on the sofa. "The mannequins in Muggle society don't have faces, and my smile is not fake."

'This is the standard smiling face he trained based on the photo on the system panel.'

The old man heard the slight depression in the boy's tone, and smiled as he directed the teapot to serve the boy a cup of warm water.

"Millicent will certainly publish this inquiry in the newspaper. Perhaps I will see you in the Daily Prophet tomorrow or the day after tomorrow."

Wenxiu Lord sat on the sofa, holding the candy jar and refusing to let go. "It doesn't matter. I did it anyway. Even if they put it in the newspaper, not many people would believe it."

Dumbledore thought of Millicent who had just been bewitched, and subconsciously twitched his lips, "Once your photo is published in the newspaper, apart from those who know the truth, how many people will still doubt you?"

Fortunately, due to his thick beard, Wenxiu Lord did not see the speechless expression on the old man's face.

The boy had a strange look on his face. "Voldemort asked Malfoy to send me Selwyn's body."

Dumbledore raised his hand and pushed up the half-moon glasses on his nose, blocking the old man's vision and making it impossible to guess what he was thinking. "He wants to win you over."

The silver-haired boy's expression suddenly looked like he had eaten a slug. "Don't do it now. I don't want to be on the ground kissing someone else's robe that's covered in mud and dirt at such a young age."

Dumbledore stopped talking and stared at the boy's hand which kept reaching for the candy jar.

"How did you deal with those people?"

Feeling his hands were empty, Wenxiu Lord patted the sugar residue on his hands and said, "The guilty ones will go with Merlin, and the rest will be retired at public expense."

The young man paused, "You are not going to stop me."

Dumbledore looked down at his half-empty jar of candy, walked to his desk, opened the drawer, and took out a new jar.

"You've done all these things, and I'm stopping you?"

If he really was some brainless saint, perhaps the two of them wouldn't have reached this point today.

An imperceptible pain appeared in Dumbledore's eyes, which was suppressed by the candy in his mouth.

"You are the greatest white wizard in the wizarding world, Mr. Dumbledore."

Dumbledore listened to the teasing from Neville Lord and waved his wand, and the teacup in the boy's hand turned into Neville's pet.

Wenxiu Lord, who almost kissed the toad, retched and frantically cleaned his hand that had touched the teacup.

The young man looked at the old man's gloating expression, his eyes becoming more resentful, "I should only give you a pair of wool socks for Christmas."

The old man chuckled twice and said, "It's just a little joke." The toad thrown on the ground jumped back onto the coffee table and turned back into a teacup.

The two chatted briefly afterwards. Dumbledore noticed that Vinciu Lord was trying to delay time and skip class, but he did not expose him. Instead, he took out some new candies that had been recently launched in the wizarding world.

"Want to try it?"