'Dear Wenxiu·Lord,

I received the owl you sent me and was hoping you could come and take it away soon. This stupid guy with a brain no bigger than a pine nut almost knocked over my potion cabinet today...'

Wenxiu Lord moved his eyes downwards. The long section below was Owl's criminal record, which made him laugh and cry.

He originally asked Sebastian to send a fast owl, but he didn't expect that although the owl was fast, it was not very obedient.

Continuing to read, there was not much content on the letter. Apart from the owl's criminal record and the venom of the little snake king, the rest were all questions about various potions.

Wenxiu Lord had originally planned to wait for the next two days to practice Apparate in the manor before going to find Severus. Now he can only let the owl protect him. He hopes that Severus will not kill the owl to silence him because it can still deliver letters.

Although he felt very sympathetic towards Severus, there was a hint of gloating in the tone of what he wrote, and he said that he would definitely go find him in a couple of days.

Seeing Sebastian taking the reply letter away, Wenxiu Lord couldn't help but remind him, "When you go to deliver the letter, train the owl well."

"Yes," Sebastian responded with a smile, bowed and left the study.

Wenxiu Lord stretched and walked to the balcony. The wind blew the petals to his side. He lowered his eyes and saw a sea of ​​pure champagne white flowers surging in waves.

The climate in the manor was transformed by magic to be pleasant spring all year round. In a good mood, Wenxiu Lord felt that it would be a pity if he didn't bring Severus to appreciate such beautiful scenery earlier.

A thought flashed through my mind, and I thought of the flowers. Only a few petals blown by the wind remained on the balcony.

Wenxiu Lord staggered to his feet in the center of the sea of ​​flowers, patted himself left and right, touched himself all over, and finally found that his hair had turned into a bald spot, with a slight stinging pain in his scalp.

"Hiss," Wenxiu Lord reached out his hand and touched it, one hand was bright red, and he quickly took out a bottle of concentrated white fresh essence from the system backpack and poured it on the wound while enduring the pain.

Although the wound healed, his hair was really bald. Wenxiu Lord touched his smooth head and sighed.

"Sebastian."

Sebastian appeared in front of Wenxiu Lord, "Master, what do you want me to do?"

"Go buy me a few bottles of hair growth spirit."

"Okay, Master."

"Wait," Wenxiu Lord stopped Sebastian who was about to leave, "Are you changing your form?"

Sebastian was stunned when he heard this. He didn't expect the head of the family would suddenly ask him this question, but his professionalism and absolute loyalty made him answer the question quickly.

"Yes, Master. In order to complete the task you assigned me more quickly, the system has given me the right to change my form in the manor except for you."

Wenxiu Lord didn't care about that. As long as he knew that Sebastian could Apparate, it would be fine. "Go buy some hair growth spirit first, and come back to teach me how to Apparate."

"Yes."

Wenxiu Lord touched the back of his head, feeling more and more distressed. He hoped that the newly grown scalp would not affect the density of his hair.

In the following days, the two of them kept exchanging letters, writing at least two letters every day, which made the owl very tired and obedient.

Wenxiu Lord, who was originally confident that he could learn to teleport in two or three days, was also rejected. Although he had a wealth of experience in his mind, this magic still required understanding of the environment.

Even with Sebastian's instruction, it still took Wenxiu Lord almost a week to fully master this magic.

In addition, the first time he Apparated, the clone happened to be on the scalp. Although the Potter family's hair growth spirit was very useful, Wenxiu Lord always felt that the missing hair was not growing well enough.

Half a month passed in the wait. Although the two still exchanged letters during this period, they both became busier and busier, and often were too busy to reply.

Severus was fine. As his potion-brewing skills improved, the potion shop began to proactively place orders for him. Although it was busy, he was able to handle the situation.

Wenxiu Lord felt that he was so busy that he had no time to eat or sleep.

When the character background progress was almost loaded, Irene Snape, a woman who had severed ties with the Prince family and had lived in Muggle society for more than ten years, had already discovered his identity.

Now that he had returned to the manor, those families and businesses that had been invested in or had cooperation with the Lord family had already sent letters one after another, just like wild dogs smelling meat, trying to test the young head of the family.

Poor Wenxiu Lord, during this period, apart from necessary activities and practicing teleportation, he just sat in the study and replied to letters that were full of useless nonsense filled with modifiers.

Finally, Wenxiu Lord chose to give up completely. He threw the feather pen in his hand on the table, leaned back on the sofa, and stared at the ceiling.

"Ah, this group of people is really something. I was anxious for several days, but in the end it was all nonsense. Tsk."

Wenxiu Lord turned his head and looked at Sebastian who was standing beside him and buried in the pile of letters. "Sebastian, these letters are now in your hands. Please reply to them yourself. I trust you."

He stood up, placed his hands on Sebastian's shoulders, and looked at his reliable butler with a firm gaze.

“Since this group of people want to test my background, give them this opportunity. Go and set a time and make preparations. I will hold a banquet in the manor.

Also, send the letters Severus has written to me these past two days to the living room of my bedroom."

After saying that, he hurriedly left the study room with a pen and paper. He really couldn't stay here for even a second.

He hadn't read Severus's reply for two days. It was the weekend and he didn't know if there was any new progress between Severus and Lily.

He felt uncomfortable all over because he didn't find his CP at the first time.

He waited on the sofa for a long time expectantly but Sebastian didn't deliver the letter. Just when he was about to call Sebastian to ask about the situation, Sebastian knocked on the door.

"Come in." Seeing that he had nothing in his hands, Wenxiu Lord frowned slightly, "Where's the letter?"

Sebastian shook his head, "I'm sorry, Master. I sorted through all the letters and didn't find a reply from Mr. Snape."

Hearing his answer, Wenxiu Lord frowned even more tightly, and a feeling of uneasiness emerged in his heart, "Today is the weekend, how come there is no reply."

'boom! boom! boom! ’

The sound of rapid impact on glass interrupted Wenxiu Lord's thoughts. The two looked in the direction of the sound and saw a huge golden eagle, which was anxiously and frantically pecking at the glass with its beak.

"Master, it's Mr. Snape's golden eagle."

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