HP has a villain system but has become a popular character

At night, people's hearts are always evoked with fragile emotions by the darkness, and the blue-white moon magnifies those insignificant fragility, making them sensitive and uneasy.

Hogwarts was quiet. Even the professors and Filch who were patrolling the night had fallen asleep in the empty corridors. Only the thoughts of those who couldn't sleep were wandering in the corridors.

Occasionally, there were a few unidentifiable voices heard from far and near, which were the ghosts who were forever in deep sleep and eternal life whispering to each other.

The first silence was perfect for a good, dreamless sleep, but Remus had never been so awake.

Before this, he had never suffered from insomnia, because he rarely had time to rest easily, and every good sleep was extremely precious.

Without the barely busy classes during the day for him to escape, the image of the silver-haired boy being led away by Lucius yesterday evening became increasingly clear in his mind.

Every detail is meticulously portrayed, and cannot escape my mind. The backs of the three people standing side by side are so firm and resolute, as if they will never return under the low-density sky.

Remus wanted to deceive himself that Vince Lord was just sick.

But the person who supported the young man was not Severus, but Lucius Malfoy. The guilt in his words was too obvious for Remus, who had a hard time surviving since childhood and was very sensitive to people's thoughts, to deceive himself.

Something must have happened between Venus Lord and Lucius, otherwise Severus wouldn't have looked so grim, but he was willing to conceal it and became an accomplice of the two.

Thousands of thoughts and guesses, every possibility made Remus' heart palpitate, and the boy's escape made him realize that it would never be a good thing.

Gripping the potion beside his pillow, he knew what Regulus had meant by what he had said in the hospital wing this evening.

They both had the same goal, and he didn't mind being used as a gun in this matter.

His head was groggy and he was full of thoughts. He had not gotten enough rest or relaxation, so when Remus sat up in the early morning when the sun and the moon shone together, he felt dizzy.

Peter Pettigrew, who had little contact with the others, was always the first one to get up in the dormitory.

The alarm clock rang, and Peter Petillo struggled to get out of the warm and comfortable bed. He was surprised to find that his title of being the first to get up early today was taken away by someone else.

He seldom communicated with others. Apart from resting in the dormitory, he spent most of his time with friends or playing with everyone in the common lounge.

From time to time, I met a few people in the dormitory, but they were just nodding acquaintances and roommates. They would leave in a hurry after finding what they wanted, leaving only the sound of three people talking about Evans or Lord fading away.

Only when he heard the name of Wenxiu Lord did the cowardly boy's evil thoughts emerge. He slowed down his pace and wanted to hear more about the boy.

"Lupin, you got up really early today."

Remus rubbed his aching temples, and his fingertips touched his hot forehead, which was cool and comfortable. He raised his head, his voice a little deep and hoarse.

"Good morning, Petelou."

Peter Pettigrew noticed his abnormality, and out of concern for his roommate, he kindly asked, "Are you sick? Many students have been sick recently. You should go to the hospital wing to see Madam Pomfrey."

Remus didn't expect that he would care about him. The hidden worry in his words made the boy struggle out of his illness and confusion. His brows relaxed, and he was as polite as ever in front of outsiders.

"Thank you for your concern. I will."

Peter Pettigrew was right. In order not to delay the action at night, it seemed that he should go to the hospital wing to ask Madam Pomfrey for a bottle of healing potion.

It was still early, and by the time Remus had finished washing up with unsteady steps, Peter Pettigrew had already left the dormitory early, leaving only him and James Potter, who was still snoring loudly in the warmth.

Walking slowly to the boy, Remus, who was suffering from a high fever, rarely revealed some of his true evil thoughts about his friend's heartlessness.

Pinching a corner of the quilt, air that was much cooler than the bed flowed in, quickly waking up James Potter, who was sleeping with a smile on his lips.

This method works very well in this weather.

It was a critical moment for James Potter in his sleep. The girl's rosy lips were close at hand, and her fiery red hair was lighting fire on his heart. When he was about to kiss her, a hurricane carrying ice and snow blew away the heat in his heart.

James Potter opened his eyes and saw Remus. He covered his face in pain. "Oh no! Merlin! Remus, you ruined my sweet dream!!!"

Obviously, as soon as the boy opened his eyes, he saw a person of the same sex standing beside his bed. This person disturbed his sweet dream, making him very upset.

Seeing James Potter open his eyes, Remus ignored his dissatisfied shouts and walked to the desk to organize today's textbook notes and homework that needed to be handed in. He said to the boy who wanted to close his eyes and continue his sweet dream, "If you don't get up, I will tell Lily about your dream."

James Potter's eyes widened on the bed, and the little sleepiness he had left completely disappeared. "What the hell is this dream? What are you talking about!?"

Unfortunately, his red ears betrayed him.

Remus didn't turn around, "When you were sleeping, the smile on your face was so obscene."

"Okay, I'll get up now." The boy sat up reluctantly, slowly picked up the clothes beside the bed and muttered softly, "Remus is getting worse and worse. He must have been led by Sirius and Severus."

Remus just smiled when he heard his words, "I'll wait for you in the common room." Then he slipped out of the dormitory.

The whole room was filled with fiery red decorations, as festive and warm as the flames dancing in the fireplace. On the table was a wizard chess game in which two little wizards had been playing and no one knew which player had won the game last night.

Remus found a sofa with some space to sit down and drank a cup of hot tea. There was no one else in the lounge except him.

The boy had a blank expression on his face as he stared intently at the hot tea in his palm. The scattered tea leaves floated up and down in the bright reddish-brown color.

When Lily walked into the common room, she saw the gentle Remus in this vulnerable state.

Among the few people, Severus and Remus were the most delicate and didn't like to express themselves. Severus had always been by Vinceau Lord's side. With Vinceau Lord around, Severus always felt at ease and peaceful.

As a result, Remus became the one with the greatest emotional fluctuations and the most forbearance.

In the midst of the fiery red, the young man sitting there seemed out of place.

Lily walked forward and patted the boy who was lost in thought and didn't notice her. "Remus, you don't have to worry so much. Wen Xiu wouldn't distance himself from us so suddenly. He must have some unspeakable secrets. Aren't you and Sirius going to find Wen Xiu tonight? Just ask him clearly."

Remus came back to his senses and turned around, "Thank you, I'm fine."

However, Lily noticed his abnormal skin color, which was pale and bloodless, his lips were dry and flakes appeared due to lack of water, and his cheeks were abnormally red.

Even without touching his skin, he knew the breath she exhaled while speaking must be hot.

"Remus, you have a fever!"

James Potter quickly washed and changed into his school robe. The first thing he saw when he came out was Lily. The girl started his day in a good mood.

Then Lily, who had noticed him, called over in an urgent tone, "James, Remus has a fever. The two of us need to take him to the hospital wing."

Remus just felt a dizzy and swollen pain in his head, and his perception of the surroundings was a little dazed. "I'm fine. I'll go find Madam Pomfrey to get the potion after class."

James Potter looked at his face that was about to burn like a red sausage, reached out to touch it, and screamed in shock when he was burned. He picked up Remus and dragged him to the door, "Merlin's red knitted tights! You're almost cooked now!"

The burned and confused boy had no strength to resist and just followed his pace to avoid falling. He touched his cheek with his cold hand and found that the temperature was indeed much hotter than when he just woke up. The warmth warmed his cold palm and felt very comfortable.

Seeing Remus' silly look, Lily and James Potter rushed to the hospital wing at an urgent speed of 800 miles.

Within 5 minutes, accompanied by Madam Pomfrey's scream, Remus appeared on the bed next to Sirius who was still sleeping.