HP has a villain system but has become a popular character

The two old men watched the silver-haired boy, who was in a good mood, leave. After a long while, Dumbledore looked away and sighed.

Grindelwald, who was sitting on the sofa, stood up and walked to him. "Al, this is fate. He must go through it, and they must go through it too."

Dumbledore's brows were more worried. "But he is just a child."

These words made Grindelwald silent. He didn't care what monster or demon would rewrite the future, nor did he care whether that person would have a terrible or perfect happy ending.

But Dumbledore cares. He will make selective sacrifices for the overall situation and will feel guilty about it. This is the cause planted by Grindelwald.

Grindelwald took the wand from Dumbledore's hand, and the white thread floated in the air again, entwining into the original intact appearance of the Blood Alliance.

"I once tried to resist the foreseen fate, but it was not until we parted ways for so many years that I realized that everyone's fate is predetermined, and even my resistance to fate was part of it."

The two were in their prime back then, and the diamond-shaped pendant in front of them was no illusion.

Dumbledore extended his hand with nostalgia. When the two met again many years later, his skin had become old and wrinkled.

When his fingers touched the pendant in the air, the white hairspring exploded and fell apart.

Grindelwald reached out and took the old man's hand, drawing it back and placing his wand in his palm.

"Believe in Wenxiu Lord. At least the ending he rewrote with all his might is much better than the tragic one he had predicted, isn't it?"

Putting away his wand, his blue eyes flickered under the half-moon lenses, Dumbledore retracted his hands into his wizard robe, and his mind echoed the conversation he had with Grindelwald in the holiday home during the holiday.

"That rude silver-haired brat."

"His name is Wenxiu Lord."

"He will experience a death."

"Gellert Grindelwald!"

“He wants to rewrite his destiny and he will succeed in the future, and he will pay the price for it.”

……

The old man didn't say anything. His silence and expressionless face showed that he was not at peace at the moment.

He walked to the floor-to-ceiling window. The scenery of Hogwarts was so beautiful. It had nurtured batch after batch of the future of the British wizarding world. He should stand in front of everyone and protect this place, but now he had to push a willing young man to join in.

Footsteps were heard behind him. Dumbledore moved aside a few steps and Grindelwald stood with him. The two of them stood in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window, leaving silhouettes.

After getting the signature of Headmaster Dumbledore, Wenxiu Lord walked briskly towards the door of the Gryffindor dormitory.

It was still early, and he could tell Remus about this happy news.

The process of meeting Remus went smoothly. Vincent Lord rarely came to Gryffindor. The little lions around him greeted him enthusiastically when they saw him. "Good evening, Lord, are you here to see Sirius and the others?"

The silver-haired boy smiled and nodded in response, and the others understood. Soon, Sirius and Remus walked out of the corridor behind the Fat Lady's portrait.

After handing the application list with Remus Lupin's name on it to him, the three of them came to a corner that would not affect other people's entry and exit.

Remus spread out the parchment in his hand in confusion, and Sirius also leaned forward to take a look curiously.

"This way we can go to Hogsmeade on Saturday too."

The smiling face of the silver-haired boy was the only light in this dark corner, falling directly on Remus' heart.

The application list in his palm was getting hot. Remus took a few steps forward, pushed away Sirius who was in the way, and reached out to hug Vincent Lord tightly.

"Thank you, Wenxiu."

The body fell into a warm embrace filled with the scent of green grass. Wenxiu Lord's eyes and eyebrows were gentle, and the cold silver-gray color was also covered with warmth.

The two of them hugged each other tightly, and Sirius tried his best but failed to create a gap.

He didn't want to use magic to hurt Wenxiu Lord, so adhering to the principle of "if you can't beat them, then join them", he walked behind the boy, stretched out his arms, and stuck himself close to him.

In this way, a delicious burger with good appearance, aroma and taste is ready.

The two men, one in front and one behind, were competing secretly, and Wenxiu Lord, who was squeezed in the middle, felt a little breathless.

He patted Remus' back, "Let go of me, I'm suffocating."

The two men then looked at each other and simultaneously let go of Wen Xiu Rou Bing Lord who was sandwiched in the middle.

He finally got rid of the two people who wouldn't let him leave, and on his way back he met Sally Burne, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, on the spiral staircase.

Slytherin and Ravenclaw had had several classes together in the past few days, so it stands to reason that the two would have met each other quite a lot.

However, since that night, Wenxiu Lord has been deliberately avoiding Sally Bourne, and his responses when he approached him were perfunctory.

After several attempts without any response, the two gradually lost contact with each other on the surface.

Wenxiu Lord stood at the top of the stairs. The person opposite him was half a meter shorter than him. Looking at him from this height reminded Wenxiu Lord of the day when the young man stood in the shadow, making it difficult to discern his emotions.

"Wen, Wen Xiu. Good evening. Hello, long time no see."

It seemed like he hadn't spoken to Wenxiu Lord for a long time, and the boy's attitude had been cold during this period of time.

At this time, the two were trapped on the same flight of stairs, and Wenxiu Lord actually heard a stuttering from the boy on the opposite side that he hadn't heard for a long time.

In the light, Sally Bourne looked shy and embarrassed, her face blushing because of her stuttering just now. She lowered her head and dared not look at him, looking pitiful.

Wenxiu Lord walked down the stairs holding the handrail so as not to appear so superior.

Wenxiu Lord stopped a few steps away from him. He just didn't want to have any more contact with him, but he had no intention of bullying him.

Hearing the expectation in Sally Bourne's words, Wenxiu Lord felt a little relieved.

He hadn't noticed anything unusual in the several contacts since the start of the school year, and there were no problems with the family background check. Maybe that night was just his illusion?

"Good evening, Sally."

The stairs had stopped moving, and Wenxiu Lord's attitude just relaxed, but he had no intention of talking to him any more.

He said a polite goodbye to Sally Boone and walked down the stairs.

The distance between the two people quickly shortened, their figures overlapped, passed each other, and then the distance between them lengthened further.

Sally Bourne turned around and stared at the boy's back, raising her fingertips to her nose, as if she could still smell the lingering fragrance on the boy's long hair.

Except for resting at night, Regulus spent all his free time in the common room. This had become his habit. Only here could he meet Wenxiu Lord by chance.

But he didn't expect that he was not the only one who had this idea.

He kept his eyes on Barty Crouch Jr. not far away, and Regulus's brows had not relaxed since he appeared in his sight.

He really didn't like Barty Crouch Jr.'s attitude towards Vince Lord. He was polite, gentlemanly and humorous, but Regulus could always see some frivolity hidden under his gentlemanly behavior.

It's like teasing a kitten or a puppy, I'm gentle because I like it, but this liking comes more from interest.

The door to the common room opened, and the two people with ulterior motives looked towards the door at the same time.