HP has a villain system but has become a popular character

Ravenclaw's dormitory is on the west side of the castle. It is quiet all year round. There are more people here than Slytherin, but not as noisy as Gryffindor.

Most students, when in the lounge, would even lower their voices when discussing something so as not to disturb the students around them.

Sally Bourne also got up early today, in the dark sky before dawn, when everyone was still immersed in dreams.

It was inevitable that he would reveal some of his true self when he just woke up, but fortunately the curtain covered his indifferent expression.

The other people in the dormitory were still asleep, and Sally Bourne got out of bed without any hesitation, as if he was not the one who had just woken up from a dream.

His life was very boring. Apart from studying every day, he followed Wenxiu Lord. He thought that there would be no change today.

The hot water poured over his body, flowing through the dense and winding scars on his body.

These wounds have healed for a long time, just like when the Lord family pulled him out of the abyss and pushed him into the bright world.

However, the wound was too deep and the treatment was not timely, so it eventually became a hideous wound engraved on his soul, causing him to become distorted as well.

The mirror was covered with mist. Sally Boone turned off the shower and reached out her hand to wipe away the mist. The mist condensed into water and slid down the mirror through the gap between her palms.

The boy's facial features in the mirror looked a little unfamiliar. The freckles on his cheekbones that would turn red along with his face when he was shy were gone. He looked too similar to his philandering father.

The curly hair became obedient, lying smoothly on the skin in strands, covering the indifferent eyes that didn't care much about anything.

The scar was a little itchy because of the friction of the clothes, so Sally Bourne quickly put on her clothes. There was a bulge of flesh running across her waist and abdomen, which was barely covered by the buttons at the top.

He walked to the mirror, drew freckles on his face, and curled his hair. His perfect timidity made his originally handsome and indifferent face indistinguishable from the crowd.

When I was fully disguised and walked out of the bathroom, my roommates also got up.

One of his roommates, who was on good terms with him, heard the noise and greeted him, his head still stuck in his clothes.

"Good morning."

"Good morning." He smiled that Sally Bourne smile and said hello in a soft voice.

Sitting at the desk and opening the locked drawer, there was only a thick notebook lying quietly inside.

This notebook looks like it has been rebound countless times. The pages have obvious color boundaries and the edges of the cover are faded, indicating that it has been flipped too many times.

During the day, he carried the notebook with him and no one would touch it. Whenever he was free and no one was around, he would take it out and open it.

It contains every angle, every expression, every movement and every breath of Wenxiu Lord that he captured.

He would sketch it over and over again and observe it carefully.

Every night when I return to the dormitory, I will add new photos I took that day.

Feel the changes in the boy today and imprint his new appearance in your mind.

In the timid eyes that are always shown in front of people, infatuation and sobriety are intertwined madly.

The curtains had all been drawn, and the sunlight filled the bedroom wantonly. Sally Bourne turned her head to look at the rising light and stroked the photo with her fingers.

It was clearly just a photo, but he felt as if he had touched the boy's skin and was addicted and unwilling to let go.

The dormitory door rang, which was strange.

Sally Bourne, who was interrupted, showed impatience in her eyes. She stood up and opened the door, then put on the expression that Sally Bourne should have.

He was a senior student whom he did not know. He had never spoken to this person and they only passed each other a few times. Other people in the dormitory also had no contact with this person.

The man saw that his expression became a little strange, and he breathed a sigh of relief with obvious confusion.

"Sally Bourne, Vinciu Lord is looking for you."

Sally Bourne's friend also washed up and walked to the door with a book in his arms, "Venxiu Lord? Wow, Sally, when did you two become so close? He actually came to you so early."

After hearing what the roommate said, the person outside the door looked even more strange. He just said goodbye politely and left in a hurry.

The people around her were still making noises and teasing, making Sally Boone blush.

He covered his face with his hands, hiding the ecstasy in his eyes. "Stop talking, let's go out first."

His eyes were wide open, his pupils constricted, the corners of his lips were exaggeratedly grinning, and he was about to reveal his true self due to the uncontrollable ecstasy.

He really succeeded. Wenxiu Lord, the Lord that would belong to him from now on, he finally caught it.

I walked out of the dormitory with a book in my arms. The atmosphere in the common room was a little strange today. There were not many people. As usual, no one was talking, but everyone was looking Sally Bourne up and down.

His roommate also noticed something was wrong and poked him twice, and the two of them quickened their pace to leave.

When he arrived at the corridor, he was greeted by a look that made Sally Burne even more at a loss.

People around were whispering and watching the show openly.

These gazes almost swallowed him up. Sally Bourne lowered his head even more, wishing he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

There was some malice in her eyes. Seeing his look, she sneered in dissatisfaction, and looked at him with even more contempt.

They really couldn't understand why Wenxiu Lord would be willing to confess his love to such a good-for-nothing and cowardly person.

Yes, confession.

Wenxiu Lord, who had not slept all night, was waiting at the door of the Ravenclaw dormitory early in the morning.

He wanted desperately to see Sally Bourne. He was almost driven crazy by his own longing, but he was afraid of disturbing his beloved's rest, so he endured it until the morning mist turned into morning dew.

He stood at the door of Ravenclaw with a sincere and bright smile. Whenever a student passing by asked him about his love, he would speak out without hesitation.

When the figure that held all his love appeared in his sight, the smile on Wenxiu Lord's face widened a little, and there was no room for anyone else in his eyes.

Pushing aside the people blocking his way, he walked towards Sally Burne firmly.

The gazes of the people around him became even more outrageous. Sally Bourne stood there in a daze, looking stupidly at Wenxiu Lord walking towards him in the light.

The young man was holding a fragrant flower in his hand, and when he saw him, the smile on his face was more beautiful than the flower.

"Good morning, Sally. I love you. Will you be my lover?"

The silver-haired boy's eyes were filled with love so strong that it could drown a person.

The trembling voice that came out of his throat could easily make everyone around him understand his nervousness.

The young boy, who was just beginning to fall in love, expressed his feelings bluntly in front of everyone.

When fantasy really becomes reality, everything is beautiful as if being wrapped in colorful bubbles.

Sally Bourne was in a trance, and in her mind she could hear the sound of Vincent Lord's lips opening and closing, saying "I love you" which could only be heard in dreams.

The red spreading across his cheeks was no longer a disguise, his entire body was trembling, and his joyful soul was about to break through his body.

All the onlookers were filled with astonishment.

As if noticing the embarrassment of his beloved in the crowd, Wenxiu Lord reached out and tentatively grasped Sally Bourne's wrist.

Noticing that there was no rejection on his face, joy flashed in her eyes.

He fled with Sally Bourne, and the two ran hand in hand in the light and shadow.

There was still some time before the first class, so Wenxiu Lord could tell the shy boy behind him everything he had been thinking about all night.

Passing through the doubtful gazes, they walked across the lawn and came to the huge oak tree. The early morning light completely evaporated the morning dew, and Sally Bourne saw herself standing in the shadow of the boy.

When he saw Sally Burne's face, Wenxiu Lord couldn't help getting nervous. Thinking of the long speech he had prepared, for the first time, he was speechless, and all his words were stuck in his throat.

She held the flowers in her hand in front of Sally Bowen and closed her eyes, not daring to look at his expression.

"Please allow me to express my love to you once again."

"Sally Bourne, I like you, I am obsessed with you, I love you, I am sorry for being so distant from you some time ago, I sincerely pray for your forgiveness, are you willing to be with me?"

The expression on Sally Boone's face was full of disbelief. This was the fake love that he had planned and long awaited.

But when he really touched the untouchable, a buzzing sound appeared in his ears, his heartbeat stopped, and even the heaven and the earth turned upside down.

It felt like floating in the clouds, and then fell heavily to the bottom of the cliff.

"I like you too."

More than just like you, I'm obsessed with you, love you, and madly desire to possess you.