HP has a villain system but has become a popular character

The question just now was not answered and was just passed over without any fuss.

No one mentioned it and everyone changed the subject.

Wenxiu Lord did not respond to Little Batty. He felt that the scene just now was too embarrassing.

If it were just the two of them, perhaps he would give a positive answer, but in a place like this, facing so many people, Wenxiu Lord could only respond with silence.

Otherwise, a hole would definitely be dug in the sole of his shoe.

Sirius, Severus and the other three simply didn't want this matter to be brought up.

There are already enough people around Wenxiu Lord.

This little Barty Crouch obviously has ulterior motives, and Vince Lord said he needed him.

No one would let Wenxiu Lord make a choice at this time.

The boy would certainly agree, and Barty Crouch Jr. would certainly go further after getting permission.

These few people understood it too well. After all, this was how they occupied the boy's world step by step.

On the way back, the person being excluded became Barty Crouch Jr.

He was not annoyed. Instead, he followed the few people in a very good mood. His melancholy facial features looked a lot brighter.

The other confused little wizards in the corridor couldn't help but stop and look sideways when they saw this.

His purpose was not to follow Wenxiu Lord, but just to find an identity that would make it more convenient for him to stay with the young man.

Since Wenxiu Lord did not pursue the kiss and did not explicitly reject his pursuit, it meant consent, which meant that he could go further and further like the other people around the boy.

His sight fell on the backs of the four men, and soon he would have a place next to the young man surrounded by the four men.

After the meal, the two parties with different destinations said goodbye at the corner of the corridor.

There was too much work left over from yesterday, and Sirius, the only one who was free, also had a lot of homework left to do. They went their separate ways, deciding to meet again after finishing their work and homework.

Sirius had originally thought of asking Vince Lord to go to the library with him so that the two of them could be together.

After hearing this, Wenxiu Lord refused without hesitation. There were too many work documents, and it was not convenient to move them everywhere. Besides, he also had to help Severus look after the potions. It would be better to stay in the dormitory, so that he could rest and sleep after finishing his work.

Sirius didn't force it this time. Without the potion to support their spirits, they were indeed tired.

I slept for less than an hour last night, so I really need to have a good rest.

But even though I agreed in my heart, I still had to seek some benefits for myself on the surface.

He huddled in Vincent Lord's arms for a long time before being kidnapped by Remus with a chokehold.

After walking out of the kitchen, Severus returned to his original appearance on the way there, and his face even looked worse.

Wenxiu Lord was worried that he would not be able to endure the journey back, and suggested several times to send him to the hospital wing to see Madam Pomfrey, but he refused.

Helplessly, he could only let the young man, who even walked a little unsteadily, put most of his body weight on him.

The two of them went back like this, leaning on each other.

On the way, Regulus's little Barty also tried to separate the two, but Severus didn't let them touch each other at all.

The force of that hand swing was as if he wanted to slap them both to death, and he didn't look weak or uncomfortable at all.

The two of them smiled without showing any smile, and watched Severus being half-carried and half-held by Venus Lord as he was brought back to the dormitory.

He helped the man sit on the bed, squatted in front of Severus, reached out to take off the boy's shoes and school robe, helped him lie down, and covered him with a quilt considerately. Wenxiu Lord looked at Severus who closed his eyes and relaxed, and the worried expression on his face eased a little.

He turned around to look after the potion that Severus was still brewing, but saw two people who had walked into the room without saying a word.

Vincent Lord raised his index finger as a gesture of silence, pointed at Severus who was breathing steadily, cast a soundproofing spell around him, and then spoke.

"Aren't you two going to go back and rest? You two didn't get enough rest last night."

He thought the two would go back to their respective dormitories to rest, but he didn't expect them to follow him in directly.

His eyes fell on the pile of documents, and Regulus said, "I just wanted to see if there is anything I can help you with."

"Wen Xiu still has so many documents to deal with, why not give me the papers assigned by the professors."

"No thanks." Wenxiu Lord refused, "We are not in the same grade, and you also have homework and work to do."

He stared at the obvious dark circles under the boy's eyes. "You should take some time to rest. Dark circles under your eyes will make you miss out on many opportunities."

Hearing his teasing concern, Regulus felt an unspeakable bitterness in his mouth.

"it is good."

Barty Crouch Jr. had a hint of amusement in his eyes. "Mr. Black is so handsome, he will definitely be very popular with the ladies."

"I heard that Mr. Regulus Black has been attending banquets during the holidays. I wonder which lady Mrs. Walburga Black will choose as your marriage partner in the future."

"This has nothing to do with you, Barty Crouch Jr., you've crossed the line." Regulus's face looked a little ugly.

Barty Crouch Jr.'s words hit him right where it hurts.

During the holiday, Walburga Black had been taking him to various banquets. It was more like he was trying to find a qualified marriage partner for him than to make connections in a different identity.

He could not refuse his mother's intention, otherwise his mother would take back the rights given to him.

He needed this right so that even if he became a Death Eater in the future, he would have a reason to stand beside Vinciu Lord.

Some things should be said at the right time. Barty Crouch Jr. said "sorry" without any apology, but the sarcasm in his eyes was not concealed at all.

"What a coward you are! You don't even dare to show your desire to fight with your own brother."

The reddish-brown eyes seemed to see through his heart. Regulus didn't dare to look at them and said goodbye to Wenxiu Lord.

After one person left, Vince Lord saw that Barty Crouch Jr. had no intention of leaving for the time being, so he casually refilled his cup of tea.

"I'm going to check on the potion. If you have anything else to do, just sit on the sofa and wait for me."

Barty Crouch Jr. was not intimidated by his cold attitude. He walked to the sofa and sat down, picking up a book from the coffee table at random.

"Can I see it, Senior?"

Wenxiu Lord, who was checking the progress of the potion, raised his eyelids and glanced at it. "Whatever you want."

The silver-haired boy who is devoted to work exudes a unique charm.

The school robe was taken off and hung on the hanger before work. The boy had a slender waist, and the tight shirt outlined his back muscles when he bent over, showing a slender but not weak sense of strength.

The shirt was very loose and in the candlelight it looked translucent, allowing one to see the outline beneath the fabric.

The tied-up silver hair just touched the waist, swaying with the boy's clean and neat movements.

The sleeves were rolled up to his forearms, revealing a small section of skin as smooth as jade. His fingers were holding a knife, crushing, scraping and cutting the different potion ingredients in front of him. His expression was so focused that it was fascinating.

The book in little Batty's hand, which served as a cover, was casually thrown beside him. He held a cup of tea in his hand and admired the beautiful scene in front of him.

As the only one among the group who had finished his homework and had no work to deal with, he could put aside those books that he loved and hated on weekdays.

He could just sit here and watch him, all day.

The smell of potions in the room grew stronger, making the air thicker.

The rising heat turned into a few drops of sweat on Wenxiu Lord's forehead. Little Barty's heart beat slightly, and he was about to get up, but a knock on the door interrupted his thoughts.

The silver-haired boy looked over and said, "I'll open the door."

There was another knock on the door. Impatience showed in little Barty's eyes. His gaze lingered on the boy's face who had returned to his work for a few seconds before he stood up and walked towards the door.

"Mr. Zabini?"

"Barty Crouch Jr.?"