HP has a villain system but has become a popular character

The male body is like this. It has nothing to do with love. All it needs is stimulation and arousal to make a normal body come back to life.

If there is no reaction, it must be that the stimulation is not enough.

Obviously, Wenxiu Lord's body is now as new as it was when it came from the factory and cannot withstand any hormonal disturbance.

Just a gentle friction of the knees can start a prairie fire.

"No, I don't need it, let me go, little Barty."

The boy refused in panic.

He struggled to twist his wrist, and even when he felt pain in his wrist bone, he did not give up trying to break free.

He wanted to stand up, but the head buried in the crook of his neck and biting his collarbone seemed as heavy as a thousand pounds, easily making it impossible for him to lift an inch.

'Fuck, I'm not going to get into trouble today.'

'He can cast spells silently, but not wandless. Damn it. From now on, I must keep my wand in space at all times.'

Facing Vince Lord's violent struggle, Barty Crouch Jr. did not stop, but instead gave a nonsensical reply.

"Does the senior love them? Just like how we feel about the senior."

The boy quickly realized who Barty was referring to as "they" and denied it decisively.

"Do not."

He loved them, but it wasn't about love.

"Then why do you allow them to do so many excessive things, but are so repulsive to me?"

His hoarse voice was full of paranoia, and every bite he made was a question from the depths of his soul.

That time in the abandoned classroom, it was clear that several people did something excessive to him.

The silver-haired boy easily forgave them and only kept his distance and guarded towards himself.

Everyone is coveting it, but I am the only one who is excluded outside the wall of my heart.

Hearing the reluctance, anger and grievance in little Batty's words, Wenxiu Lord stood there in a daze.

"I……"

Yeah, why?

I have lowered my bottom line for them again and again, and tolerated their increasingly excessive behavior towards me endlessly.

Even get used to it and actively cater to it.

because……

Because, “They’re important to me.”

They are my salvation and the reason for my survival. Making them happy is my life's goal.

Their existence is the anchor that stabilizes my soul and prevents it from becoming corrupt.

The head buried in the crook of the neck was raised, and the eyes met. Only then did Wenxiu Lord see clearly that the clean whites of the beautiful eyes were already full of bloodshot.

"So little Barty, calm down, okay?"

"calm?"

Little Barty sneered, and the ambiguous hug turned into forced confinement, with his hands behind him raised high and pressed against the wall.

The silver-haired boy was finally able to stand up straight and escape from the rubbing knee.

Just as he secretly breathed a sigh of relief and was about to break free, Little Batty pressed his entire body on him, taking away his space to move.

The boy's eyes were fierce and his tone suddenly rose.

"They are important to you, but what about me? Why do you allow me to stand beside you?"

After standing up straight, little Barty could only look up at him, his silver-grey eyes half hidden in the shadows, showing no emotion either sad or happy.

Wenxiu Lord looked at the out-of-control little Batty and did not answer him.

The answer couldn't be more obvious.

It is exploitation.

It was to prevent Voldemort from having a loyal follower.

It was to prevent those who fought against Voldemort from having to face a difficult Death Eater.

Little Barty immediately revealed the reason why the silver-haired boy was reluctant to say it out loud.

“It’s exploitation.”

Seeing that Vince Lord did not answer, Barty Crouch Jr. angrily bit the moist lips within his sight.

The sharp canine teeth bit through the thin flesh, and tiny drops of blood quickly oozed out from inside, and were all swept away by the tip of the tongue.

The fishy smell spread in his mouth and a muffled groan was heard in his ears. Barty Crouch Jr. stared at the boy in front of him and his tongue went straight in.

The fire that had not yet been completely extinguished was like wind blowing over ignited coals, almost burning the two of them.

The hands that were restraining the silver-haired boy's wrists loosened, and Barty Crouch Jr. wrapped his arms around the boy's neck, and the other hand around his waist, devoting himself to this emotional kiss.

After Wenxiu Lord’s hands were released, he did not rush to push him away. Instead, he guided him and entangled with him.

Just consider it as the price for using him and the reward you have to pay, and indulge him this time.

Little Barty was the most observant of the group. He had been following the silver-haired boy, hiding in the dark, observing the boy's habits, expressions, and movements.

He knew too well what the tenderness at this moment symbolized.

So you're soft-hearted towards me, too? Just like you were towards them.

He had already gotten the answer he wanted to know, and his heart was so agitated that even his mind was clamoring, "Touch him, possess him."

Suppressing his urge, Little Batty knew he couldn't act too hastily.

At least after today, he will no longer be an insignificant existence in Wenxiu Lord's heart.

After the kiss, their lips parted.

In the blind spot where Wenxiu Lord couldn't see, little Barty's eyes flashed with success and joy.

Wenxiu Lord is so kind that he even feels guilty about taking advantage of others.

Their eyes met, and there was an emotion in his eyes that the silver-haired boy couldn't understand.

"Senior, since you feel guilty towards me, don't ever think of getting rid of me again."

With his thin lips slightly opened, Little Barty rolled his fingertips over the swollen lips of the boy opposite him, his eyes charming.

"Is this kiss my compensation?"

Wenxiu Lord did not answer, which was considered as his consent.

"If this is compensation, you can use it more thoroughly. I will never betray you."

He rubbed his thumb along the line of his lips and cupped his face, "Senior, you don't have that kind of feeling towards them. So, do you want to be with me?"

With his lips tightly pursed, Wenxiu Lord frowned slightly and pushed away Little Barty, "What nonsense are you talking about."

"Senior, I think you are also worried about their overstepping behavior."

Little Barty seduced the boy little by little, his voice still hoarse.

"Openly become my lover and let me be a shield, so that they won't do anything to the senior. Anyway, the senior never promised them anything, right?"

If this had been said a year ago, Wenxiu Lord might have agreed to it.

As an insider, Wenxiu Lord doesn't have to worry about implicating Little Batty, and it can also help him draw a clear line between himself and the other people. Why not do it?

It’s a pity that now he is destined to be involved with Voldemort, and this little Barty obviously has ulterior motives, so forget it.

The clear and smooth voice was a little cold, "No need. And your purpose is not just to be a shield."

Little Barty saw the flash of desire in the boy's eyes, "Of course, if possible, I certainly want to become the senior's true lover."

The little Barty who was pushed away stepped closer, "Anyway, it's better to deal with me alone than four. Senior is also tempted, right?"

Wenxiu Lord pushed away the body approaching him, walked quickly to the bed, picked up his wand and pointed it at little Barty.

"I said, no need, now, please leave my bedroom."

Magical power surged at the tip of the staff, and Little Barty stopped and asked, "Why?"

He asked about the second purpose of today's actions.

"Senior, what are you hiding?"