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Back in the dormitory, Wenxiu Lord noticed the strange atmosphere in the room and looked at the people who were eating snacks obediently with suspicion.

When he saw Severus pick up a piece of maple pie and take a bite, the suspicion in his eyes was evident.

Strange, so strange.

Maple syrup pie is one of Wenxiu Lord’s favorite desserts, and its biggest feature is that it is sweet but not greasy.

(It's just that he thinks it's sweet but not greasy.)

Normally Severus wouldn't even look at it, but now he eats it! ?

"Severus, are you upset?"

Looking at Severus' face which instantly turned gloomy due to the maple syrup stuck in his throat, Wenxiu Lord walked over to him and poured him a cup of hot tea to replace the food in his hand.

The few people who couldn't help but fight after the silver-haired boy left the dormitory watched with their eyes and noses, suppressed their gloating in their hearts, and concentrated on eating the "delicacies" in their hands.

It took two cups of tea to suppress the sweet feeling that made his throat sticky. Severus stared at the small piece of maple pie as if he had met a lifelong enemy.

"Wen Xiu, I think you are becoming more and more fond of sweets."

Wenxiu Lord, who was eating the maple pie that Severus had taken a bite of, heard his words and looked at him in confusion.

"Well?"

Seeing that he could take such a big bite without changing his expression and even wanted a second piece, Severus frowned and reached out to hold his wrist.

"Don't doubt it. Even Sirius Black wouldn't eat food this sweet. Starting tomorrow, you have to give up sugar, otherwise even the tooth-health potion won't be able to save your teeth."

A rich sweetness spread in his mouth, and Wenxiu Lord looked at Severus pitifully, trying to make him take back this terrible idea.

"Severus, my brain needs fuel and my teeth are fine."

As he spoke, he opened his mouth, revealing a row of neat white teeth, and moved closer to Severus.

Pushing away the face that exuded a sweet scent, Severus didn't even spare him a glance.

"No room for negotiation." These words sounded like the Whomping Willow outside Hogwarts Castle in winter, cold and hard.

A cookie was stuffed into the palm of the silver-haired boy. He turned his head and saw Remus looking at him seriously.

"You've never liked anything so sweet before. I think you should go to St. Mungo's."

Little Barty and Sirius also looked at him seriously and concernedly. Wenxiu Lord looked down at the cookie in his hand with a frustrated expression.

"My body is fine. I will definitely reduce my sugar intake tomorrow. Let's forget about it tonight."

Seeing that he didn't mention the reason, little Barty's reddish-brown eyes swept over Severus, Remus and Sirius, with a thoughtful look on his face.

After hearing the silver-haired boy's assurance, Remus did not persuade him any further. He just silently took the greasy sweet food away from the boy and replaced it with light-flavored pastries with less sugar.

After simply filling his stomach, Wenxiu Lord drank a glass of hot milk and calmly pushed away Sirius's head that was rubbing against him.

"I'm preparing to graduate early." Holding the glass with both hands, Wenxiu Lord lowered his head and stared at the remaining milk stains in the glass, not daring to look at the expressions of Sirius and Remus.

One hand took the glass he was holding and placed it on the coffee table. Sirius ignored Severus's attempts to stop him and got into the arms of the silver-haired boy.

"I know. Remus and I both know."

Sirius in his arms reached out and cupped the boy's cheek, "You are going to be an undercover agent, for the wizarding world."

His silver-grey eyes dodged and closed, his eyelashes trembling.

He remained silent, his inner voice selfishly saying, 'I'm not doing this for the wizarding world, I'm not that great.'

Moving Sirius's legs that were lying horizontally and taking up space, Remus walked over to sit next to the silver-haired boy and wrapped his hand in his palm.

"Wen Xiu, you don't have to run away. We won't be angry, but we feel sorry for you. You are under too much pressure and have done too much."

Before the sad emotion could spread, Sirius grinned, held Wenxiu Lord's cheeks with both hands, and squeezed him into a pouting little goldfish.

"How can you save the wizarding world without me? How about I go undercover with you? If my mother knew that I was willing to become a Death Eater, she might faint with joy."

"N-o."

Pulling his face out, Wenxiu Lord rubbed his cheek, pushed Sirius away from his arms and sat next to little Barty.

"Sirius you can't become a Death Eater. Regulus has already revealed himself to Voldemort. You Black family can't all get caught up in this."

The perfect plan was rejected as soon as it was proposed, but Sirius couldn't find an excuse to refute it.

"But I will miss you." He muttered softly and leaned dejectedly on the sofa.

The silver-haired boy sighed helplessly, "This is all for a better future, Sirius, and we still have a year to spend together."

Little Barty stretched out his hand and squeezed his slender fingers into his fingers. "Senior, this is not enough. You know, the time we want to spend with you is a lifetime."

Only his outline was reflected in the reddish-brown eyes, and his heart was beating for no reason. Wenxiu Lord felt a stream of heat flowing into his body from their clasped hands, making him panic and want to cut off this feeling.

"let me go!"

He was panicking, bewildered.

Severus, who was closest to the silver-haired boy, pulled him into his arms, raised his wand and pointed it at little Barty with an unfriendly tone.

"Get out of my dorm."

Sirius and Remus were not slow either. They raised their wands almost the moment Vincent Lord expressed resistance.

Little Batty, who knew everything in advance, looked at Wenxiu Lord with burning eyes and suddenly chuckled.

"Anyway, I already knew what the senior was planning. It's late at night now, so it doesn't matter if I leave."

He stood up and brushed off the non-existent dust on his body, and adjusted the wrinkles on his clothes with graceful and calm movements.

"Then I'll take my leave, senior. I wish you a good sleep without dreams."

Under the vigilant gaze of several people, he actually left like that.

With the sound of the door closing, superficial harmony returned to the dormitory.

Sirius came up to Wenxiu Lord, cursing, and touched his hand, which was interlocked with little Barty's, over and over again.

"I can be an undercover agent. If you don't want me to replace you, then I'll accompany you."

Severus' calm voice came from above his head. Wenxiu Lord raised his head and glared at him. Seeing that he didn't lower his head, he hit him on the chin with a butt.

"You can't be an undercover agent. You are the Lorde family's official potion master. We have signed a contract. As your boss, I won't allow you to work for others for free."

With his nose bent and a vicious look on his face, Wenxiu Lord stretched out a hand and grabbed a strand of Severus' hair.

"If you don't obey, I will stop giving you the ingredients for your potion, and you will only be able to make scabies potion from now on."

Severus relaxed his frown, lowered his eyes and looked at the silver-haired boy's hypocritical and non-intimidating threat, warmth filling his whole body.

Glaring at Remus who was about to speak, Vincent Lord loosened his hand that was pulling his hair, slapped Remus on the head, and pinched his ears out of habit.

"You can't do that either. If you and I go undercover together, then who will help me share the work?"

After getting out of the circle of three people, the silver-haired boy stood up and looked down at them, "None of you are allowed to become a Death Eater."

The three of them saw him smile sinisterly after saying this, "Otherwise I will let Sebastian lock you in the basement."

Although this sentence was said in a joking manner, Wenxiu Lord had thought about this possibility when he first met them.

However, this idea was too unrealistic and was rejected as soon as the thought flashed through my mind.

He has a very bad heart. As long as the people he cares about can live well, he can do anything.

Words of concern are always difficult to express directly. Remus and the other two looked at him with smiles on their lips, and love overflowed from their chests.