HP has a villain system but has become a popular character

If Vince Lord is willing to publish an article on The Quibbler titled "How to get four teenagers to fight for me with just one sentence."

The issue that published this article would definitely sell even better.

As he finished speaking, the sound of the bathroom door being locked was followed by the sound of several people launching attacks.

Listening to the noise outside, Wenxiu Lord raised his chin and snorted, making his tsundere look perfect.

Who made them unite to bully him?

Anyway, he has unlimited concentrated dill essence, and those people outside won't kill him. Just a minor injury can be considered as his reward for being a dance partner.

Humming a song in a good mood, Wenxiu Lord began to observe the dress in his hand.

The velvet texture is very stylish overall, but it looks very heavy when worn. In order to fit the theme of the masquerade ball, some changes were made to the collar and more complicated decorations were added.

He decisively passed on this outfit. It felt very heavy in his hand. It seemed that he could lose a few pounds if he danced with a few people.

But he still cooperated and put it on, otherwise Sirius would probably hang on him and make trouble again.

The guys who were fighting had a good grasp of the rhythm, and when Wenxiu Lord changed his clothes and walked out of the bathroom, the winner had just been decided.

They all seemed to be respectable people? Not one of them even touched the other's face.

Looking at the few people standing there in a daze, Wenxiu Lord picked up the mask on the jewelry table and put it on his face, deliberately lowering his voice to pretend to be cold.

"How about this vampire costume?"

The clear voice was deliberately hoarse, and one sentence brought everyone back to that night.

"This one doesn't look good, change into something else." Severus coughed a few times to clear his throat, picked up a suit at hand, walked to Wenxiu Lord and pushed him into the bathroom.

Don't look at it without permission, this thing has too much lethality.

The dark red color makes the boy's already fair skin seem transparent, and the mask he puts on later highlights his mysterious charm, making people want to take off the mask and find out.

Because the theme is vampires, the shirt is made to look like blood dripping on the shirt after sucking blood. With the intricate and staggered collar, the delicate collarbone is faintly visible, and the red is like a gorgeous kiss mark. No one can look away.

Rather than a vampire, it looked more like a gift carefully dressed up by some important person for people to admire.

If he really wore this, he would probably be eaten by these people before he even walked out of the door of the Room of Requirement.

Sirius, who was completely fascinated and still not satisfied, clicked his tongue in dissatisfaction, "Snape, you really spoil the fun."

Before he could kiss Wenxiu Lord, who was dressed like this, he was withdrawn by the annoying bat spirit.

It's true that he and the bat demon are born incompatible and will never get along in this life!

Remus, who was standing next to him, saw his unsatisfied look and complained, "Sirius, when Wen Xiu came out just now, your gaze almost devoured him. Did you manage to hold on until we could go to the auditorium to dance?"

Sirius sneered when his thoughts were exposed. "What's the problem? Aren't you the same?"

Lifting his arm to hook Remus' shoulders, Sirius punched him in the chest, "Hold it back, your gaze is much scarier than mine."

Listening to the conversation between the two, Severus sneered, "Animals whose minds only think about sex."

With just one sentence, he successfully scolded everyone present.

Including a certain Lord family's personal potion master who has no self-awareness.

Crossing his legs and leaning lazily against the wall, Sirius raised his eyebrows, his expression a little cold.

Little Barty completely ignored the conversation between the three people. He ran his fingers over one dress after another, selecting the next dress for the silver-haired boy to favor.

Even though he failed to grab the position of the first dance partner, at least he had to let the senior wear the dress he chose.

The door opened again, but no one came out. As they were wondering, an angry voice came from behind the door.

"Severus! What kind of clothes are you choosing!"

Severus, who had just picked up a set at random, was a little confused at this moment.

He was only two steps away from the door and could reach out and open the blocked door.

Wenxiu Lord did not expect that the door in front of him that could cover his body would suddenly be opened. He opened his bright silver-gray eyes wide, and a pink rabbit appeared in front of them.

The overall style is cute, and the five-point shorts only reach the knees, revealing the beautiful calves. This outfit can be considered quite standard.

If there wasn't that circle of things.

The circle of furry white on the wrist and the bunny ears on the head destined this outfit to be extraordinary.

The most eye-catching thing is the furry white collar around the fair neck.

There is a bell hanging in the middle of the collar, hanging in the middle of the collarbone.

The silver-haired boy was frightened and took a step back, and the bell continued to ring with a clear sound, echoing in everyone's heart for a long time.

Grasping the door handle and taking back the cover, Wenxiu Lord's angry voice was louder than the bell.

"What are you looking at! If you keep looking, I'll dig your eyes out! Where's your next set of clothes?"

The little wolf, whose hunting instinct was almost awakened, walked to the door with the dress he had chosen long ago, pushed away Severus who was standing there in a daze and handed over the clothes.

This time, I didn't even have to wait for Wenxiu Lord to close the shop to change the clothes. He returned them right after I got them.

"Should I praise you for being able to make a skirt in my size?"

A white arm stretched out from behind the door, with a circle of hair on the wrist, holding a Gothic-style skirt and shaking it angrily.

The clothes hit Remus' face. He pulled off the skirt that covered his vision and insisted, "Why don't you try it on first, Wenxiu?"

The voice behind the door was particularly cold and solemn, "Okay, put on this skirt now and go out for a walk and I'll wear it."

Although everyone else present was looking forward to it, it was obvious that Wenxiu Lord was just speaking in anger, and there was a high possibility that he would just slam the door and leave.

Regulus, the rescue expert, handed the clothes he had chosen to the silver-haired boy, "Wenxiu, try this one, I think it will suit you very well."

His face was red and hot from anger. Wenxiu Lord took a deep breath to calm his temper. When he heard Regulus' voice, his heart softened.

I took the clothes and checked them up and down to make sure there was nothing unusual or shameful about them. I was so moved that two wide tears fell in my heart.

"You are the best Regulus. You will be my best brother for life."

Upon hearing this, everyone present had different reactions, some teasing, some watching the show, some mocking, and some being indifferent.

Revealing a hint of barely perceptible sadness, Regulus forced a wry smile and said, "Hurry up and change your clothes. We are running out of time."

"Senior, please try the one I picked first." Little Barty interrupted their conversation and walked over, carrying a set of clothes with very little fabric and an outrageous number of accessories.

The moment he saw the clothes, Wenxiu Lord was furious.

"Get out!!! You pervert!!!"

The others looked at the clothes that could be made into two sets from just one shirt, twitched their lips, and felt that they were still too conservative.

Little Batty held the door tightly to prevent Wenxiu Lord from closing it, and his tone was innocent, which was completely opposite to his actions.

"For the Halloween costume party, wouldn't it be appropriate for you to wear this succubus outfit?"

The pupils of several people trembled, and they had only one thought in their minds, "Barty Crouch Jr. is really not afraid of death."

As expected, a red light flew out, knocking little Batty several meters away. Along with the curse, there was also a cold, "Go to hell, pervert!"

Watching little Barty flying in a parabola against the wall and then falling to the ground, Sirius, who wanted to let Wenxiu Lord try on a few more "interesting" costumes, decisively retracted his inner urge.