HP has a villain system but has become a popular character

The Christmas holiday is over, and the young wizards, looking gloomy, are riding in a carriage pulled by the Thestrals towards Hogwarts.

This time, the Thestrals, symbolizing death, are no longer magical creatures that only a few people can see.

No one claimed to have seen Yezhi, even though his skinny and scary appearance did not cause much concern.

Because behind every pair of eyes that see the Thestrals, there is a symbol of one or more lives that have disappeared from the world.

How could someone who had experienced cruelty be afraid of a tamed magical creature?

Compared to these Thestrals, what they saw and experienced was even more terrifying.

The only reason they chose to return to Hogwarts was because they had nowhere else to go and nowhere to hide.

When little Barty returned to school and talked about this with Wenxiu Lord, all he could say in the end was that the world was difficult.

So what?

In the face of war, no matter how big or small, the least valuable thing is life.

Little Barty stood behind Wenxiu Lord, his fingers tenderly twisting the silver-gray hair. The warm yellow light on the desk dyed the hair wrapped around his knuckles golden.

He leaned down and put his lips close to the young girl's ear which was covered by silver hair.

"Senior, this time when we return to school, the number of students in the fifth grade and above who return is several times greater than that of the lower grades."

Closing the book in his hand, Wenxiu Lord put the jade paper cutter beside him into the storage box, raised his head and leaned back in the chair.

He closed his eyes, his brows furrowed by the headache caused by over-studying.

"But not everyone has the money to transfer to another school and retake their studies. The wizarding world is backward. If these people don't graduate from Hogwarts and enter the wizarding world in the future, they will only live a life worse than death."

The small magical world cannot accommodate a Muggle wizard of ordinary ability.

It can't even accommodate a Muggle wizard who hasn't graduated yet.

Young wizards in the lower grades can give up magic and return to Muggle society.

As long as your family supports you and you can make up for the missing knowledge in a few years, you can get a diploma in Muggle society afterwards.

As for those senior students.

After studying in Hogwarts for so many years, let’s not talk about whether they are willing to give up magic and become Muggles.

If the family is financially well-off, it would be fine for them to transfer to another school and retake the course.

Those young wizards from poor families don't have enough money to transfer schools.

With only a diploma that didn't even lead to elementary school graduation, even if he managed to survive the current turbulent times, his future life in the Muggle society would not be much better than in the wizarding world.

But they are all desperate.

Half-blood wizards cannot even protect themselves, let alone those wizards of Muggle descent who cannot successfully graduate from Hogwarts.

In the future, we will be restricted by the International Statute of Wizarding Secrecy and unable to leave the wizarding world. I don’t know how many tragedies will happen.

If you want to live a good life in the wizarding world, you need to have a good family background, as well as money, connections, and strength.

Not all the dark wizards in Knockturn Alley have fallen into depravity.

Instead, only by becoming dark wizards and using those strictly prohibited methods can those who have no outstanding abilities and no family protection survive.

The wizarding world is so small that even a job as a waiter in a restaurant can be fought over by many people.

A pair of hands pressed on the silver-haired boy's forehead, massaging it slowly. The warmth from his palms penetrated his skin and relieved the dull pain coming from deep in his brain.

Everyone in the room could hear his words clearly.

Having seen too much darkness in the wizarding world, Remus put down the quill in his hand, stood up and walked towards the silver-haired boy.

"So there are many people in the wizarding world who are grateful to you, because your family and your industry have created many jobs for them."

Severus was taking extra classes in Professor Flitwick's office. Sirius, who had never quarreled or fought with anyone, was lying on the sofa, looking lazy and comfortable.

He put one hand behind his head, and with the other hand, he pressed the wand on the ground with his index finger and shook it. His long legs were crossed and rested on the armrest on the other side of the sofa.

The tone was the same as his current ease, lazy and free.

"The Ministry of Magic, those idiots who can't even catch a dark wizard, should give Wen Xiu an Order of Merlin, at least second class."

Wenxiu Lord was about to reply to Sirius when he heard the voice of little Barty.

"If you want, Senior, when I become Minister, I will present you with the Order of Merlin, First Class."

Wanting to answer Sirius's words, Wenxiu Lord turned his head and said, "I have no interest in that thing. With all the money I have invested in the wizarding world, I should have been able to get more than one."

Regulus smiled and said, "The other nobles are very jealous. If you get this medal, even if you are registered with the Ministry of Magic, your family's property will be taken care of in the future."

"Are you interested, Regulus? I can get you one." The silver-haired boy said casually, as if this thing was some insignificant street stall item.

In his opinion, getting a medal was not a difficult task.

After all, even Gilderoy Lockhart could get the Order of Merlin, Third Class, so this thing had depreciated in his hands.

Hearing Wenxiu Lord's question, Regulus replied, "I have no interest in these honors, but I would be happy if Wenxiu gave it to me."

The silver-haired boy's clear laughter echoed in the room. "Then you can be happy in advance and wait for the owl letter."

Sirius, who was standing by, could no longer sit still and stood up. "Wen Xiu, why didn't you say you would send me off?"

Hearing his aggrieved tone, Wenxiu Lord turned his head deliberately and rolled his eyes at him within his sight.

"You don't need to inherit the family business, so why do you want this? Do you think this is Bibi Multi-Flavor Beans that you can get easily?" This is much more expensive than Bibi Multi-Flavor Beans.

Hearing Sirius's hurried footsteps, Wenxiu Lord said again, "Regulus, when the things arrive, remember to bring them out for Sirius to touch."

Regulus laughed, with a strong love flowing in his eyes, "Okay."

"Wenxiu! It would be fine if I didn't have it, but you even let Regulus run in front of me to show off after receiving it!" Sirius shouted, and now he had rushed to Wenxiu Lord.

Lifting the silver-haired boy's hand, Sirius squatted down and buried his head in his knees, "You are so mean!"

The silver-haired boy was now smiling wickedly, his five fingers splayed through Sirius' hair, "Why? Is it not possible?"

There was a burst of heat in my knees, and a muffled, "Okay."

Remus had already walked over to Little Barty by now.

He held down Little Batty's wrist, "Let me do it. Wen Xiu is already used to my massage technique, right Wen Xiu?"

"Well," Wenxiu Lord opened his eyes and looked at Remus, "You were just dealing with work, go and have a rest, there is no need to massage me."

The kneading and massaging continued, and little Barty turned his head and gave Remus a very hypocritical smile.

"Yes, Mr. Lupin is very busy. Let me take care of the senior. I will become proficient after a few presses."

Neither of them would give in, and the situation remained deadlocked. Wenxiu Lord wordlessly slapped their hands away.

"Neither of you need to press it. Just sit on the sofa and rest."

The two were driven away in disgrace, and the fisherman Sirius became the final winner.