HP has a villain system but has become a popular character

Time seemed to be accelerated 8 times. Every day was the same scene, but in the blink of an eye it was the end of the school year.

It may also be that everyone's life is monotonous, making it easy for people to forget the passage of time.

A week before the OWL exam began, Wenxiu Lord went to see the professor of ancient magic runes for another test.

When the results came out, the professor of the Ancient Magic Language class almost laughed his face off.

Very few people can achieve O, let alone a third-year wizard who can get an O in the OWL simulation test.

This made him so excited that he almost forgot his identity as a professor.

Wenxiu Lord felt relieved as he watched him pacing around the room excitedly.

Fortunately, he has been focusing on ancient magic runes during this period of time, otherwise he would probably have to be asked by the ancient magic rune professor to give him one-on-one tutoring.

It's okay if he is careful and asks questions occasionally, but if he is asked to listen to the professor's lecture face to face, he can directly trigger the passive stun.

Back in the dormitory, Severus was the only one in the room, reading a book.

As the exams were approaching, James Potter was dragged by Lily to review. He felt as if all his energy had been drained away every day and he didn't even have the energy to swim at night.

Remus and Sirius also devoted themselves to the final review and had not come to Wenxiu Lord's dormitory during this period.

The subtle sound of the dormitory door closing interrupted the boy studying at the desk. Severus turned his head and rubbed his eyes. "How is it?"

The silver-haired boy smiled confidently and proudly, took off his coat and hung it on the hanger. "Of course no problem, there is less than a week left before the exam, I should be quite free during this time, Severus, is there anything I can help you with?"

He walked over to Severus, leaned over with one hand on the edge of the table, and looked at what course Severus was reviewing.

After seeing the ancient magic words and dense annotations written on the notebook, he pretended to have a headache and straightened up and looked away.

"It's actually ancient magic words. I feel dizzy if I look at it for one more second."

Severus, sitting at the desk, raised the corners of his lips in an imperceptible arc.

"Nothing I can help you with, just looking around. Since you don't have to worry about your grades anymore, and it's still early, do you want to go out for a walk?"

A head pressed down on his shoulder, and Severus raised his hand to support the silver-haired boy, wanting him to lean more comfortably.

The heat of his breath penetrated the fabric of his clothes, and the damp heat covered his skin. Wenxiu Lord raised his hand to play with the ends of Severus' slightly curly hair, and said lazily, "There is no sun today, and the air is too humid. I don't want to go out."

The weather this year is no different from previous years, but Wenxiu Lord feels that it is colder this year.

He missed Lord Manor where it was spring all year round, and hoped that Malfoy Manor could be like that, otherwise he would have no choice but to spend money.

It is impossible to put himself in a difficult position. Staying next to Voldemort is already a huge injustice. If he cannot live more comfortably, Vinciu Lord feels that he will not be able to help but use Avada to attack old Voldemort.

Malfoy Manor at this moment was desolate and cold, even more frightening than the haunted cemeteries in winter.

Tom Riddle, who was working in the study, was dealing with documents sent by his subordinates with a gloomy face. Suddenly, he felt an itch in his nose and sneezed loudly.

The subordinates kneeling below wished they could cut off their ears and then crawl into the cracks in the ground.

Lucius, who was standing behind him, hung his head and remained motionless, acting like a statue standing guard.

Bellatrix on the other side of him took a few steps forward, her face full of worry. If you didn't know, you would think he had some terminal illness.

Scolding the unlucky Bellatrix, Tom Riddle picked up the document and smashed it on the head of his kneeling subordinate, followed by a red light.

Screams echoed throughout Malfoy Manor.

Apart from the house-elves and the four people in the study, there were only grass and trees in the manor, not even flowers.

Naturally, this scream did not cause any waves.

A dozen seconds, for someone who is enduring the pain, seems as long as a dozen days of torture.

The pain in his soul was still lingering, and the man knelt on the ground on all fours to pick up the scattered documents, still begging for mercy.

"Heh," Tom Riddle snorted coldly. The scream just now made him happy both physically and mentally, but his shining scarlet eyes showed that the man had an even stronger murderous intent.

"Next time if your work ability doesn't improve at all, I will personally send you and the people who submitted the documents to see Merlin."

The man kneeling on the ground trembled all over and said yes repeatedly.

After hearing Tom Riddle's cold "Get out", the man rushed out of the study with the documents in his arms and closed the door carefully.

The sound in the room disappeared as the door closed. Tom Riddle looked out the window and could only see the gray sky that could not distinguish between day and night.

"Lucius." The man's deep voice echoed in the room, just like the cold weather outside the window.

Lucius took two steps forward when his name was called, "My Lord."

The man asked casually, "How is the renovation of the manor going?"

"Return to Lord, it's over."

Lucius answered simply, even though the current Malfoy Manor is not even one tenth of what it was when he was a child.

Nodding with satisfaction, Tom Riddle stood up and said, "Cover it with weather magic. Malfoy Manor needs a sunny day and plant some flowers. He will like it."

Lucius suppressed his excitement, bowed his head and knelt on one knee, his tone very respectful. "Yes, My Lord."

Bellatrix, who was following behind Tom Riddle, listened to the conversation between the two, and a trace of unsuppressible resentment flashed in her eyes.

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Exam day.

All the students watched in amazement as Wenxiu Lord walked into the examination room and to his seat.

Before the exam began, the invigilators sat solemnly at the front of the classroom, their sharp eyes sweeping over all the little wizards present.

When his sight saw Wenxiu Lord, there was a pause for a moment, a hint of surprise appeared on his face, and then his eyes quickly swept away, as if everything just now was an illusion.

The exam lasts for two weeks, with a written test in the morning and a practical test in the afternoon.

Looking at the test paper in front of him, Wenxiu Lord raised the corners of his lips confidently. It seemed that he didn't have to rush to the next examination room.

The news that Wenxiu Lord was taking the OWL exam was like a wisp of smoke, and was quickly blown throughout Hogwarts by the wind.

The students of Hogwarts only now understood why Wenxiu Lord was exempted from the course.

At noon on the first day of the exam, Wenxiu Lord once again experienced the feeling of being the center of attention.

It's been so long that it makes me uncomfortable.

After sending away the crowd of people behind him who were flattering him, Wenxiu Lord quickly walked up to the people waiting at the corner of the corridor.

His whole temperament was drained away and his expression was gloomy, looking very unhappy.

Sirius put his arm around his shoulders and smiled, "Why are you so listless? Did you do poorly on the exam?"

"It seems that the exam will make you lose your mind." Severus sneered, "If you don't do well in the exam, I'm afraid you will never be able to graduate in your life."

Pinching Sirius' mouth, Wenxiu Lord began to explain, "No one would be happy to be peeped at all the morning."

His wrist was grabbed and something was stuffed into his palm. Wenxiu Lord looked down and saw that little Batty had taken out a piece of exquisitely wrapped fruit candy from somewhere.

He was about to open it and eat it when Severus snatched it away.

She stared at the candy packaging that shone with seven colors in the sun with a sad look, as if to say, "I am so pitiful, do I still need to give up sugar?"

A gentle voice came from his side. Remus was looking at him with a smile. "It's dinner time now. Let's go to the auditorium. I heard that there are new desserts today."

Hearing this, Wenxiu Lord let go of the candy that was snatched away and decided to eat a few more desserts later.

It’s bitter, too bitter, he needs to eat something sweet to replenish his body.