HP has a villain system but has become a popular character

The carriage slowly drove away, and the reflective windows of the castle obscured the expressions of the people in front of the windows.

Remus and Severus stood at the windows of their respective rooms, and for the first time, they watched Vinciu Lord disappear before their eyes from this perspective.

The two men turned and left the window only after the carriage completely disappeared into the sky.

Rarely, the two workaholics did not get busy, but stared at the pile of gifts sent by the silver-haired boy.

The four of them gathered in the restaurant at lunchtime, and Remus handed the gifts belonging to Lily and James Potter to them respectively.

"This is a souvenir Wen Xiu gave you after he came back."

The girl took the gift and couldn't wait to open it to show her love, "Where's Wen Xiu?"

At an angle she didn't notice, Remus' smile froze, "Wen Xiu went on a business trip. He left in a hurry. I don't know when he will be back."

Severus, who was sitting opposite him, stared at him with his dark eyes for a long time, and then chuckled at himself.

"Oh, it seems to be compensation."

James Potter asked without even raising his head after opening the snack box and eagerly tasting it. "What compensation?"

Not wanting to talk more, Remus changed the subject perfunctorily, "Nothing much, what plans do you and Lily have for today?"

On the other side, inside the Blake old house.

When Sirius, who was trapped in the old house and restricted from moving, heard Kreacher say that there was something mailed to him from Lord Manor, he jumped up from the bed.

He stood up and took only three or two steps before pushing open the door.

The two doors opened at the same time, and the two Blake brothers looked at each other.

Sirius still hasn't forgotten the time when Regulus set a trap for him.

It just so happened that Regulus was also angry at Sirius for helping him find a fiancée.

The two brothers looked away, pretending not to have seen each other, and calmly went downstairs to the same destination.

In the living room, large and small gift boxes were piled on the floor, scattered in two piles.

Kreacher stood between two piles of gift boxes, pointed to the pile of gifts on the left that looked a little larger, and said respectfully, "This is for Master Regulus. Do you want me to take it to your bedroom on the second floor?"

After receiving the instruction to refuse, Kreacher pointed to the pile of gifts on the right and said, "This is yours."

Then the whole elf disappeared on the spot.

Staring at the two piles of gifts, Sirius looked left and right, and no matter how he looked, Regulus had more gifts than him.

He suddenly felt aggrieved and decided to wait for an opportunity to go to Lord Manor and make up for the missing gift from Wenxiu Lord.

Ignoring Sirius who was standing aside, Regulus walked to the pile of gifts that belonged to him, cast a shrinking spell and a levitation spell on them, and headed straight for the bedroom.

The moment he turned around, he could no longer suppress the smile on his lips, 'I never expected that Regulus would win this round.'

Little Barty, who was the first to leave Hogwarts, also received a gift from Vincent Lord.

He was sitting at the desk in his bedroom, preparing for skipping a grade after school started, when Mrs. Crouch knocked on the door.

There was obvious annoyance on his face, but it quickly turned into joy after hearing that there was a gift from Lord Manor.

Opening the bedroom door, Little Barty couldn't wait to interrupt Mrs. Crouch before she could say, "Mother, where is the thing?"

The three people who received the gifts were all very happy. Of course, no matter how happy they were now, they would be very annoyed when they saw the news in Wenxiu Lord's letter that he would probably not be in Lord Manor for the entire holiday.

The ups and downs of emotions are like riding an old and disobedient flying broom, soaring into the clouds in the last second, and falling rapidly in the next second.

After folding the letter in his hand and putting it into an exquisite box for preserving collections, Regulus stretched out his fingers and teased the little fox trapped in the cage, revealing endless loneliness in his words.

"It looks like you won't have a name this year either."

In contrast to the different degrees of loneliness and irritability of these people, Malfoy Manor is sunny and bright as if it is a holiday.

Large clusters of roses were in full bloom, the fountain in front of the castle cast a small rainbow in the air, and a few birds were chirping and building nests on the lush trees.

The Death Eaters who arrived at Malfoy Manor for the meeting one after another saw the complete revamp and the envy in their eyes turned into reality and flowed out.

Death Eaters: Look at this transplanted tree that's been here for hundreds of years, the bird with colorful feathers in the sun, the flowers, the big fountain, the gold-painted carvings. Malfoy is really rich, damn, how much has Lucius earned from following Lord during this time!

Little did they know that all this Lucius did was for another protagonist in their mouths.

The platinum youth had been waiting at the door since he received the reply in the morning, and the joy around him could not be suppressed at all.

He was radiant and every Death Eater who saw him was wondering how many bottles of beauty potion he had drunk last night.

People were not only guessing how much beauty potion he had drunk, but were also wondering what had happened to him that made him so ostentatious today.

Wouldn't the Lord be paying close attention to me during the meeting later?

Lucius himself had to admit that he was a little too excited as he hadn't seen Wenxiu Lord for a long time.

But when he thought about the fact that he would be able to see the silver-haired boy he had been thinking about day and night for a long time, his long-suppressed heart began to blossom.

A black dot appeared in the sky. Lucius watched the black dot gradually grow bigger. His cold grey eyes could no longer contain anything else. He ignored the gazes of other Death Eaters around him and walked towards the gate of the manor.

Tom Riddle stood in front of the window, staring down at Lucius who was walking happily, with a mocking arc at the corners of his lips under the mask.

Bellatrix, who was following behind him, had also been looking forward to this day for a long time.

She was looking forward to seeing with her own eyes who had such an intimate and ambiguous relationship with the Lord she was obsessed with.

The person she would torture with her own hands would live a life worse than death.

When the silver-haired boy got off the carriage, Lucius was already standing at the door, opening the gate of the manor to welcome him.

Taking the handbag handed over by Sebastian, Wenxiu Lord was also delighted to see the platinum young man whom he had not seen for a long time.

His silver-gray eyes were occupied by Lucius, and he looked him up and down, wanting to see if he was okay during this period.

The two maintained a polite social distance, yet exuded an atmosphere of closeness all the time.

"Long time no see, Lucius, how have you been these days?"

Lucius was not disappointed even though he didn't receive any physical touch. Just seeing the silver-haired boy was enough to satisfy him.

But facing the question asked by the silver-haired boy, Lucius had to answer against his will, "I have been living very well during this period."

The mark on the skin of his forearm covered by the sleeve began to burn with pain. Lucius groaned and covered his arm in pain, soon breaking out in a cold sweat.

"What's wrong with you, Lucius!" Wenxiu Lord put down the paper bag and quickly stepped forward to support the platinum young man who was about to fall.

He could feel the young man's body trembling in pain under his palm.

Lucius didn't want to expose the hideous and ugly scar on his arm. His pale lips pulled up into an arc that looked like crying and half laughing, and he struggled to break free from the silver-haired boy's hand.

"I'm fine, let's go in first."

The pain in his arm continued to intensify over time. The man was watching from the dark, urging him not to waste time.

The silver-haired boy knew the answer the moment he asked that question out of a moment of panic and worry.

"Okay, then I'll support you." Following Lucius' words, Wenxiu Lord picked up the paper bag behind him and helped him walk into the manor.