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What was originally a workplace was turned into a place of love and affection by the two of them.

Wenxiu Lord broke free from Tom Riddle's arms, stood up and took off the mask he was wearing.

"I really miss you, Fudi. School is going to start in a few days. It must be hard to not see you for the rest of the school year."

After the silver-haired boy mentioned it, Tom Riddle remembered that Wenxiu Lord would have to return to Hogwarts in a few days to complete his studies.

It was clearly a good thing that could help him win people's hearts and monitor Hogwarts.

Tom Riddle felt a sense of irritation rising in his heart that he himself was not aware of.

Whenever his emotions fluctuated strongly, his scarlet eyes would become brighter.

Wenxiu Lord, who was looking at him, had already discovered this.

Seeing him like this, Wenxiu Lord guessed that he might feel that if he went to Hogwarts, he would be missing a useful chess piece for the rest of the school year.

So I feel dissatisfied.

Corresponding with Tom Riddle every day at school was the limit of what Wenxiu Lord could endure.

If there was a two-way mirror or something, I would have to monitor him every night.

Not to mention Wenxiu Lord, I'm afraid the people around him, especially Sirius and Little Barty.

The two of them could find a way to escape from Hogwarts and attack Voldemort at Malfoy Manor at night.

He thought to himself, 'I can't let him come up with other ways to monitor me.' Wenxiu Lord made an aggrieved expression and put one hand around Tom Riddle's neck.

The man's hair was tangled in Wenxiu Lord's palm.

The boy stroked her up and down curiously, his fingertips brushing across the skin, causing a strange tingling sensation.

The silver-haired boy leaned on the edge of the conference table, his other hand still twirling the mask he had taken off the man.

"But it doesn't matter. I will write to Fudi every day after I return to school. Then I will come to see Fudi whenever I have a holiday."

The boy's palms felt cold. Tom Riddle held his hand with a smile on his face that did not reach his eyes.

"I will wait for you."

After acting with Voldemort for a while, Wenxiu Lord pretended to be a little dizzy and said goodbye to him under the pretext of wanting to go back to the bedroom to rest.

Walking out of the conference hall, Wenxiu Lord raised his arm and sniffed the blood on his clothes, curling his nose in disgust.

After casting several refreshing spells on himself, Wenxiu Lord returned to the bedroom without even changing his clothes. He took a bunch of potion bottles and went straight to Lucius' bedroom.

Lucius, who was helped out of the conference room, had actually regained consciousness when Wenxiu Lord pushed the door in.

But he didn't dare to face Wenxiu Lord in this miserable state, so he could only pretend to be unconscious.

Thinking of deceiving myself like this.

When Lucius saw Wenxiu Lord running past him without even giving him a glance.

I feel both relieved and sad.

Narcissa, who was sitting behind him and applying medicine to his wound, looked at his distraught appearance and sighed in her heart.

"What are you doing?"

"He has helped the Malfoy family so much, and I owe him this. If it weren't for Wen Xiu, the current industry of the Malfoy family wouldn't be developing so well."

"You know that's not what I'm talking about."

"Narcissa, you know better than me, this can only be the reason."

Narcissa was about to say something else when Lucius turned and took the potion bottle from her hand.

"You and I are still husband and wife, and there are some things you know what to say and what not to say."

The wounds on the platinum youth's body healed without even a scar after applying the medicine.

But in the end, it's not just external injuries; the damage to the soul is the most serious.

The long-term torture made Lucius dizzy and almost nauseous, and his already cold and pale skin became even paler and bloodless.

His voice was weak, and Narcissa saw that he looked like he could faint at any time, so she stood up and didn't intend to disturb his rest any further.

"Then I'll be leaving. Soul-related healing potions are hard to buy on the market. I'll keep an eye out for you, but I advise you to go to St. Mungo's for treatment."

Lucius could no longer maintain his aristocratic etiquette at this moment.

His body collapsed limply on the bed, his soul was still aching and his churning stomach was tormenting him.

Lucius clenched his back teeth, held his breath and closed his eyes, feeling the world spinning.

The tip of the tongue squeezed out a few words from between the teeth, "Sorry to bother you, I want to rest for a while."

After that, he stopped moving completely. Only the slightly rising and falling chest and the cold sweat on his forehead showed that the young man was still alive.

Seeing how miserable he was, Narcissa didn't stay any longer and planned to go see if she could buy any soul healing potion on the market.

After all, it is a cooperative relationship with bounden interests, and we cannot let anything happen to him.

As for why Narcissa didn't go to find Vince Lord, it was because of Lucius.

After meeting Narcissa, Lucius' first words were to ask her not to look for Wen Xiu.

Narcissa was not nosy enough to interfere in other people's emotional issues, so she agreed decisively.

Some things, especially emotional ones, can only be watched.

After returning to the bedroom and changing into a wizard robe that covered her figure and appearance, Narcissa pushed open the door and saw Vincent Lord running hurriedly into the depths of the corridor.

Looking at the anxious and worried back of the silver-haired boy, Narcissa raised the corners of her lips and smiled playfully.

'It looks like I can save some time and energy by not going to Knockturn Alley.'

Taking off her hood, Narcissa turned and returned to the bedroom.

The stomach, which had not eaten anything all day, could not vomit out anything even if it churned violently.

Gasping and staring at the spinning ceiling, Lucius raised his hands with difficulty and struggled to loosen his collar.

Cold sweat soaked his shirt, and tears and sweat hid in his hair.

In this moment of pain that was so soul-destroying, Lucius repeated the name of Wenxiu Lord over and over in his mind.

As if this could alleviate the pain deep in my body and soul.

"Knock knock knock, Lucius, are you there?"

A somewhat distorted voice came into the bedroom, and Lucius immediately recognized it as the voice of Wenxiu Lord.

I tried to open my mouth to recover, but found that I couldn't control my body at all, and I couldn't even speak.

The voice paused for two minutes and then sounded again, "Lucius, are you there?"

The platinum youth wanted to say that he was there, but suddenly remembered how miserable he looked now.

I think it's better to just pretend that I'm not there.

Wenxiu Lord, who was standing outside the door, did not intend to give up. After asking three times and no one responded, he walked to Narcissa's door and knocked.

After confirming that Lucius was in the bedroom, Wenxiu Lord felt a chill in his heart and thought to himself that something was wrong.

After thanking Narcissa, Wenxiu Lord left anxiously without stopping.

He wanted to use the Arahova spell to open the doors, but there were anti-Arahova spells on the doors, so he had to force his way in.

However, he did not completely ignore the situation and knocked on the door a few more times before breaking the lock and breaking in.

"Lucius, if you don't answer, I'll just barge in."

When Lucius heard that Wenxiu Lord was trying to break in, he understood that the young man was worried about him.

My heart was filled with sour love and yet also with panic.

Lucius gritted his teeth and resisted the urge to dizzy and vomit, trying to sit up with all his strength.

But he never expected that he would fall off the bed.

Hearing the dull thud of something heavy falling to the ground in the room, Wenxiu Lord no longer hesitated, "Thunderbolt explosion."

A hole was blown in the door lock. Wenxiu Lord grasped the door handle and opened the door easily.