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"What does Wen Xiu need me to do?"

From Regulus' words, Wenxiu Lord did not hear any affection for Bella, but instead heard a bit of urgency.

For a moment, Wenxiu Lord was unable to react.

After blinking his big eyes silently for a while, the silver-haired boy finally spoke to Regulus, who looked serious.

"You are the future head of the Black family. I don't need your help. Those benefits are the compensation for taking Bellatrix's life."

When Regulus heard the word "compensation", he understood that Wenxiu Lord did not want to have any grudges against him.

He suddenly smiled, and it was a genuine smile, with a rare brightness and liveliness on his face.

Only then did Wenxiu Lord see the similarities between him and Sirius.

Catching the fleeting emotion in the silver-haired boy's eyes, the smile on Regulus' face instantly disappeared.

Wenxiu, are you thinking of my brother through me?

The sound produced by the vibration of the vocal cords seemed to be suppressing something. Under the light, the drooping corners of Regulus's eyes, and his eyelashes cast shadows like tear marks.

"My relationship with their branch is not very good. Ever since Sirius was sorted into Gryffindor, Cygnus Black has been mocking us at family banquets over the past two years."

Regulus pulled himself away from the sadness and as he finished speaking, the suppressed sadness in his voice turned into anger.

"So, this compensation is too much. In return, I will help you appease Cygnus and his wife. I will tell you if there is any unusual movement."

If these two people really planned to fight to the death, then it would not be his fault.

Seeing the change in Regulus's aura, Wenxiu Lord couldn't help but sigh.

"As expected of Regulus, he is so reliable."

'Just' when Severus finished washing up and walked out of the bathroom, he heard Wenxiu Lord sigh.

Seeing the silver-haired boy turn his head when he heard the voice, Severus walked behind him and put one hand on his head and rubbed it twice.

"Have you finished talking?" This question was asked to Wenxiu Lord, but Severus's eyes fell on Regulus.

It was past curfew, and Severus was staring at him in his pajamas, so Regulus could see that Severus was trying to get him to leave.

He wanted to stay longer, but after all, he and Wenxiu Lord were not roommates.

Regulus stood up and straightened the wrinkles on his clothes, then put on a fake smile and said, "Now that we're done talking, I won't disturb you two from resting at this time."

Wenxiu Lord also stood up and said, "Okay, you should also go to bed early. Sweet dreams."

After seeing Regulus off, Wenxiu Lord put on his pajamas and prepared to go to the bathroom to wash up.

Turning around and looking up, he met Severus' paranoid and gloomy gaze.

The steps of leaving paused. Wenxiu Lord didn't understand why he was angry and asked in confusion.

"Why are you suddenly angry?"

These words were like adding fuel to the Fire Curse, and Severus' facial expression twisted for a moment.

There was a sofa between the two of them. He clamped Wenxiu Lord's arm and angrily pulled the silver-haired boy hard, making him kneel on the sofa.

Wenxiu Lord's jaw was pinched painfully by a hand, and he was forced to raise his head and look at Severus.

He saw it, his dark eyes burning red with anger.

"Wenxiu Lord, I never thought you were such an arrogant and stupid person. You actually used your own life to scheme against others!"

Hearing this question, Wenxiu Lord felt guilty and stood there like a quail.

He shrank his neck and spoke in a whisper. "You guessed it."

Severus was so angry that he laughed, "Heh, do you think I'm as stupid as Regulus Black?!"

After all, Wenxiu Lord is not thick-skinned enough when faced with concern.

I changed my posture and knelt on the sofa with my legs, supporting the back of the sofa with both hands.

He pursed his lips pitifully and said nothing, just looking at Severus with his beautiful silver-gray eyes.

It looks like a puppy who has done something wrong and is obediently listening to his owner's reprimand.

The boy's eyes were cold and heartless, and only looked gentle when he smiled.

If you want to pretend to be affectionate, you need to add a layer of water mist.

The fair skin showed the changes at a glance, the lower eyelids were turning red at a speed visible to the naked eye, followed by a crystal clearness that seemed to be about to fall.

He twitched his nose twice, looking like he was about to cry because of Severus's scolding.

Even though he knew he was pretending, Severus's anger subsided.

He could never be cruel to Wenxiu Lord.

Who wouldn't feel distressed when seeing this?

Severus released the hand that was pinching the silver-haired boy's chin, looked at the skin where he had left an obvious fingerprint, and his tone was a little dry.

"Don't pretend, there won't be a next time."

The tears in his eye sockets could no longer hold any more, and they fell from the corners of his eyes. Wenxiu Lord's voice was muffled and sticky.

"There won't be a next time. I'm not pretending. It really hurts. My jaw hurts and my arm hurts."

This aggrieved and angry tone made Severus seem more like the one who had done something wrong.

Severus snorted coldly, put on a sour face, and rubbed the place where Wenxiu Lord was hurt.

"Next time you won't just have to deal with me."

Seeing the fleeting guilty look on the silver-haired boy's face, Severus did not expose him, and rubbed it silently...

More than a month passed in the blink of an eye.

During this period, Wenxiu Lord went to Dumbledore again to ask for a privilege.

Just like last school year, I asked professors to test my current learning progress.

The results were good.

He got F's in Charms, Potions, and Defense Against the Dark Arts as expected. Among the other subjects, he also passed Ancient Magic, which Wenxiu Lord thought was the most difficult.

But for the perfect O that Wenxiu Lord wanted, it was still a long way off.

Once a flag is set, it is like spilled water, which cannot be recovered.

In order to avoid hearing Grindelwald's ridicule every time he saw him, Vinciu Lord learned his lesson.

I decided to go out less and study more, especially to the principal's office, and I would avoid going there if possible.

This would save him from being laughed at as a noob all the time, and from having Dumbledore teasing him about his relationship with Sirius, Remus and the others.

It was early November and more than two months had passed. Perhaps the Ministry of Magic and the Order of the Phoenix were watching too closely.

Death Eater attacks have decreased significantly in recent times.

Just from the letters Tom Riddle sent every day, Wenxiu Lord could imagine how annoyed he was.

Otherwise, how could he have seen in the letter that Voldemort was complaining to him!

This behavior was beyond Vincent Lord's expectations. He didn't think Voldemort would trust him to this extent.

With these doubts in mind, Wenxiu Lord went to the headmaster's office to find Dumbledore after curfew.

The white-haired old man was drinking tea with a smiling face.

If there wasn't a stern-faced Grindelwald by his side, he would just be the role of a kind grandfather in an ordinary family.

"What has the Order of the Phoenix been doing during this time?"

Dumbledore had already guessed that he would ask this question, and took a sip of tea by the fireplace.

"In order to prevent him from guessing that the previous failed attacks were caused by undercover leaks, the Order of the Phoenix and Gellert's men have been closely monitoring the whereabouts of the Death Eaters since you returned to school."

Grindelwald took over the conversation in a bad tone.

"Little boy, if you fail to graduate this semester, you should take a leave of absence. You are disturbing our rest too much."

Wenxiu Lord's eyes twitched and he was speechless.

"I'm already under so much pressure that I can't grow taller, Mr. Grindelwald. Please don't bully minors. I'm going back to bed. Goodbye."

After getting the answer he wanted, Wenxiu Lord didn't want to say another word.

When I reached the door of the headmaster's office, I heard Dumbledore's laughing voice.

"Don't forget to send some funds to the Order of the Phoenix. An old man like me doesn't need it, but others still need to live."

Wenxiu Lord, who had walked half a step out of the principal's office, turned with a dark complexion and gritted his teeth at Dumbledore viciously.

"Don't you have a purse with you? Ask your partner for it!"

He turned around and closed the door forcefully.