HP has a villain system but has become a popular character

The exam went smoothly, and Wenxiu Lord sent his letters of comfort to Tom Riddle every day with meals during the past few days.

Even the sender, Wenxiu Lord, could not stand the high frequency.

He thought he would be treated coldly by Tom Riddle, and then he would have a few days of free time.

Who would have thought that Tom Riddle actually replied to every letter for the first time.

Even though some of the replies were just a few perfunctory words, they still shocked Wenxiu Lord.

The silver-haired boy ran to the principal's office overnight.

Just to find these two smartest people to help him analyze Voldemort's ulterior motives.

Grindelwald leaned casually at the door of the principal's lounge, his finely groomed hair now damp and scattered across his forehead.

"His plans have not been going smoothly during this period. In his eyes, you are just a tool that he can use and control at will. He is waiting for you to graduate and help him complete his unrealistic mission. He will not try to get you to do something stupid."

Wenxiu Lord's expression became indescribable, and he quickly added two more sugar cubes to the milk.

"He is so attentive to me for no reason. I am afraid he wants me to control the Ministry of Magic."

Grindelwald walked to the sofa and sat down, then crossed his legs elegantly and spoke lazily.

"Maybe the International Confederation of Wizards?"

"Cough, cough, cough." Wenxiu Lord swallowed the milk and coughed violently, waving his hands and saying "Impossible."

"I'm not an adult yet." Wenxiu Lord could only use his age to refute this unrealistic speculation.

"Oh? A brat who killed more people in four years than most Aurors kill in their entire lifetime?"

The mockery and sarcasm in Grindelwald's words should not be too obvious.

The silver-haired boy was particularly fearless as he shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands, looking innocent.

"I didn't force them to jump in front of me and die. Since they have the ability, why should they compromise?"

Grindelwald agreed with what Vinciu Lord said. After he finished speaking, his eyes as deep as the sea glanced at Dumbledore frequently.

Albus·Strong Enough·Compromise·Dumbledore: …I am doing all this for the wizarding world, okay?

Feeling that he was being teased for no apparent reason, Dumbledore, who had been silent the whole time, spoke up at this moment, "Have you ever thought that he really has feelings for you?"

If Grindelwald's words were just outrageous, then Dumbledore's words were simply a fantasy.

Wenxiu Lord had a look on his face that said, "Are you serious? Are you really bullying me because I'm not well educated?"

"Impossible, absolutely impossible." The silver-haired boy's tone was so firm that Dumbledore and Grindelwald couldn't help but look sideways.

Feeling his back tingle from being stared at, Vincent Lord retaliated by snatching the Bibibi Multi-Flavour Beans from Dumbledore's hand.

"Why are you looking at me like that? Didn't I tell you two before that he is the product of old Riddle drinking the love potion? I don't need to emphasize this side effect again."

"He is not the only example like him in the wizarding world. The inability to love can be changed later in life."

Dumbledore's eyes were deep. "I have investigated other people who are similar to him and do not have the ability to love. Some of those who have felt love since childhood and are now adults have married their loved ones."

Grindelwald passed judgment on this passage.

"So, part of the reason why he has become what he is now is due to his upbringing."

A person who has never felt love since birth.

A person who is rejected by both the wizarding world and the Muggle society because of his own peculiarities.

A person who is hated and rejected by both his biological parents and the place that took him in and raised him, and who wishes he would die.

Add on top of that the buff of 'no ability to love' which represents lack of emotion.

It is natural to think that love is a low and stupid emotion.

Then they would not need love, and would not understand what love is.

In order to make up for the emotional need for love that he himself is not even aware of, he will naturally choose to pursue things that can satisfy his desires.

Power, status, strength, and immortality.

These desires will turn into bricks and stones to fill the empty and missing part of him.

only……

The missing part remains empty.

Tom Riddle's behavior was like trying to inflate a deflated balloon, and it could never truly satisfy him.

"Now that he has someone like you by his side who is devoted to him, who knows if he will develop some feelings for you?"

Listening to Grindelwald's ridicule and Dumbledore's voice of approval, Wenxiu Lord felt extremely nauseated.

"Before I showed up, wasn't there Bellatrix by his side? She was more than obsessed with that man, she was almost a fanatic. Even someone like that couldn't warm his heart, so it's even more impossible for me."

Faced with such a determined person, Dumbledore said no more and just sat quietly next to the old man and the young man.

Watching the two of them come up with conspiracy theories about the contents of these reply letters.

After tricking the silver-haired boy away, the two looked at each other and sighed tiredly at the same time.

"We tried to remind him indirectly, but he was very confident and didn't believe it at all."

Dumbledore looked at the closed door. "What does it matter if he believes it or not? Before that happens, that person will not waver at all."

All the way back to the dormitory, Wenxiu Lord's mind was subconsciously filled with the words Dumbledore said.

Pushing open the dormitory door, he looked at Severus, who was standing behind the cauldron with his facial features blurred by the mist, and he felt a little dazed.

Since Severus' future can be changed, then...

Apart from the sound of the door closing, Severus looked up in confusion and saw Wenxiu Lord standing at the door, shaking his head frantically.

"Are you trying to shake the water in your brain? You haven't finished the exam yet, be careful not to throw away the knowledge."

Throwing those thoughts out of his mind, Wenxiu Lord found Severus's sarcasm particularly pleasant.

After hanging his coat on the hanger, he walked to the bookshelf and took out the relevant books related to tomorrow's exam subjects.

"I'll take your good words from you. If I really become a little fool, I will chase you around every day asking you for candy. I'll annoy you to death."

"Ah."

Chuju Future's deep, magnetic voice, with a velvety texture, sounded word by word.

"This cauldron contains your tooth-healthy potion."

The silver-haired boy immediately changed his mind, put the pile of books in his hands on the table, and trotted behind Severus.

She put her hands on Severus' shoulders and kneaded them, smiling in an extremely flattering manner.

"I was wrong. The great potion master Mr. Snape will not bear grudges. Please don't make the original tooth-healthy potion."

Severus enjoyed it very much, with a faint smile on the corner of his lips.

He changed his hand and continued to stir the crucible at a steady speed, deliberately rubbing the silver-haired boy's cheek with his fingertips stained with the smell of potion ingredients.

Wenxiu Lord took a few steps back because of the pungent smell.

"No, if this smell gets on your face, you can't wash it off, and you'll have to sleep with this smell on at night."

It’s nice that we can’t touch each other’s cheeks or hold hands.

Severus pinched the silver-haired boy's fingers and let go with satisfaction.

"Go and review. Don't disturb me while I'm brewing the potion."

The boy took out the butter biscuits he had taken from Dumbledore from his pocket.

He opened the package and held it to Severus' mouth, "Try it."

He looked like he wouldn't leave until Severus ate him.

Severus reluctantly leaned forward and took a bite. Seeing this, Wenxiu Lord patted the remaining biscuit crumbs on his hands, raised his eyebrows and smiled.

"I saw you eat the bribe with my own eyes, but you are not allowed to retaliate against me."

After a brief relaxation, Wenxiu Lord went to the bathroom to wash up and sat at the desk, sniffing the fruity scent of potions in the air and immersed himself in a new round of review.