HP has a villain system but has become a popular character

Less than a month after graduation, the news of Vince Lord's engagement to Voldemort spread throughout the European wizarding world.

A pure-blood noble family head who holds a leading position in the business world of several countries' wizarding world. He is also a genius who has won praise and recognition from all Hogwarts professors at a young age and graduated by skipping a grade.

Whether they have cooperated with the Lord family's business or not, everyone is stretching their necks to find someone to find out what the reason is.

Such a talented young man with extraordinary appearance would choose a middle-aged man who is nearly fifty years old.

Not to mention those people abroad who don’t understand or know Voldemort.

Even in the British wizarding world, those who knew Voldemort and understood his achievements in the wizarding world over the years could not understand it.

What wizard living here has not seen Vinciu Lord in the Daily Prophet?

Why would such a "good man" who works for the welfare of ordinary wizards have so many followers and supporters in Hogwarts?

For a time, countless speculations and rumors were rampant, many of which were unbearable to hear and full of malicious conjecture.

For example, Voldemort gave Vince Lord a love potion, but Vince Lord liked the old one.

This conjecture is still conservative and within a reasonable range.

What's worse is that some people get drunk with friends in the bar and when this topic comes up, they can't stop talking dirty.

Of course, Voldemort is not a good person, and Vinci Lord is not a good person either.

People like this usually freeze to death in the summer because they fall drunk on the roadside late at night.

Only the Death Eaters knew that this fiancé was in love.

Their Lord is like a dead tree coming back to life and an old house on fire, and he wishes he could keep his young fiancé by his side all the time.

But rumors are scary, and these rumors still made Tom Riddle very angry.

The flames burned all the information, and Tom Riddle's face was so gloomy that it seemed to blend into the dark clouds in the sky outside the barrier.

Wenxiu Lord stood beside him and held his arm, but when he saw that he looked so bad, he let go and put his arm around his waist instead.

"My Lord, calm down. After a while, we will invite a few people from the newspaper to the engagement party. When the newspaper is published, the whole wizarding world will envy our love."

The two were walking in the garden at the moment. Before they reached the pavilion, they received the information collected by Lucius. They had no time to continue walking.

With violent emotions gushing out, Tom Riddle closed his eyes filled with murderous intent and raised his hands to hold the silver-haired boy's shoulders.

A steady stream of warmth flowed from the boy's body into his body, and Tom Riddle's voice was low and seductive.

"My Wenxiu, you will be mine alone."

The silver-haired boy's clear voice was tender and tactful, full of deep affection.

"Of course, My Lord, no one can separate us. I love you so much."

The man had no expression, but his words were so gentle that they could make people fall in love with him. "My Wen Xiu, I have never doubted your love."

Wenxiu Lord clasped his arms tightly, revealing the thin waist under the man's clothes, "Vodi, you love me too, right?"

The roses in Malfoy Manor were blooming gorgeously, with petals overlapping one another and looking red as if they had absorbed blood.

The man is 183cm tall, a few centimeters taller than the boy.

At this moment, the boy buried his head in his shoulder, and Tom Riddle's cheek could just touch the boy's smooth hair.

The shampoo mixed with the boy's unique fragrance brought long-lost peace to his torn soul and restless and violent emotions.

After a long pause, Tom Riddle heard himself say, "Of course, I love you, my Wenxiu."

Inside the castle, Lucius stood at the window, looking at the two people hugging each other tightly in the garden. His heart, which he thought he had gotten used to, ached again.

The platinum youth took a few steps back, the curtains fell, and the sunlight was swallowed up by the darkness.

Wenxiu Lord raised his head and observed carefully from a close distance. The man was even more charming. Even the fine lines at the corners of his eyes were proof of his unique allure.

The emotion in his eyes instantly synchronized with the infatuation he revealed. He slowly raised his hand and stroked the man's jaw, nose bridge, and brow bone.

"Vodi."

His breath sprayed on Tom Riddle's chin as he spoke.

In an instant, the gap of emptiness and lack in his life was filled with a trace of satisfaction.

"Ok?"

Tom Riddle grabbed Venthu Lord's lean waist and lowered his head to look him in the eye.

The toes of their shoes touched each other and their breaths invaded each other.

One of them raised his heels slightly, while the other lowered his head and smiled.

Wenxiu Lord's original intention was to test Voldemort's attitude towards him.

After all, he was certain that Voldemort would never have any evil intentions towards him.

But Dumbledore's words that night kept ringing in his ears from time to time, making him extremely uneasy.

What if?

He just wanted to act, to be an undercover agent, he didn't want to take it seriously, and he never thought about the risk of getting involved in sex!

Even if Voldemort's face really suits his aesthetic taste.

It's not impossible for something to happen when he grows up.

but!

By that time, Voldemort would have turned into a green-skinned bald man, so who would still be willing to bite him?

The result of this temptation was really incredible.

Voldemort didn't even push him away, and there wasn't even a hint of disgust in his eyes.

At such a close distance, even if there was a hint of rejection in his eyes, Wenxiu Lord could convince himself that Voldemort was enduring humiliation.

In order to make him reveal more of his true emotions, Wenxiu Lord even had the courage to stick out his tongue and lick the man's lips twice.

The man did not make any resistance, and the hands on his waist tightened a bit.

In the end, Vincent Lord learned the extremely sad truth: he could not see Voldemort's emotions.

There was not even a change in the disguised gentleness in the man's scarlet eyes.

Now he felt even more uncertain.

In the month after graduation, Tom Riddle didn't know what illness he had.

All his excessive requests made in order to test him were met.

This included, but was not limited to, having Voldemort accompany him to Diagon Alley for a stroll, and spending the entire day reading with him when he wasn't doing work.

At his request, Voldemort even canceled a raid on Rodolphus Lestrange.

Damn Merlin, this level of shock is comparable to the wizard's belief in God.

He was also forced into a corner, remembering that Voldemort didn't like anyone touching him, especially people who showed an infatuation with him.

This is the last resort.

Wenxiu Lord was shocked and his pupils trembled slightly.

Tom Riddle saw right through his emotions and took the initiative to kiss the boy on the corner of his lips.

After a school year of separation, Tom Riddle realized that this silver-haired boy seemed to be more important to him than he had imagined.

Especially on the day when the owl delivered the letter during the morning meeting.

After finishing his work in the evening, he was about to drink the soul-stabilizing potion brewed by Wenxiu Lord and rest.

But he saw a small flower fall from the handkerchief pocket of his coat which he had casually placed on the sofa.

Just by looking at the little flower, the rage in my heart that could only be relieved by drinking magic potion was slightly relieved.

He knew that this was not the effect of the flower.

So he decided to find out.

Detect your tolerance for Wenxiu Lord and estimate his importance to you.

"It was offered to you voluntarily, but you are so surprised?" Tom Riddle's low voice was filled with some doubt, and he was also surprised in his heart.

Because he found his soul leaping for joy at a kiss.

At the same time, a large amount of satisfaction comes out.

It was like drinking a bottle of soul-stabilizing potion.

Instead of getting a glimpse into the man's emotions, she revealed her own flaws.

Wenxiu Lord quickly suppressed his emotions and buried himself in Tom Riddle's arms shyly.

"I just didn't expect you to kiss back."

A man's chuckle came from above his head, and the laughter was truly joyful, making Wenxiu Lord even more confused about Tom Riddle's thoughts.