HP has a villain system but has become a popular character

A few fiery red clouds floated in the warm orange sky. Groups of blue-crowned tits chirped in the forest, creating a joyful natural symphony with other birds.

The engagement party was coming to an end, and after that it was time for Vince Lord to arrange for him and Tom Riddle to be interviewed by the media.

As the head of the Lord family, Wenxiu Lord would naturally not allow the guests to attend his engagement party and then rush back at night.

Long before the list of invited guests was drawn up, he instructed Sebastian to prepare the guest rooms in the manor.

At the same time, taking into account that the invited guests will bring companions or families, the number of guest rooms prepared is more than three times the number on the personnel list.

This is also one of the reasons why Wenxiu Lord chose this manor as the venue for his engagement party.

It’s fine if they leave in a hurry, but as for the rest, no matter whether they sincerely wish you well or not, you must always take good care of them and not let them be caught in any mistakes.

Sebastian, who was hiding in the dark and 'waiting', saw that it was time for him to go out to work. He raised his left hand and a group of servants dressed exactly like him appeared around him.

These are the servants that Sebastian brought from Lord Manor. They usually do things according to orders, and now they are just right for use here.

Be content and don't be tricked.

The guests left one by one, following the servants. Sebastian stood at the door and politely saw them off. His expression and the curve of his bow were perfect, like a living robot.

The Death Eaters looked at these servants who moved like zombies, and they became even more afraid of Vinciu Lord.

If such means of controlling people were used on them, they and their families would become history in an instant.

Completely unaware that the actions of the AI ​​servants had caused the Death Eaters to label him again, Vinciu Lord winked at Sebastian who was standing at the door.

Sebastian, who was committed to becoming the most caring steward of his master, understood what he meant.

With a perfect smile on her face and the coolness of the evening, she walked towards the wizard from the magic institute.

"Sir, let me take you to your guest room."

The man didn't dare to stay overnight. Even if he couldn't go back, he didn't want to stay here any longer.

Wiping the sweat off his face, he said in broken English, "No, I still have work to do, so I have to leave now."

God bless you, all he wanted now was to run.

Will Sebastian, who has received the order from the head of the family, give him this opportunity?

"I think it would be better for you to stay overnight, sir. To prevent attacks, we have cast an anti-disapparition spell within a mile radius of the manor. Besides, there is a forest outside, which is uninhabited and often haunted by wild beasts."

In order to comply with the etiquette rule that wands cannot be used at banquets, Sebastian, who can cast spells without a wand, also cooperated by wearing a watch on his wrist.

It just happens to come in handy now.

He raised his arm and checked the time on his watch.

"It's evening now. According to the time difference, the magic institute in your country should still be suspended. For your safety, please don't embarrass me."

After saying this, Sebastian looked embarrassed, as if he was thinking about the man, but in fact the threat in his words was obvious.

He knew very well what kind of people were in charge of the international Floo network in the Institute of Magic and were just sitting there doing nothing.

The greasy man felt that even if he could really leave safely today, it would probably be like what the housekeeper said.

I can't go back. Even though the International Floo Network is a 24-hour staffed department.

The guests and Death Eaters who had not yet left stared at the greasy man's leaving back, whispering about whether he could survive the night.

Tom Riddle watched the scene coldly, then leaned over to whisper in Vinciu Lord's ear.

"How come I didn't know when Wen Xiu had set up an anti-Apparition spell all around here?"

Wenxiu Lord smiled and lowered his voice, "Sebastian lied to him. I don't have that much free time. Besides, the Lord is here. The Lord is the most powerful person in the world. Who would I be afraid of attacking?"

"You are a flexible and loyal steward."

The silver-haired boy agreed with this deeply, and after a moment's thought, he spoke up to stop Tom Riddle from wanting to requisition his good butler.

"If it weren't for him, I would be like a bee collecting honey in spring and summer, busy to death."

Tom Riddle tucked the boy's messy hair behind his ears and pinched his soft earlobes twice.

"Are you so afraid that I will snatch him from you?"

"The Lord has so many loyal subordinates, but I only have such a useful butler."

The reporters who had been following the two saw the loving scene of the two chatting and laughing, and the sound of magic cameras pressing shutters kept ringing.

The guests left and the reporters were led to the reception room.

Tom Riddle and Venus Lord returned to their bedroom and changed out of the formal dresses they had been wearing all day.

Wenxiu Lord casually tied his hair up with a headband, changed into home clothes and collapsed on the sofa. The high-necked base shirt outlined the boy's lean and stylish figure.

When Tom Riddle finished packing, changed his clothes and came out, Wenxiu Lord had already fallen asleep on the sofa, curled up in a small ball.

Maybe because he had drunk too much, the boy was sleeping very soundly, his breathing was shallow and even, he looked like a well-behaved long-haired cat sleeping and waiting for its owner to come home.

Walking up to the boy and sitting down beside him, Tom Riddle lowered his eyes and looked at the boy who was shining like a bright light.

He achieved his goal at today's engagement party, and it also made him realize very clearly the charm of Wenxiu Lord.

Dark emotions sprout and grow wildly in the dark and muddy heart.

He wanted to drag Wenxiu Lord into the abyss forever, devour his excess light, and make him shine only for himself.

He wanted the moon to be his own.

The palm stretched out and slowly fell on the white neck of the silver-haired boy.

The boy was so fragile. As long as he exerted force with his hands, this bright and vibrant life would remain at this moment forever.

His fingers slightly grasped his throat, and his peaceful face in deep sleep was slightly frowned.

The man who was controlled by his emotions suddenly woke up and loosened his grip, but the boy had already woken up from his dream.

The crow-feather-like eyelashes trembled, revealing the most perfect and clear gem in the world.

Wenxiu Lord, who had just woken up, was still a little dazed.

Smelling the familiar scent of the person above his head, he pulled his hand out from under his head that was acting as a pillow, grasped Tom Riddle's wrist, and stroked his cheek with the man's warm palm.

In his sight, the young boy was rubbing his palm obediently, and the twisted emotions that were growing in Tom Riddle's heart were uprooted by the boy's behavior.

The bright and dazzling boy was running towards him actively. Even if there were no thorns to bind the boy, he would willingly jump into the abyss.

All the thoughts were like dust blown away by the wind. "Won't you sleep a little longer?" Tom Riddle asked softly.

Sitting up and resting his head on Tom Riddle's shoulder, Wenxiu Lord tried to activate his brain and replied, "No, there is still an interview."

There were a few pressure marks on his cheeks, and he looked dull.

This look made Tom Riddle feel like playing a trick on him, and he raised his hand to leave two fingerprints on Vinciu Lord's cheek.

'Bang bang bang bang! '

There was a rapid knock on the door, startling the still dazed boy and causing him to shiver.

Seeing Tom Riddle's expression darken and he was about to draw his wand, Vincent Lord gave him a loud kiss on the face.

"I'm fine, don't be angry, Fudi, maybe there's something urgent."

Only after calming the man down did Wenxiu Lord dare to let the person outside in.

"What happened?" Tom Riddle wiped the saliva from his face and looked calmly at Bella and Sebastian who walked in.

Sebastian spoke quickly before Bella could, "Master, the wizard from the magic house is dead, it wasn't me."

"Dead?" Wenxiu Lord turned to look at Bella, "You did it?"

Although Bella hated Vince Lord, she would not disobey Tom Riddle's orders.

The man told her to find an opportunity to kill the man tomorrow, but she would never do it today.

Bella answered Wenxiu Lord's questioning, risking her back teeth being broken.

"not me."

Neither Bella nor Sebastian.

Wenxiu Lord and Tom Riddle looked at each other and their hearts sank.

Who is the murderer?