HP has a villain system but has become a popular character

Blurry traffic and buildings passed by outside the car window. The sky and the earth looked cold, and even snowflakes were quietly falling.

The conversation between the four people was intermittent, with Wenxiu Lord doing the most talking.

Remus and Little Barty listened quietly, listening to what they could know.

Lucius, who had participated in Wenxiu Lord's life for the past two years, pretended to appreciate the light snow outside the window and listened attentively to the life from the perspective of the silver-haired young man.

The snowflakes gradually became much larger, and the vast expanse of white made the world silent.

The car was also quiet. The only sounds that could be heard were the slight sound of the car engine starting and the sound of the windshield wipers sweeping away snowflakes and rubbing against the car glass.

The silver-haired young man looked out the window and showed a rare indifferent expression in front of the few people.

The three of them had no idea what he was thinking, and they secretly glanced at him out of the corner of their eyes so as not to ruin the beauty of the moment.

Watching the young man's eyes, purer than the snowflakes floating in the sky, slowly close, Lucius drew out his wand.

Remus put out his hand and held the head of the silver-haired young man who was about to hit the car window, and gently supported the young man's head against his shoulder.

His eyes reluctantly traced the facial features of Vinciu Lord over and over again, until the tip of his shoe was kicked by little Barty. Then Remus raised his eyelids and looked at Lucius who was sitting opposite him and obviously had something to say.

"You shouldn't have come."

Little Barty lowered his eyes and stared at the wand in his palm. "Should you come?"

Lucius: "At least I won't hurt him."

Remus frowned, and said in a tone that was somewhat oppressive, "What on earth has Wen Xiu been through in the past two years?"

The experience the silver-haired young man told them was so easy and comfortable that they both knew it was fake as soon as they heard it.

Lucius would not be afraid of the aura he had honed in the business world. Born into a top noble family and now the head of a family, he would only be more aura than Remus.

"You are just a Muggle wizard who has relied on Wen Xiu to get to where you are today. Put away your little tricks."

Lucius's disgust for Muggle wizards was so deep in his bones that he always looked unhappy. Now that Vinci Lord had fallen asleep, he made no secret of his hostility towards Remus.

Little Batty didn't care whether the two would quarrel until they were bleeding, but he would not allow them to disturb Wenxiu Lord's sleep.

"Shut up and don't disturb the senior's rest." He turned his head and locked eyes with Lucius. "Is this all you want to say?"

Lucius was choked by his words and clenched his wand tightly. Due to the presence of Wenxiu Lord, he finally just glanced coldly at little Barty.

"Because of your existence, the Lord has never trusted Wen Xiu. I warn you, except for the villa where you are staying, you must keep your distance from Wen Xiu in all occasions."

After a pause, Lucius turned his head and stared at the vast snow outside the car window, and said unwillingly, "Wen Xiu has paid so much for you, don't cause him trouble."

Little Barty, who was sitting next to him, accurately captured the man's emotions and instigated him.

"Tell us this. You must be extremely dissatisfied with that person. Usually you can only watch from the side. Is it good?"

Lucius glared at little Batty, but the little Batty showed no fear at all and looked at him with a smile.

After a long silent confrontation, Lucius let out a sigh of frustration, "If possible, let him be happier these few days."

Having seen too many genuine smiles from Vinciu Lord, Lucius could tell that when the silver-haired young man was with him and Lord, his smile was always fake.

"Heh..." Remus, who had been silent all this time, squeezed out a low laugh from his throat. The short laugh reached the ears of the other two, carrying endless mockery.

It is a mockery of them, but also a mockery of oneself.

Heavy snow covered the road, vehicles slowed down, and lights were turned on in the buildings along the street, leaving blurry dots on the car windows.

A car carrying four people slowly stopped in front of a building.

The mismatched beige building stands among other cool-toned buildings, looking like a gorgeous flower blooming on a glacier.

After waking up Wenxiu Lord who had been sleeping all the way, the four of them wrapped their coats tightly and cast several warming spells on themselves before getting out of the car.

The ground where no one had ever stepped on was covered with a thick layer of snow. When Wenxiu Lord stepped on the snow, his feet sank completely.

The soft snow around collapsed and melted, soaking my shoes and socks.

This touch felt fresh to Wenxiu Lord.

The last time he encountered such heavy snow was when he was a child. During the winter vacation near the Spring Festival, he and his brother wrapped themselves up tightly and played snowball fights in the yard.

Reminiscing about the past is always accompanied by sadness. The memory only goes so far that he doesn't even dare to recall more.

Right now, he doesn't even have the qualifications to lose control.

Remus, who had experienced the most with Vinciu Lord among the three, noticed the loneliness and sadness in his eyes, walked behind him with heartache and held his wrist.

"Go in, be careful not to catch a cold."

His thoughts were interrupted, and Wenxiu Lord turned his head and smiled at Remus, "Yeah."

At this time, Little Barty came close to Wenxiu Lord and blew into the silver-haired young man's ear in an ambiguous manner.

"It's so cold, do you need bed warming service? It's free."

Wenxiu Lord raised his hand and grabbed little Barty's mouth, which was only talking nonsense. "If you say that again, I will throw you into the fireplace as fuel."

Seeing that Wenxiu Lord had recovered his mood and stopped teasing him, little Batty, with his mouth stretched out, nodded to indicate that he would never do that again (there would be next time).

Lucius opened the door and stood aside, tapping the wall twice with his fingers. When he saw Wenxiu Lord looking at him, he made a very gentlemanly "please" gesture.

The cold brows aroused the warmth in people's hearts. Wenxiu Lord's eyes curved into crescents, accepting the silent comfort of the three people.

After closing the door to block out the wind and snow, Wenxiu Lord, who was preparing to choose a bedroom, looked at the two people on his left and right who were refusing to give in to each other, and was in a dilemma for a moment.

There were four bedrooms, neither more nor less, with two on the second and third floors, making it difficult for Wenxiu Lord to balance the two.

Wen Xiu Lord was upset by the noise and had a meeting soon. Veins on his forehead were throbbing, so he decided to just throw the water away.

Grasping the wrist of the man behind him, Wenxiu Lord ran straight to the stairs and said to the two without looking back, "I live on the second floor, Lucius lives next to me, you two can fight for it slowly."

The two people who fought and snatched were completely defeated, and Lucius, who did not fight or snatch, became the ultimate winner.

His eyes fell on the two people's clasped hands. Lucius pursed his lips, and the suppressed joy on his face flowed from his eyes.

The two of them, who could sense Lucius's pride just by looking at his back, gritted their teeth and spat at him in their hearts.

The two mature men who were decisive and ruthless in the business world glared at each other with disgust, and when they noticed that the other was also glaring at them, they turned their heads away childishly.

When Wenxiu Lord reached the second floor, he had no idea that the two people downstairs were exchanging glances and cursing at each other for several times.

He stood between the two bedrooms and pointed at the two rooms facing each other. "You are the owner, you choose first."

Lucius, who was familiar with Wenxiu Lord's habits and knew that he would definitely choose the second floor, had already prepared everything for the silver-haired young man in advance.

He pointed to the room on the right, "I live in this one."

Lucius called Wenxiu Lord, who was about to open the door, and said, "It was windy and snowy just now. I have already told the house elves to bring some hot drinks to drive away the cold. Wenxiu can try it. It's your favorite flavor."

Gazing at the curve of the silver-haired young man's lips, Lucius stood where he was, and did not turn around until the door was completely closed.