HP has a villain system but has become a popular character

In the small conference room of Lord Castle, Sirius opened the door and walked straight to the single sofa and sat down, crossing his legs and shaking his toes anxiously.

"Why did you call me over here, you bat spirit? Do you know how busy the Order of the Phoenix has been lately? That damn group of people..."

The door to the middle room of the small conference room opened. Sirius looked up and choked back his words.

"Regulus and Malfoy!? Why are you two here?!"

Remus, who rushed to the door shortly afterwards, heard Lucius' name, drew his wand, walked into the room, and stood vigilantly opposite Lucius.

Just because two people can get along peacefully at work doesn't mean they can get along peacefully in their daily lives. As for Lucius Malfoy, everyone who comes in will be wary of him.

"It seems that it was not Snape who called us here, but you two."

After transferring the potion to the inner room and handling the follow-up work, Severus heard what the two people were saying outside. He scraped the skin of the rhizome with the knife so hard that he almost crushed the fragile potion material.

Quickly finishing the task at hand, he walked out of the inner room and stabbed Sirius.

"The only reason I can take the initiative to find him is to use him to test my newly improved potion, which may be able to cure his congenital missing brain and his habit of biting everyone he sees."

clap clap.

"It's been a while since we last met. You guys are still so energetic."

The sound came before the person arrived. Little Batty walked into the room clapping, and the look of him enjoying the show couldn't be more obvious.

Sebastian followed closely behind, made sure everyone was there, closed the door, and cast so many spells around the walls that they were difficult to distinguish even if you felt them carefully.

Then, under the gaze of everyone, he took out a palm-sized alchemical prop and placed it in the center of the table surrounded by sofas.

"This was developed by the Lord family. It can block Voldemort's detection." He glanced meaningfully at the arms of Regulus and Lucius.

Regulus had a blank expression, while Lucius covered his left arm with a look of surprise.

No one was surprised by Lucius's reaction. Although Barty Jr. seemed to be playing with his wand casually, the tip of the wand was actually always pointed at Lucius.

Sirius, who was in the middle of a meeting at the Order of the Phoenix headquarters, asked impatiently, "Tsk, Malfoy, what do you want to do?"

A hand was placed on his shoulder. Sirius turned his head and Remus, with a gentle expression, pushed him down to sit.

"Since we want to talk, there's no need to be so tense. Sit down and talk."

Although he had no intention of taking back the wand.

Severus and Barty Jr., who were independent of both forces, took the lead in expressing their opinions and sat opposite each other on the left and right.

"You can't possibly fight now, so don't waste my time sending those Death Eaters to their deaths."

As he said this, Barty Jr.'s eyes were fixed on Lucius, and his tongue quickly licked the corner of his lips, like a venomous snake about to deliver a fatal blow to its prey.

Lucius felt his back tingle from being stared at, and he suppressed the harsh rebuttal that was about to come out of his mouth, and drank the tea in front of him in one gulp.

"I want to join forces with you to kill him from both inside and outside."

He lowered his eyes and stared at the patterns on the ground, not noticing the curious looks from everyone.

"You? A Malfoy?" Sirius sneered.

You can't really blame Sirius for reacting this way.

After all, it's really ridiculous to hear such words from a Malfoy.

Lucius knew it was ridiculous, but the day and night torture had driven him crazy.

Despair and pain accumulated day by day. He could not see the future of the Malfoy family, nor could he find a way out for himself.

He was no longer a competent Malfoy.

He is a wizard who is desperate to keep the angel Silver Shine even if it means he will be burned to ashes.

To be honest, if it weren't for him, with all these years of experience, anyone else would probably have openly opposed Tom Riddle years ago.

Lucius seemed to have ignored Sirius' words and continued to talk to himself, "After following him for so many years, I can feel that his love for Wen Xiu has become deeper and deeper."

"He is a complete lunatic. The Malfoy family has no choice. I can't just watch him drag Wen Xiu into this."

"Wen Xiu is getting deeper and deeper into trouble."

Lucius can be said to be a witness to the emotional journey of Tom Riddle and Vincent Lord.

He could certainly tell that they were influencing each other.

The silver-haired young man should be the moon surrounded by thousands of people, and must not be entangled by shadows and dragged into the abyss.

No one cared about the first sentence because they all knew that this was the result that Wenxiu Lord wanted to see.

But the last sentence...

Everyone looked unhappy. They didn't want to believe it, but Lucius had been with Wen Xiu the longest in the past two years, so they had to believe his words.

No one doubted whether Wenxiu Lord would waver in his decision at the end of the plan.

Because even Wenxiu Lord, who drank the love potion, did not give up his goal for love.

If Vincius Lord really fell in love with Voldemort, how painful would he be after the plan was completed.

By then, what would they have to fight for a dead person?

Thinking of this, everyone made up their minds instantly.

Whatever Wenxiu's plan (with Dumbledore), they couldn't wait any longer.

Sebastian stood quietly aside and did not participate in the conversation between the crowd. He just acted as a recorder and waited for the right time to tell the head of the family everything that happened today without missing a word.

"I agree to cooperate." Little Batty had a gloomy expression. He didn't look like he wanted to cooperate, but rather like he wanted to kill someone.

"The leader of the Order of the Phoenix, the captain of the Auror Department, the head of Lord Enterprises' UK region, and two Death Eaters." Severus listed the identities of everyone present one by one, calculating the chances of victory if they joined forces.

Remus shook his head and retorted to Severus, "All members of the Order of the Phoenix will agree to join forces to suppress the werewolf. Sirius will convince Headmaster Dumbledore. I was secretly managing the werewolf forces that Wen Xiu conquered back then."

Regulus took off the Black family's patriarch ring and placed it on the table, "The main branch of the Black family."

"The Malfoy family." Lucius said firmly.

Barty raised his eyebrows and curled his lips, "Minister of Magic."

"You're not even the head of the Auror Department now. Crouch, there should be a limit to your daydreaming." Severus frowned, and looked away in disgust when he saw his expression.

"As long as the Minister of Magic dies, Barty Crouch will become the Minister. Although I hate to admit it, it is the best choice for him to become the Minister at this time. I will then take the opportunity to become the Minister of Aurors."

Sirius, the only pure good guy present, immediately rejected the suggestion. "No."

"Killing the minister will cause a lot of trouble later, and the Death Eaters will not miss this opportunity." Remus added after thinking for a moment.

Regulus looked at Sebastian and gave the most convincing reason.

"We can't hide our alliance from Wen Xiu. He won't agree with you doing this."

After everyone finished speaking, Severus threw out a piece of news. "The Minister of Magic and his wife have a little son, this young man has a Muggle girlfriend who is a few years younger than him, and that girl is a follower of Wen Xiu."

"Sally Bourne has recovered well. His camouflage skills are very useful. He is currently gathering intelligence for Wen Xiu."

As soon as the name came out, the room fell into an eerie silence.

"He's not dead?"

"Wen Xiu doesn't want him to die."

"What a useful tool. It would be a pity to let him die so easily."

The red tea reflected the candlelight, and after absorbing all the warm colors, it looked like a cup of blood, which contrasted with little Barty's cold reddish-brown eyes.