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That night, only James Potter and Vince Lord slept soundly.

Sirius and Remus lay on the bed in their bedroom, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep. Even when they were confused and seemed to be about to fall asleep, they would wake up quickly.

Severus kept his eyes open all night, and only blinked when his eyes became dry.

Regulus was also having a bad time. Compared to the three insomniacs, he fell into a deeper nightmare.

In his dream, he did not leave his bedroom. He watched Wenxiu Lord and Sirius fall in love with each other, and watched them hug and kiss.

He could only watch and could do nothing.

In the sight, the two of them ended their kiss, Sirius held the man in his arms, but suddenly looked at him, silently mouthing to him, 'He is mine.'

The scene changed and they were back in the garden of Lord Manor, where rose petals were swirling in the warm wind.

This was a wedding, holy and solemn. He sat in the first row, watching Sirius walk towards his groom in a white suit and kiss Wenxiu Lord devoutly on the lips.

And he could only put on a forced smile, say insincere blessings, and applaud the two of them as a family member.

It was still dark, and only the small night light by the bed was emitting a faint glow.

Regulus suddenly sat up in his sleep, a drop of sweat on his forehead dripping down the tip of his nose. It seemed that the young man had not yet recovered from the nightmare. His pupils were a little dilated, his chest kept heaving, and he was gasping for breath.

After a long time, the boy's eyes finally focused. His left hand tightly grasped the quilt covering his body, and the other hand was raised to cover his face.

Salty tears mixed with sweat dripped between fingers.

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Wenxiu Lord originally wanted to sleep until noon, but he was too tired last night and fell on the bed without closing the curtains. The early morning sunlight shone through the window onto his face.

The boy raised his hand to block the dazzling sunlight, turned around and wanted to continue sleeping, but suddenly he remembered that he still had a lot of things to do today and the mess from yesterday had not been cleaned up yet.

He rubbed his eyes and sat up, forcing his mind to turn on, his mind going blank.

As usual, he got out of bed, put on his shoes, brushed his teeth, and washed his face, until all the buttons of his pajamas were unbuttoned, revealing his smooth back. He felt the hot gaze behind him that could not be ignored, and only then did Wenxiu Lord's brain finish loading.

He quickly put on his half-taken shirt and turned around to see Severus standing at the door looking at him.

Normally, when Wenxiu Lord changed clothes in front of Severus, he felt that he was being watched, but he didn't think it was strange. After all, there were only the two of them in the room, so it was inevitable that they would see.

But last night, she knew how Severus felt about her, and he had manipulated her all over, and she almost lost her innocence at such a young age.

Now facing Severus's undisguised gaze, Wenxiu Lord only felt that Severus's gaze seemed to have turned into a tangible gossamer that was caressing him back and forth.

Wenxiu Lord turned his head and seemed to see an expression of pity on Severus' face. It was definitely not because he was not fully awake this morning that he saw it wrongly!

"What are you doing?"

Severus saw Wenxiu Lord looking at him warily, and he pulled his pajamas closer, "I'll wash up."

All his toiletries were in the bathroom, and there were no toiletries in the other guest rooms that had not been cleaned up. Wenxiu Lord could not find any loopholes in his reason.

"Then go in."

Seeing Severus walk into the bathroom and close the door, Wenxiu Lord quickly took out a set of clothes from the closet and changed into them.

He could swear to Merlin that he changed his clothes faster than when he was almost late at eight in the morning before he traveled through time.

When Severus came out after washing up, Wenxiu Lord was nowhere to be seen.

Wenxiu Lord sat on the office chair in the study, slumped over the mahogany table with a pile of unprocessed documents beneath him.

Sebastian, who was saving Rose, sensed the call from his master, stopped what he was doing, took out a pair of pure white gloves from his pocket and put them on to cover the blood on his hands.

When I walked into the study, I saw Wenxiu Lord stuffing candies into his mouth with a look of despair. The box of snacks that Penny sent was disappearing visibly quickly.

"Master, what do you want?"

Wenxiu Lord threw the bitten cookie into his mouth and wiped the residue on his hands with a handkerchief. "Have you dealt with the one in the dungeon?"

Sebastian smiled and nodded, "Your roses will bloom more fragrant and beautifully."

Severus' plan to test the medicine on Olu failed. Wenxiu Lord would not allow those who plotted against him to survive for more than 24 hours. All those who had bad intentions and were taking chances would become nutrients for his rose.

Wenxiu Lord picked up the investigation file related to Ou Lu on the table. It was a few thin pages of paper. Except for the first page which was about interpersonal relationships and growth experiences from childhood to adulthood, all the rest of the records were either about him committing crimes or being a pervert.

"He is all alone, except for an old house, and he even killed his parents."

He threw the file in his hand onto the table with a snapping sound. "He can't live in that house now anyway. It's lonely underground. Let's burn it down."

After saying this, Wenxiu Lord couldn't help but sigh at his own kindness. This man drugged him, but he still cared about whether he had a house to live in hell.

Sebastian nodded in agreement, and then told Wenxiu Lord about the human-shaped flower fertilizer he had just received in the owl house.

Wenxiu Lord's surprised voice echoed throughout the study, "Two golden eagles sent???"

His focus was obviously not on the dead man, but on the two golden eagles. 'Two golden eagles were sent here. How can they fly? Won't they fight? ? ? '

Sebastian had long been accustomed to his master's unusual attention. He took out an envelope from his bosom, stepped forward and presented it with both hands.

"Yes, sir. Judging from the appearance of the body, it is the sir of the Selwyn family. This is the envelope held in the mouth of one of the golden eagles."

Wenxiu Lord picked up the envelope and knew it was from the Malfoys just by looking at the style. It was amazing that he didn't even try to hide the fact that he was sending someone's dead body.

When I opened it, I found two pages of letter paper filled with wonderful writing.

Eliminating those useless modifiers, Wenxiu Lord finally condensed the contents of the two full pages into a few sentences - it was not the Lord's intention for someone to drug you. The Lord expressed his apologies and has punished Selwyn. He hopes you can accept the Lord's apology.

Wenxiu Lord narrowed his eyes and stroked the corner of the letter with his fingertips. He was not sure what Tom Riddle was up to.

Sending letters to show goodwill? Sending dead bodies to protest?

Don't be ridiculous. He didn't think that the cruel and merciless Voldemort would order Abraxas Malfoy to write this letter to him. It was probably Abraxas Malfoy's own idea.

But he didn't plan to contact Tom Riddle now. Although according to his and Dumbledore's plan, he would eventually become a Death Eater, he was still a "weak little poor thing" and hadn't even graduated yet. He didn't want to work three jobs at such a young age.

Except for Professor Snape in the original book, probably no one would be willing to do this kind of exhausting work with no pay.

Wenxiu Lord folded the letter in his hand, put it into an envelope, and threw it into the burning fireplace. The flames quickly engulfed the letter, leaving only a little ash on the burning dry wood.

In the end, even the ashes disappeared under the swallowing of the flames.

"Deal with the Selwyn family as well. Those with clean hands will have their memories wiped out and be thrown into a nursing home owned by Lord in the Muggle society. Those with dirty hands will serve as fertilizer for the flowers of their good master."

Sebastian took the documents that Wenxiu Lord had processed from the desk and was about to leave the study when Wenxiu Lord stopped him and said, "Ask the servant to clean up a guest room. Have breakfast in the living room."

Sebastian did not ask Wenxiu Lord why he suddenly wanted to clean up a guest room. As a butler, he just had to follow his orders. In the end, no matter who of the people around the master succeeded, Lord Manor would have a new hostess.

At Malfoy Manor, Abraxas Malfoy, who had only slept for a few hours, was woken up by his immediate superior.

He dragged his obviously tired body and stood respectfully in front of Tom Riddle, who seemed to have no need to sleep all day.

Tom Riddle sat on the sofa in the study room which only the Malfoy family could enter, looking at his good subordinate who was so tired that his long platinum hair was losing its luster.

"Wenxiu Lord hasn't replied to your letter yet?"

"No, Lord."

Tom Riddle twirled his wand irritably. "Okay, go down. If Wenxiu Lord writes back, let me know immediately."

Abraxas Malfoy lowered his head and dared not look Tom Riddle in the eye. He respectfully left the study, and in his heart he cursed the psychopath Voldemort for waking him up early in the morning just to ask a question.