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Auror Department.

Nkechi looked at the Daily Prophet in his hand and nodded with satisfaction at his own photography skills.

His colleagues around him saw how energetic he was so early in the morning and started to make fun of him.

"You usually come on time, why are you here so early today?"

Another Auror hung the coat on the hanger, "Yeah, you're still so energetic."

Sitting in the office chair, Baivian, who went to meet Wenxiu Lord with Nkechi yesterday, twisted his upper body, chewed breakfast, looked at the man who was speaking and raised the newspaper in his hand.

"He is being narcissistic."

One of them took the rolled-up newspaper from Baivian's hand and spread it out, "Did you take this photo? Do you have the skills to do this?"

Nkechi raised his eyebrows deliberately. "Of course. If I had this skill in the Muggle world, I would definitely win first place in some photography competition. The response would be great. I heard that the Daily Prophet has already started to urgently increase its subscription."

Baivian declined his colleague's boasting and said, "I think it's just that Mr. Lord is good-looking."

Nkechi rolled his eyes and said, "You are just jealous. When the Lord family makes additional investments, you will all treat me to a meal."

There was no response or objection from the crowd. Enkechi turned his head in confusion and saw the Chief Auror standing behind him with a folder thrown at him.

……

The Ministry of Magic conducted a perfunctory investigation for more than a month, and finally merged this case with the case of the destruction of the Lipitia family and classified them as being committed by the same person or force.

The Death Eaters were still rampant in the British wizarding world, and now there was an invisible force, which made the wizards in the wizarding world panic for a while. Many wizards began to coordinate their funds or sell their properties in the British wizarding world, and wanted to move to other countries to avoid the limelight.

However, this atmosphere of panic and fear did not affect Hogwarts, because for these young wizards who were still in school, there were things that made them even more distressed.

The exam is coming soon.

The atmosphere in Hogwarts right now is even more depressing than the wizarding world outside. A group of young wizards are working themselves to death a few days before the exams.

Every time he went out, he saw little wizards holding books or waving wands. There was a dark circle under the eyes of every one of them. Even Lucius, who always paid attention to elegance and splendor, did not spend a lot of time taking care of himself.

When some people are struggling to survive, others will just give up.

The seats in the library are now full almost from morning to night, and as soon as there is a vacant seat, it will be quickly occupied by others.

Severus was in Professor Flitwick's office. At this time, Remus was the only rival of Vincent Lord, and Remus was still concentrating on reviewing.

Sirius lay on the table, staring at Wenxiu Lord, who was sitting opposite him with his eyes closed and muttering to himself. His eyes were so hot that they seemed to burn people.

Wenxiu Lord, who was reciting History of Magic notes, opened his eyes and saw Sirius's eyes suddenly brighten up, and the look in his eyes conveyed only one meaning.

'Come out and play with me!'

Wenxiu Lord picked up the feather pen and made a mark on the notebook, closed the book, reached out and rubbed Sirius's head twice.

Sirius didn't dodge, but instead leaned forward and stretched his neck so that the boy could feel more comfortable with his touch.

After ruffling and then straightening the boy's hair, Wenxiu Lord silently waved his wand to cast a soundproofing spell around the two of them before speaking.

"Sirius, why are you looking at me all the time instead of reviewing?"

Sirius rested his chin on the table, his head rising and falling as his lips opened and closed, "Wen Xiu, you've been reviewing for the whole afternoon, let's go out and play."

"Ah, it's been so long."

After hearing the boy's words, Wenxiu Lord noticed that the sun was setting. He had been concentrating on memorizing his notes and didn't notice that he had spent the entire afternoon in the library.

Wenxiu Lord stretched out his body, listened to the sound of his bones stiffening, and felt a little more comfortable. But when he saw the notes on the table, he felt a little embarrassed.

"I'm only a little bit away from reciting the whole thing. How about you wait a little longer? I'll have dinner with you tonight as compensation?"

The corners of Sirius' eyes drooped, and under the twilight, he looked a little lonely.

"Before the Daily Prophet, you said you would have dinner with me as compensation, but you just came to the Gryffindor table, surrounded by people. How can this be called dinner together?"

The young man frowned and lowered his eyelashes. Under the table, he took Wen Xiu Lord's sleeve and gently shook it. His tone was like a child who was not loved. "Wen Xiu, you are the best. Anyway, the exam is only a few days away. You can accompany me while you are still in time."

Sirius has mastered the character of Wenxiu Lord, who is soft-hearted and does not respond to toughness.

This set of actions made several little wizards in the library who happened to notice the situation here take a breath of the fragrance of books.

'I didn't expect to get candy here. I love studying. Thanks to Merlin, I deserve it.'

The soft cries of the little wizards almost attracted the librarian.

Remus, who was immersed in the ocean of knowledge, heard the voice, turned his head and noticed Sirius's actions, then decisively chose to cross his legs.

Seeing Sirius' pitiful appearance, Wenxiu Lord was about to agree to accompany him when he felt his shoulders being patted a few times.

Turning around, Remus placed the notebook in front of the boy and said something silently.

The magic power surged at the tip of Wenxiu Lord's wand, and the soundproofing spell trapped Remus. Only then did he hear what the boy said.

"Wen Xiu, I don't understand something here," Remus took out his wand and waved his wrist in a somewhat obscure manner, "Is this the spell?"

Sirius, who was about to successfully trick Vinciu Lord, gritted his teeth in dissatisfaction when he saw that the boy's attention was diverted by Remus' words.

"Can't you ask Lily? Wen Xiu is so tired and still wants to teach you. If it doesn't work, you can ask me."

Although Sirius was the worst of the group except James Potter, ever since the conflict between him and Severus that night (Chapter 47), the boy had been the most serious student in Charms and Defense Against the Dark Arts classes.

In addition, with the presence of Vinciu Lord, Sirius also learned spells when he was with him. Now he is the one with the highest spell level among the people present except for Vinciu Lord.

The gentle boy's face showed just the right amount of guilt and heartache, which was the expression he had come up with after experimenting many times in front of Wenxiu Lord that was most likely to soften the boy's heart.

"I'm sorry, I just saw that James and Lily are getting along well now, and I don't want to disturb their time together. I'm sorry, Wen Xiu, did I disturb your rest?"

The last sentence was full of cautious temptation, causing Vinciu Lord to for a second visualize Remus as a werewolf Remus with his ears drooping.

Every full moon night of this school year, Wenxiu Lord and Remus would meet in the Shrieking Shack. The werewolf boy would drink every drop of liquid that the silver-haired boy fed him and would tie himself tightly with iron chains.

At the turn of the sun and the moon, Wenxiu Lord would see the werewolf boy who had regained his sanity, with his tail and ears drooping, leaning listlessly against the wall behind him.

At this time, he would hold the werewolf boy in his arms, stroke his soft hair and ears, and let the sleeping werewolf boy turn into the Remus he was most familiar with in his arms.