HP has a villain system but has become a popular character

I heard that this year's Hogwarts Quidditch match will be particularly grand, and it seems that it has received a lot of investment from the school directors.

Wenxiu, one of the school directors, knew nothing. Lord received a letter from Sebastian and knocked on the door of the principal's office to get some information.

Then he heard a very explosive news from Dumbledore that Voldemort would come to visit this year's competition.

And the reason given was one that even Dumbledore couldn't refuse.

Wenxiu Lord frowned, "So he said he wanted to reminisce about his student days, and the Ministry of Magic approved it, and you didn't object?"

Dumbledore felt that the pile of cockroaches in his mouth was no longer sweet, so he grabbed two more toffees and threw them into his mouth.

"So far, he holds a very high position in the International Confederation of Wizards and is currently an honorary member of the Wizengamot of the Ministry of Magic. The Death Eaters themselves have considerable influence throughout Europe. Although the Ministry of Magic was aware of those Muggle attacks, there is no actual evidence. He is still a good person in the wizarding world."

This conversation made Vincius Lord clearly realize that Voldemort's power was greater than he had imagined and actually understood. At the same time, he was also grateful that Voldemort went completely crazy in the later period because of making Horcruxes, otherwise HP would probably become TR.

The old man and the young man chatted for a long time in the headmaster's office, speculating on the purpose of Tom Riddle's actions.

Finally, we came to the conclusion that no matter what Tom Riddle's purpose was, for the time being, he would definitely not kill in such an occasion. It was enough to ensure this point. For the rest, we could only wait until the day of the game and decide based on the situation.

Walking down the spiral staircase, Wenxiu Lord covered his face with his hands and rubbed it, then let out a long breath. When he looked up, he saw Severus waiting in the corridor, frowning and looking at him with dark eyes.

Wenxiu Lord smiled and walked quickly to Severus' side. "Why are you here?"

When Severus saw someone coming out, he reached out and held Wenxiu Lord's wrist and turned to leave. "Don't laugh, I'm here to take you back."

"Ah, am I smiling ugly now?"

Wenxiu Lord raised his hand and touched the corners of his lips, his tone sounding a little lonely.

The black-haired boy saw his expression and felt annoyed. He raised his hands, pinched his cheeks and pulled them apart.

"Yeah, it's ugly," so stop forcing a smile.

The worries in the silver-haired boy's heart were torn away by Severus' actions, and he got furious when he heard his words.

"My smile can win the most charming smile award in the wizarding world! You actually said that my smile is ugly! Severus Snape! Don't even think about making me drink the tooth-healthy potion for the next week!" The calculations in his words were clattering.

Severus frowned and relaxed his grip, leaving two red fingerprints on the boy's face.

"Where do you know all this disgusting stuff? Don't let Sebastian collect weird information for you in the future."

"You want to avoid the potion? Forget it. If you don't drink it now, I'll make the original one next time."

Because Vincius Lord resisted the strange and unpalatable taste of potions, Severus made many of his frequently used oral potions taste as much better as possible during the holidays without affecting the efficacy.

Unable to escape the daily potion, Wenxiu Lord suddenly became dispirited and allowed Severus to drag him back to the dormitory.

I don't know if it was to make his Lord's Observation Report easier to write, or to maintain Slytherin's record of seven consecutive Quidditch championships in his last year at Hogwarts, or to satisfy a desire in his heart that he himself was not aware of.

In short, after being selected, Wenxiu Lord spent a lot of time training on the Quidditch field almost every day.

He was so tired every day that he felt like he had no bones. He had to rely on Severus who came after work or Regulus who finished class to help him back to the dormitory.

Before those two people came, the silver-haired boy could only lie weakly on the lawn and look at the sunset. Sometimes there would be a platinum peacock beside him.

Wenxiu Lord raised his flying broom for the nth time and poked Lucius standing next to him with the broom handle, "Why do you suddenly want to intensify the training? I'm just a substitute."

Wenxiu Lord, who didn't know that he was an official member of this year's competition, raised the question again.

Lucius heard the silver-haired boy complaining, and his reason was always the same, "I will graduate this year, and you have to maintain the glory of Slytherin."

Wenxiu Lord had no choice but to accept this and was pulled up by Lucius to continue training. Fortunately, there was a cushion spell on the flying broom, otherwise Wenxiu Lord would definitely be a beautiful girl loved by everyone.

At the beginning, Sirius and his group and Wenxiu Lord's seven people could still get together and complain to each other about the hard training, but as time went on, the two groups of people in the two academies met less and less frequently.

Now that the time for the game is getting closer, the atmosphere between the two academies, which have always disliked each other, has become more tense, and there have even been several small-scale conflicts.

Because of his status as a Slytherin player, Vinciu Lord was boycotted by Gryffindor and was put under strict surveillance by Sirius and Remus.

Sirius and the others had resisted, but two fists were no match for four hands, and one wand was no match for a pile of wands. Not to mention James Potter and Sirius, even Remus and Lily were under constant watch.

On the contrary, in Slytherin, because no one dared to control Vinciu Lord, and he was so tired from training every day that he was like a dehydrated slug, his degree of freedom was much higher than that of Sirius and the others.

Every day after training, when Wenxiu Lord fell on the bed and let Severus massage his muscles, he would think in a daze, as a substitute, he had to train so much every day. Could it be that those people came up with a way to prevent him from seeing Sirius and the others? What a vicious plot!

The worse the mood of the two Gryffindors was, the better the mood of the three Slytherins was.

Severus could give the boy a relaxing massage every night, and Regulus also had a reason to hold the boy in his arms openly. Needless to say, Lucius and he always stayed together during every training session.

Wenxiu Lord was lying on the bed in the dormitory, with his face buried in his arms, and suddenly mentioned Sirius and the others while Severus was massaging his muscles.

"It's been a while since I last saw Remus and the others outside of class. Let's get together in the kitchen in a couple of days."

It has been a long time since they have met openly. Every time they meet, they pass notes quietly in class, hide from others, and meet again after curfew, as if they are developing some weird and shameful relationship.

Severus paused, feeling very unhappy that the boy was still thinking about Sirius and Remus while he was around. He increased the strength in his hands, causing the boy under him to groan in pain.

Wenxiu Lord turned his head and pointed at Severus, "Be gentle, you're using too much force, it hurts."

"Heh, you mentioned them both in front of me, are you sure you didn't mean it?"

Severus knew that he would make another excuse, so he continued to move his hands, causing the words that the boy was about to say to turn into a cry of pain.