HP has a villain system but has become a popular character

Severus stood outside the abandoned classroom, guarding the closed door with a gloomy face, and his face was as sour as if several cauldrons of potion had been ruined in a row.

Inside the room, Abraxas Malfoy raised his eyebrows as he watched Vinciu Lord skillfully cast isolation and detection spells and soundproofing spells around him.

"It seems that Mr. Lord often uses abandoned classrooms, so he is very familiar with this process."

Wenxiu Lord put down his wand, and his face, which had been somewhat friendly because of his friendship with Lucius, suddenly turned cold.

"No, Mr. Malfoy. Dragon pox is not pleasant to have."

There is no point in talking unless you agree. Vinciu Lord now really hates Malfoy to the extreme. If it wasn't for his good looks and if Vinciu Lord didn't want Lucius to lose his father early, he would not have saved him.

Abraxas Malfoy's expression was a little frozen. He clenched the snake-head cane in his hand, and smiled in a forced way on his handsome face. "I don't understand what Lord is talking about."

There was a hint of caution and temptation in his words.

The silver-haired boy didn't care about his answer, pointed at the platinum man's left arm, and asked a new question. "Does the mark there hurt?"

Abraxas Malfoy was startled and subconsciously covered his left forearm. The snake-head cane hit the floor with a dull thud, stirring up a cloud of dust.

The Death Eater's mark is a dark magic mark that Tom Riddle personally cast on his confidants. Only those who have this mark and Tom Riddle know about it.

Abraxas Malfoy narrowed his eyes dangerously. "It seems that Lord Lord knows a lot of information. If this method is revealed, I'm afraid you won't have an easy time."

Wenxiu Lord took out a gold Galleon from his pocket. With a flick of his thumb, the gold coin made a crisp "ding" sound, turned over and was thrown high into the sky. Before it fell, he grabbed it in his palm.

"Oh, we've been caught. In that case, should the Malfoy family find someone else to follow? He can earn more money there."

Abraxas Malfoy stood there without saying a word. His grey eyes met the eyes of the silver-haired boy who was standing not far from him, half sitting on the table and squinting his eyes with a smile. His pupils were the same colour as Lucius's, but contained a different aura.

Even though he is now skinny and bony, the man's charm is still impossible to ignore. Now that he has shed his arrogant disguise and has a sharper outline, he looks even more fierce and aggressive.

"Do you know what you're talking about?"

When Vincius Lord saw Abraxas Malfoy's true appearance after he took off his disguise, he stood up with satisfaction and dusted himself off.

"You Malfoy family, do you want to follow me?"

Abraxas Malfoy did not speak. The curtains in the abandoned classroom were drawn tightly together, making the platinum-colored man stand in the middle of the room like a sculpture that was too beautiful to be real.

Wenxiu Lord was once again impressed by his appearance in his heart. Even though he was middle-aged and skinny, he was still so stunning. No wonder so many ladies from noble families wanted to spend a night with him.

The two of them had limited time, and Wenxiu Lord did not intend to waste time here with him. It was too dangerous. He spread his hands and chose to get straight to the point.

"He's a horrible person, torturing people every day. How long do you think you can live? How far can your Malfoy family go on the road of glory?"

Wenxiu Lord walked leisurely in front of the man, bent down with his hands behind his back, and looked up at the man with a smirk on his face, "Why don't you follow me? Even if he falls in the future, nothing will happen to your Malfoy family. The Lord family will guarantee you."

Abraxas Malfoy heard the disgust in Wenxiu Lord's words about the man's appearance, and couldn't help but twitch his lips, and complained in his heart, "How could you describe that man's face as a ghost?"

Abraxas Malfoy, who had been deceived by Tom Riddle's appearance, eloquence and outstanding abilities and had stood on his side, felt seriously offended.

But when he lowered his head and looked at the boy's face so close to him, in the dim light, he was as beautiful as a banished angel from heaven. He felt that the boy in front of him was indeed worthy of despise. Even he, who had seen too many beauties, would hold his breath at the sight of such a face.

In silence, a misunderstanding formed a perfect closed loop.

Abraxas Malfoy took a step back and put some distance between himself and the silver-haired boy so that he could breathe more easily.

"Excuse me, Mr. Wenxiu Lord, since you know so much information, you must know that the Malfoy family is now unable to escape."

Wenxiu Lord stood up and nodded slightly, tying the wand in his hand into a flower shape. "The Malfoy family only needs to stand by my side secretly, and they don't need to do anything."

Abraxas Malfoy was a little tempted. He didn't know when he would be killed by that man. How could Luke support the huge Malfoy family business then?

"There's no such thing as a free lunch. What do you need?"

When Wenxiu Lord saw the fish taking the bait, he turned around and gave a sly smile from an angle where the man couldn't see, revealing his fox tail.

"I need you."

If the silver-haired boy had not been quite disgusted with Tom Riddle's appearance, Abraxas Malfoy might have been able to taste some ambiguity in his words.

The sunlight was dim enough now, and Abraxas Malfoy smiled bitterly, "I am in this state now, dying, what value can I bring to you?"

Wenxiu Lord shook the wand in his hand from side to side, "You are Malfoy, I need a smart and loyal person to help me manage the Muggle industry, and as long as you promise me, you don't have to die, you just need to live in the Muggle world for a while under an assumed name."

The silence between the two did not last long. Abraxas Malfoy raised his hand and stroked his cheek, which had become so thin that it was unrecognizable, feeling the pain coming from all over his body. "What should I do?"

Wenxiu Lord turned around and gave the man a bright smile, then took a few brisk steps forward and walked in front of the man.

"If he wants you to die, then you should obey his wishes and die in front of him. In his eyes, you are now just a waste that has been squeezed out of the last bit of value."

"When the time comes, I will ask Lucius to write you a letter. You will burn the letter and mix the remaining ashes with firefly juice. After drinking it, you will fall into a state of suspended animation. I guarantee that even the headmaster of St. Mungo's will not be able to detect it."

Wenxiu Lord tapped the platinum man's left forearm with the tip of his staff. "As for the one on your arm, I think the great Mr. Dumbledore will be happy to help you solve it."

Abraxas Malfoy felt the patch of skin with the Dark Mark being touched by the tip of the boy's wand. Through two layers of cloth, the already weak force felt so light that it felt like an itch.

"Should I marvel at the rich collection of books in the Lord family, or should I be surprised that you have such a deep cooperation with Dumbledore?"

The silver-haired boy curled his lips, "You should question why I chose to save you."

The platinum man readily asked, "Why did you save me?"

Wenxiu Lord did not answer his question, but turned and walked towards the door. "Go find Severus. We need to make an unbreakable vow, cunning Malfoy."

The white silk thread wrapped around the two people's clasped hands. Their wrists were turned against each other and they muttered something. With the witness of a third person, an unbreakable oath was established.

Abraxas Malfoy watched the back of Vinciu Lord as he left. The boy was held by the wrist by the gloomy Severus, who kept wiping his palm with a handkerchief.

"I didn't expect to be saved by my son's friend, Luke... Sigh."

PS: Pudding had been struggling over whether to save Abu, but later decided to save him, because Pudding didn't want to make Lucius fall in love with Vinciu Lord and feel sorry for Luke in this way that would make him heartbroken and helpless.