HP has a villain system but has become a popular character

When you walk into the lobby, you will see everyone busy and walking hurriedly. Occasionally, a few people are sitting on chairs, looking depressed or tired.

Few people in the crowd smiled, and the noise was so loud that one could barely make out a few loud shouts of therapists and the crying of children.

It was obvious that this cold wave not only knocked down many young wizards in Hogwarts, but also many people in the wizarding world.

The superior looks and attire of Wenxiu Lord and Sirius did not attract much attention from anyone. At most, a hint of surprise flashed in their eyes before they looked away.

Here, life is equally fragile.

The two walked to the reception desk. Each medical technician had two or three notebooks in front of him, and a feather pen automatically recorded the information of people coming and going.

The medical technician raised his head when he saw two figures appear on the table in front of him.

"Wenxiu Lord?!" The chief medical officer in front of the two men could only be described as both old and young.

Although she is not very old, the dark circles under her eyes are as dark as if she was punched in the eye socket, and her skin is terribly bad. It is obvious that she did not get enough rest and damaged her skin barrier.

His lifeless eyes finally brightened up a bit after seeing Wenxiu Lord.

Wenxiu Lord didn't recognize who this person was at first.

He stood there motionless for a long time before he dug out a person from his memory who could barely be equated with this medical technician.

After hearing his name being called out, the man became noticeably more energetic, at least he seemed to be out of the brink of sudden death.

"It's been almost a year since graduation. I didn't expect you would still remember me, Lord."

The man smiled shyly, and two red spots appeared on his young old face.

Sirius dissatisfiedly blocked Wenxiu Lord behind him, and tapped the podium with his unhappy fingers, making a rhythmic tapping sound.

"Where is Sally Bourne?" Wenxiu Lord poked his head out from behind him. "Sirius and I are here to visit the patient."

When the medical technician heard what Wenxiu Lord said, he trusted him and did not ask too many questions. He waved his wand and flipped through the notebook. The papers rustled, and the paper recording Sally Bourne's hospitalization information stood still in the air.

"Sally Bourne is in Ward 403 of the Orthopedics Department. When you arrive at the floor, go straight ahead and turn left at the second corridor corner. Go straight to the end."

This medical technician, who had just graduated for less than a year, was considerate and pointed out the direction for the two of them.

Wenxiu Lord thanked him gently and gentlemanly, and then was dragged away by the jealous Sirius.

The two disappeared around the corner of the corridor, and the man withdrew his gaze. An older-looking medical technician came up to him and asked curiously, "Wenxiu Lord is as good-looking as the photo in the newspaper."

The two of them were chatting while working, and the man just now retorted, "You are obviously more beautiful in person. Is your eyesight bad because you have been staying up late these days?"

"Go away, you have poor eyesight. How can you speak to your senior like that, you rude brat."

The middle-aged healer stroked his smooth head with some regret, "He is rich, handsome, and kind-hearted. He donated a lot of money to St. Mungo's. I wish my daughter could be two years younger."

"It seems that your eyesight is not bad, but your brain is confused." He didn't say the other half of the sentence, 'Even if your daughter is really young, you have no chance, you have to give birth to a son.'

"You're itching for trouble, aren't you?" The middle-aged medical practitioner raised his wand while his other hand was still working.

The young medical technician also kept working while begging for mercy, "No, no, no, I was wrong. When I'm done with this busy period, didn't the higher-ups say they'd give me a bonus? I'll treat you to a meal so you can calm down."

"I do not know how?"

"It's posted on the wall at the door. It was funded by the Lord family."

The middle-aged medical teacher sighed, "It seems that his eyesight is really not good. I didn't see it this morning. No, I have to report a work injury."

Fourth floor corridor.

The doors of the rows of wards were tightly closed, and the air was filled with a sickly smell in silence.

The two of them arrived at their destination smoothly according to the young medical technician's description.

The person on the hospital bed was leaning against the head of the bed, his pale, bloodless skin staring absentmindedly at the swaying branches outside the window.

This was the scene that Wenxiu Lord saw through the small window on the door.

The young man in the ward seemed to sense something and turned his head, his calm eyes filled with joy and shyness. After noticing Sirius beside Wenxiu Lord, the joy in his eyes dimmed a little.

'She really looks like a little chipmunk,' thought Vincent Lord when he saw Sally Bourne like this, and with a gentle smile he pushed the door and walked into the ward.

"Bourne, Sirius and I are here to see how you are recovering."

As kind and gentle as the smile on the silver-haired boy's face was, as stinky was the expression on Sirius' face beside him.

This vague hostility and rejection, the murderous intent he noticed that day was indeed not an illusion.

"Oh, interesting." Sirius grinned exaggeratedly, but his eyes were cold and there was no trace of smile.

"Yeah, I came to see how you're recovering. I heard it was pretty serious. I hope you didn't hurt your head."

Sally Bourne sat on the hospital bed, his hands moving diligently as if he was the one visiting the patient. He took out the snacks and fruits he had received in the past two days and placed them in front of Wenxiu Lord, while not forgetting to perfunctorily answer Sirius.

"Thank you for your concern, Mr. Black. I am fine now."

"I didn't expect Lorde to come visit me. I didn't prepare anything. I hope you like these candies and snacks."

After saying this, all his courage was used up. Pink climbed up to the tips of his ears on his pale face. He lowered his head in embarrassment and dared not look, leaving only a whorl of hair visible to the two men.

Wenxiu Lord laughed in silence, suppressed the desire to reach out and rub the boy's head, picked up an orange, peeled it and handed it to the boy.

"The two of us coming to visit the patient has kept him busy."

Sally Boone lowered her head not because she was shy, but because she was too excited and could not hide the emotions in her eyes.

Especially when he received the oranges wrapped by Wenxiu Lord himself, he was so excited that he wanted to take Wenxiu Lord for himself right now.

Having gotten the result he wanted to know, Sirius now just wanted to take Vince Lord away. This Sally Bourne was not a good person.

From this angle, he could see the emotions gushing out of the boy's eyes, and he sneered in his heart. 'He's really good at pretending in front of Wen Xiu Lord.'

Wenxiu Lord sat on a chair beside the bed, eating snacks and listening to the two people chatting. He was in a hurry when he came here and didn't have time to eat breakfast, so he was a little hungry.

The silver-gray eyes fell on the little bird outside the window. It chirped and preened its feathers, and flew away after a while.

As I was lost in thought, the conversation between the two people next to me was not very pleasant.

One appears to care about someone openly but is actually sarcastic in secret, while the other is no less so, portraying himself as cowardly and pathetic in every word and sentence.

The rebellious boy looked down upon such despicable means. He sneered and turned away in a cool manner.

Wenxiu Lord finally came to his senses. Seeing this, he looked apologetic towards Sally Bourne, apologized briefly and said a few words of comfort before chasing after her.

The boy on the hospital bed looked weak and sickly, with freckles on his pale face and obvious cheekbones.

He just stared at the empty door.

He knew that there was only a wall across the door, and there stood the person into whom he had poured all his twisted love.

Wenxiu Lord walked into the ward again. Sally Bourne's expression did not change at all. She was still shy and guilty. When she saw that it was him, there was a hint of joy on her face. After seeing the arm on his shoulder, a thick mist quickly condensed in the bottom of her bright eyes.

"Lord, are you ready to leave?"

There was a strong sense of reluctance and a hidden desire to retain him in his words.

The silver-haired boy didn't understand the implication of Sally Bourne's words and nodded, "Yeah. It's getting late, you should have a good rest, we'll leave first."

The young man leaned against the hospital bed and raised the corners of his mouth weakly. Just saying goodbye took all his strength.

"Goodbye Lord, Mr. Black. I will cheer for you two at the Quidditch match in a few days."

The boy's words embellished Wenxiu Lord's brows with tenderness, and even the tone of his reply slowed down involuntarily. "Okay, you must get better soon."

Without waiting for the two to say a few more words, Sirius slid his arm from Wenxiu Lord's shoulder and wrapped it around the boy's shoulder. He turned around with him impatiently, saying that time was running out.

Sally Bourne did not try to persuade them to stay, but just looked at the two of them.

The window in the ward opened, and a gust of wind blew in, rushing across the curtains, as if the young man wanted to grab the last corner of Wenxiu Lord's clothes.

It's a pity that the wind was too light, and the silver-haired boy who was leaving didn't even feel any emotions in the wind.

The door of the ward was closed, and the wind outside the window was reluctant to come in and stay.

After a long time, so long that Sally Bourne felt the soreness in her cervical vertebrae and the stinging pain and bloodshot in the whites of her eyes, she turned her head and closed her eyes.

Anyone who attempts to snatch Wenxiu Lord away deserves to die. He is his moonlight, and only his moonlight.

A strong murderous intent spread, and darkness was growing in the white ward.