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Every breath of air in the empty corridor smelled of compound potions.

There was a slight but abrupt sound of wood colliding with wood, echoing in empty circles in the corridor.

Two people appeared with the sound, breaking the silence and injecting a hint of rose scent into the air that smelled of compound potion.

Sirius was so angry that he was about to die. Wenxiu Lord vented his dissatisfaction with actions in this corridor where silence was required.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Sirius wanted to leave the silver-haired boy. If the two were alone, he would definitely hand himself over to Vinciu Lord. However, this was the corridor of St. Mungo's and he didn't know when someone would come. If other people saw him being grabbed by the collar and punished, then his reputation would be ruined.

He held Wenxiu Lord's hand, and let it fall on his hair, which he had just straightened, and his warm gray eyes stared at the young man with blinking eyes.

It seemed to be saying: Touch me, don’t be angry anymore.

He wanted to get away with it again, but this time Wenxiu Lord did not do as he wished. This was not a suitable place for conversation. The silver-haired boy withdrew his hand and led the people down the stairs.

It was not until they reached the lobby on the first floor that the noise filled their ears again. Wenxiu Lord finally started to lecture them, "Sirius, you were so rude just now!"

He looked so angry, like a fox with its claws bared, and the corners of his eyes widened due to anger, revealing more white.

There was a lamp above the two men's heads, and the light fell straight down. Sirius, who pretended to be obedient and listened to the lecture, noticed that Wenxiu Lord's eyelashes were really thick and long, which gave the boy a natural eyeliner.

Such a beautiful view was actually because of Sally Bourne. When Sirius thought about it, he wanted to go back and give him some good beatings.

Let Sally Bourne realize that Vince Lord is the person he, Sirius Black, likes, and not someone that anyone can covet.

I was calculating so loudly in my mind that I didn't notice that the voice next to me had disappeared.

The reason why Wenxiu Lord stopped talking was that he was completely tired. The person in front of him would not listen to a word he said anyway, and even if he did, he would not do it.

The freedom to do what I want and act as I please.

This was the result of the connivance of Regulus and Wenxiu Lord.

"Forget it, I'd better ask Sebastian to send more apologies later."

The silver-haired boy thought so and indulged Sirius once again.

The daydreaming boy formulated a perfect plan to expel Sally Burne in his mind. When he came to his senses, he noticed that the voice in his ear had stopped for an unknown period of time.

I pretended to be listening attentively, and then I saw the person in front of me closed his eyes speechlessly, took two deep breaths, and finally couldn't help laughing.

"Okay, stop acting." The index finger tapped Sirius' forehead, and the warmth was neither light nor heavy, as light as a boy's smile.

Sirius raised his hand to cover his forehead, pouting his lips with a look of grievance. If you didn't know, you would have thought it was some new species of black carp.

"Wen Xiu, you actually lectured me for so long because of him. My injury was caused by him. My collarbone hurt so much at that time."

The silver-haired boy had a smile on his face and looked at him calmly with his arms folded. "So what do you want? We'll both be in St. Mungo's now. You can stay in the hospital for two more days?"

The two of them stood in the corner, and the noise around them was so chaotic that they couldn't hear each other's words unless they stood close to each other.

This also led to no one paying attention to the situation here.

Sirius took a step forward. After a year of growth, the two were now almost the same height.

Their faces were so close that their noses were almost touching, and their breath sprayed hotly on the face of the person opposite them.

Sirius licked his lips, and Wenxiu Lord saw the strong expectation in his eyes and heard the desire expressed in the vibration of his vocal cords.

"If my beloved Wenxiu is willing to give me a kiss right now, I think my broken heart might be healed."

His eardrums felt numb and the sensation spread throughout his body along the nerves, giving him goose bumps. Wenxiu Lord felt that he should go to the cardiology department to see a doctor. He seemed to have an irregular heartbeat, otherwise why would it suddenly beat so fast?

Reaching out his hand and forcefully pushing Sirius away, Wenxiu Lord took a few steps back to distance himself from him, "Why are you getting so close all of a sudden!"

He took a deep breath and felt his accelerated heartbeat calm down a lot.

"It turns out that we were standing too close to each other just now, and I am a little short of oxygen." Wenxiu Lord has always been good at self-deception and quickly calmed himself down.

In front of Wenxiu Lord, Sirius's face was his most advantageous weapon. He thought he could successfully seduce him into a kiss, but he didn't expect the boy to push him away directly.

He sighed heavily in dissatisfaction, but since his goal had been achieved and Wenxiu Lord had completely forgotten about Sally Bourne, Sirius did not intend to go further as usual.

Next up is some alone time for the two of them, there's plenty of opportunity, right?

He took hold of Wenxiu Lord's wrist and led him toward the entrance where sunlight shone.

"Don't be angry, Wen Xiu, let's go eat. This is our first date. I know a good restaurant. Let's go."

No matter how bright the sun is, there are always places where it cannot reach, where there lives darkness that is in perfect inverse proportion to the sunlight.

Wenxiu Lord looked at Sirius' back, and the boy returned to his usual carefree and unrestrained self, as if the boy standing in the corner looking dangerous and attractive just now was just Wenxiu Lord's illusion.

Diagon Alley doesn't seem to be doing very good business today. Compared to the last time when it was packed with people, it's almost noon now and there are not many people in the restaurants and shops along the street.

Of course, Wenxiu Lord knew the reason, and Sebastian would never let go of this news.

The secret murders against Muggles began to spread to the wizarding world.

A Muggle-born Ministry of Magic official has been tortured to death in his own home.

The victim's body was discovered by a colleague who was on good terms with the victim, because this person's parents were both Muggles, and the Ministry of Magic stipulated that wizards must stay in the wizarding world after graduating from Hogwarts.

The victim did not have a lover, and if he had not been late for work on weekdays, causing dissatisfaction among his superiors, the victim's body would probably not have been found so quickly.

When Aurors were investigating the crime scene, they found human tissues of the victim in the living room, kitchen, and bedroom of the house. To put it simply, they were stuck everywhere.

Only the head was cut off and perfectly preserved, placed on the coffee table in the living room.

His mouth was opened as wide as possible, with the corners of his mouth torn, as if he was shouting for help in pain before dying.

The eyeball bulged out like an inappropriately sized ping-pong ball, the pupil was dilated, the iris was cloudy, and the white of the eye was bloodshot.

Blood was oozing from all his orifices and his expression was extremely ferocious.

The first Auror who pushed open the door and saw this scene ran away in disgust and vomited in some corner before he even took a step inside.

Nkechi covered his mouth and nose, raised his wand and walked into the room. He was so disgusted by the scene that he retched continuously. However, his condition was better. At least he did not run away, nor did he actually vomit.

Baivian followed closely with a notebook and a quill in his hand. When he saw this scene, his brows were tied in a knot. With a grim expression, he cast a spell to block out the unpleasant smell of excrement and blood in the air.

Seeing Nkechi pointing at him and throwing a shot of 'Lack of Smell' at him, he saw that his good brother's face looked 0.0001 better.

It took them a while to adapt before they could work normally.

The massacre of Ministry of Magic officials attracted great attention from the top brass of the Ministry, especially when they learned that the victim was of Muggle descent and saw the photos of the crime scene taken by N'Kage. Minister Millicent, who had long been suspicious, took it even more seriously.

There was no other reason. On the coffee table where the head was placed, there was a sentence written with the victim's blood, "You lowly Muggle blood, damn it."

Perhaps it was because his hands were also stained with red that could never be washed off, when Wenxiu Lord saw the news, there was surprisingly no emotion in his mind.

Just calmly thinking, 'Tom Riddle is about to take action against the wizarding world.'