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The corners of his lips curled up cruelly, and the smile on Little Barty's face was chilling. He walked slowly closer and pressed the tip of his staff hard against the transparent barrier.

"What do you want to explain, Senior? Is it about the embrace or the kiss?"

Wenxiu Lord was speechless after being questioned by Little Batty. After all, in the face of facts, everything he said seemed like quibbling.

But if he didn't explain, these two would never give up. According to Barty Jr.'s personality and behavior, they might find a chance to kill Lucius.

"I...Lucius has a fever and is unconscious. He probably doesn't even know what he has done."

This explanation seemed to be of no use, because no matter how it was explained, it could not escape the fact that he was still partly lustful, otherwise, even if he had no power to fight back, he should not have accepted it so quickly.

Once again, Wenxiu Lord denounced himself as a late-stage face-obsessed person.

In the sight, Remus put away his wand and walked to the barrier, knelt on one knee, pressed his hands and forehead against the barrier, as if he was praying.

Facing the god who saved him, Remus wanted an answer.

His tone was almost humble, and it was clearly supposed to be a question, but it sounded like he was reading out a verdict on himself.

"Does Wen Xiu love him?"

With obscurity and madness churning in his eyes, Remus locked his gaze on Vinciu Lord. The beast in his heart was pounding the dilapidated iron cage frantically, ready to rush out and tear the silver-haired young man to pieces.

Upon hearing this, Little Batty's expression became even more gloomy and morbid, as if as long as Wenxiu Lord dared to say the word love, he would hold the tip of his staff through the barrier, take Wenxiu Lord away with his own hands, and lock him up forever in a cage where only he could be seen.

When Wenxiu Lord heard this question, his expression was stunned for a moment.

Love? Like love?

But it has nothing to do with sexual desire; it is love for friends and a compassion for fragile things.

This kind of feeling is probably not love.

Wenxiu Lord answered truthfully, "I don't love him, but I pity him."

Just as I love you.

Perhaps he had read out what Wenxiu Lord had not said yet, and Remus stood up. "Okay, as long as you say it, I will believe it, no matter what you say."

The reality is cruel. Some words spoken are like knives that can stab people and make them bleed.

So Remus chose not to think about it, and just ate the scabbard made of honey, deliberately ignoring the sharp blade that was already exposed in his sight.

Seeing the sadness on Remus' face, Wenxiu Lord felt distressed, but that was all.

Perhaps after Voldemort is truly dead, Wenxiu Lord will agree to the courtship of one of these men, but now, he doesn't want to delay anyone.

"I am such a despicable and stubborn person." Wenxiu Lord defined himself.

Watching Wenxiu Lord remove the spell from Lucius and then carefully and gently hold him in his arms, Little Barty raised his hand and pressed it on his left chest.

Feeling the evenly beating heart under his palm, Little Barty slowly said, "Senior, why are you so nice to them but so harsh to me?"

He felt really aggrieved. It was obvious that other people had done nothing, so why did they receive such favoritism from Wenxiu Lord? He had worked so hard for so long, but in Wenxiu Lord's eyes it was never enough.

Faced with Barty's question, Wenxiu Lord was unwilling to continue.

He got out of bed and picked up Lucius by the waist, then Wenxiu Lord lowered his defense and spoke in a calm tone.

"Am I being too harsh on you or are you just too ignorant to restrain yourself? If I hadn't been so vigilant, I'm afraid you would have crawled into my bed countless times at Hogwarts. And those gifts sent to Malfoy Manor, do you think I didn't know they were from you? You are so bold, why don't you just stand in front of Voldemort and tell him that you are greedy for my body?"

Lifting the unconscious Lucius in his arms, Wenxiu Lord quickly freed one hand and hit little Barty twice on the head, "Can't you just behave yourself?"

After walking out of the two large holes and entering the corridor, Wenxiu Lord spoke to the two people who were following him in silence.

"You two repair this wall. I'm taking Lucius to the hospital. He has a fever."

Instead of winning sympathy, he received a few scoldings. Little Barty waved his wand with a sour face, and became angrier the more he thought about it.

"Tsk, despicable and cunning Malfoy."

Remus dodged the spell shot by Barty Jr., glanced at the wall that he had just repaired but was blown apart again and became even more dilapidated, then turned and left.

He was going to the hospital to find Wen Xiu and report Little Batty.

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After only two days on the business trip, Wenxiu Lord clearly realized that this half-month business trip was like the Thames River: the imagination was beautiful, but the reality was terrible and could not be worse.

After finishing his work and returning to England to see Tom Riddle, he actually felt damn relaxed.

What a hell.

Tom Riddle supported Wenxiu Lord who couldn't wait to jump on him, and suddenly felt curious about what he had experienced during the business trip for half a month that made him lose so much weight in such a short time.

"I haven't seen you for half a month. What has Wen Xiu been through? He has lost so much weight."

The shirts all look a bit empty.

Hearing the man's question, Wenxiu Lord's mind flashed back to what he had experienced in the past few days.

Taking care of the patients, the temptation on a full moon night, little Barty's daily seduction, and Lucius's subconscious intimacy and hesitation after he woke up.

Just thinking about it, Wenxiu Lord felt his head was as big as a bucket, and he couldn't help but hug Tom Riddle tighter.

But I dare not accidentally make eye contact with him and have my memory read.

Smelling the bloody smell rushing into his nose, Wenxiu Lord's brows twisted into a frown. It had only been half a month since they last saw each other, and Voldemort had secretly killed someone again behind his back.

"Norway is so cold that I got a fever on the third day. Luckily the Lord didn't go."

Climbing onto Tom Riddle's shoulders, Wenxiu Lord lifted the mask that was in the way and buried his head in the crook of his neck. "Has anyone been disobedient again these days? The Lord doesn't smell good anymore."

The frivolous words made Tom Riddle's face slightly cold. He covered the back of Wenxiu Lord's head with his palm and spoke in a flat voice with a cruel tone.

"The Death Eaters captured several members of the Order of the Phoenix. I killed one of them. The rest were locked up in the basement of Malfoy Manor. Do you want to go and take a look, Wenxiu?"

Because of his words, the pupils of Wenxiu Lord's beautiful silver-gray eyes shrank sharply, and the blood in his body was about to coagulate.

Taking Tom Riddle's hand and walking to the double sofa next to him, Wenxiu Lord held him in his arms and sat him in his arms, his voice filled with a lack of interest and laziness.

"No, the basement is smelly and dirty, what's there to see? Doesn't Fudi miss me? He's forcing me to go to work right after I get back."

Ever since the difference in their body sizes narrowed, Vinciu Lord often hugged Voldemort like a life-size pillow, and over time, Voldemort got used to it.

Tom Riddle raised his legs and found a comfortable position in Wenxiu Lord's arms. He played with his wand with great interest, and his other hand intentionally or unintentionally played with the ends of the silver-haired young man's hair.

"My Wenxiu, of course I miss you, but among these members of the Order of the Phoenix, there seems to be someone you know. Isn't Wenxiu curious?"

The scarlet eyes stared at the silver-haired young man's face, trying to catch the expression he didn't want to see.

Unfortunately, the expression on Vinciu Lord's face remained indifferent. Even when Tom Riddle said that there were his friends among the captured members of the Order of the Phoenix, he did not show any worry.

"Does Voldy want me to go? If you don't want me to, then I won't go. He's just a friend, and he joined the Order of the Phoenix. How can it be more important than making Voldy happy?"

These ruthless words made Tom Riddle extremely satisfied. "Go and have a look. Help me persuade him to rebel."

The silver-gray color was dyed red. Wenxiu Lord stared at Tom Riddle for a long time, then slowly forced a smile and said, "Okay."