Wenxiu Lord always felt he must have been cursed by something.
Whenever the end-of-term long holiday arrived, he always managed to find things to keep himself busy.
He truly never had a moment to rest.
Look at this—barely a month into the semester, and Wenxiu Lord had already piled a mountain of tasks onto his own plate.
He spent all his free time hugging books to study, and in his usual hours, he went out to fulfill the grand promises he had previously made to Voldemort: subduing the werewolves under Fenrir's command.
Fortunately, Seb had long since mastered the movements of the werewolves, especially this unregistered, vicious pack under Fenrir.
Taking Seb with him, Wenxiu Lord tracked them down one by one according to the addresses on the list, subduing them with brute force before resorting to a mix of threats and enticements.
He had to admit, being a bad guy felt genuinely exhilarating, and doing bad things under the banner of the Death Eaters was even more thrilling.
Within half a month, all those werewolves had completely turned into the thugs under Wenxiu Lord's command.
They went wherever they were pointed and were exceptionally obedient.
Aside from studying and subduing werewolves, Wenxiu Lord would occasionally use work as an excuse to return to Lord Manor.
He would chat with a few people for a bit, check on Severus and Remus to see how they were doing recently and make sure they hadn't forgotten to eat because of work.
By the way, he would chase James …
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