The Charles Becomes a Wizard

The forest, which has never seen sunlight all year round, is cold and damp, and the air is filled with a faint smell of decay.

Charles tried hard to open his eyes, but found that it was pitch black in front of him and he could hardly see anything. The demon holding him in his arms obviously did not have this problem. He jumped over various vines and dead branches lightly, as if he was walking on flat ground.

After being deprived of vision, his other senses became extremely sensitive. Ciel could feel the cold and moist mist, hear the tiny chirping of insects in the woods, and the light sound of Sebastian's leather shoes stepping on the fallen leaves.

and many more......

Ciel, who had been leaning on Sebastian's shoulder, straightened his back.

Something is wrong!

Why could he hear such a subtle sound, but couldn't hear any fighting or even a werewolf's howl?

Could it be that he has already...

Last year Ginny Weasley was injured, and this year another assistant teacher died?

Can this castle, which is said to be used to protect young wizards, ever be repaired? !

"Master," the devil's deep voice sounded in his ears, "I found it."

"Where?" Charles came back to his senses subconsciously, "He's still alive..."

"What is this!" The boy's voice was not loud, but it sounded particularly sharp in this silent forest. His voice cut through the dark night sky and startled a flock of birds.

Charles didn't care about this at the moment. He looked at the huge cocoon hanging from the branch, wrapped tightly. His deep blue eyes trembled violently with surprise.

"If I'm not mistaken, this should be Mr. Lupin." Sebastian raised his hand and touched his chin.

"Put him down first."

No matter whether the person inside is dead or alive, we have to take him back first...

"As ordered."

A cold light flashed, and the white cocoon fell to the ground with a muffled sound.

Charles just glanced at it casually and then looked away.

"Take it back."

As for what to do with the materials after you bring them back, it is better to let the professors decide.

"Master."

"what?"

"We seem to be surrounded." Sebastian said in a calm tone in the darkness.

"what?"

Surrounded by what?

It was still pitch black in front of him. Charles frowned, tilted his head and listened carefully. Sure enough, he heard a rustling sound coming from the surroundings. He paused, then took out a flashlight from his waist.

A blinding white light instantly illuminated the area.

The sight that came into view made Charles feel horrified, and he felt a chill running down his spine.

There were spiders everywhere, big and small, densely packed everywhere. They had eight huge eyes on their heads, and the chelicerae on the top of their heads kept wriggling and making clicking sounds, as if they were communicating something with their companions. Under the four pairs of long legs were sharp claws. With the help of the flashlight, Charles could clearly see the hair covering them.

These spiders have obviously been in the Forbidden Forest for a long time and have successfully developed into a very large population...

It seemed as if they had entered each other's lair.

Xia Erqiang calmly analyzed...

Calm down!

Is it really okay to allow such a dangerous creature to live so close to the young wizard?

From time to time, little wizards come into this forbidden forest to explore.

They caught all the werewolves!

Dumbledore had been the headmaster for nearly fifty years, but he really didn't know anything?

Again, I wonder if Hogwarts can ever be better?

Ciel took a deep breath, his fingers subconsciously clenching the fabric on Sebastian's shoulders.

Sebastian and Ciel were surrounded in the center, but for some reason the spiders did not attack immediately, as if they were waiting for something.

Soon, Charles knew what they were waiting for.

"Oh, it looks like there are new guests tonight." An old and vague voice came from behind.

Charles looked back and saw a huge spider slowly poking its head out from under the tangled tree roots. One of its eyes was even bigger than Charles's fists.

This should be the leader of this group of spiders.

Although he had never seen a talking spider before, Charles didn't intend to say much to it.

"Sebastian, take Assistant Professor Lupin with you, let's go!"

"Leave? Since you're already here, then just stay." said the big spider.

"My children listen to me and rarely go to the outskirts of the Forbidden Forest, but how can I bear to let them refuse the delicious food that is delivered to their doorstep?"

It's just a mere arthropod, and you want to treat him as food?

Ciel's brows furrowed and he raised his chin slightly: "Sebastian, this is an order, kill it!"

"Yes, my lord."

The butler, dressed in pitch black, jumped high up and broke off a branch, then instantly turned into a streak of shadow and pounced towards the big spider. The other spiders, sensing his intention, rushed forward, waving their long legs and wriggling their huge, fanged claws to pounce on him.

The spiders' hard exoskeletons were easily broken by ordinary branches, and fishy mucus splashed out. Soon, Sebastian's front was covered with broken limbs and debris.

"My children! You will pay for this!" The largest one howled miserably and moved forward on his own initiative.

It is so large that its flexibility is not an advantage at all.

Seeing it coming to him, Sebastian showed a cruel smile at the corner of his lips. He jumped a few times to avoid the spiders that kept pouncing on them. Then, with a "puff", the branch pierced into the spider's head and nailed its huge body to the ground.

A shrill howl came from the spider's mouth. Its feet kept struggling, and its sharp claws left deep marks on the ground, but it was still unable to free its body from the branch.

The other spiders who heard the sound became obviously more manic and continued to rush towards Sebastian and Ciel.

"Although it's not the real you, your appearance reminds me of some not-so-good memories." Sebastian said politely, and the silver knife in his hand reappeared, and he cut off each of the spider's limbs amid its wailing.

"Do you hate spiders?" Charles, who was being held in his arms, suddenly asked.

He remembered that this demon didn't seem to have this problem before.

"No." Sebastian looked at the ignorant young master in his arms and laughed softly. "I have no problem with spiders."

He had already dealt with the shameless thief who tried to steal other people's food. Now he was just a little angry because of what the spider said...

But not everyone is qualified to covet his young master.

"Oh." Charles gave him a suspicious look.

Having said that, the malice in me is almost overflowing!