The Charles Becomes a Wizard

Silence, dead silence.

There was no sound in the entire courtroom except Barty Crouch's painful cries.

The wizards raised their wands high and looked at Sebastian with obvious vigilance and anger in their eyes.

Before today, these arrogant and self-important wizards had never thought that they, who had been in high positions for a long time and were very powerful, would be forced to this point. This could be considered a great shame and humiliation for them.

They wanted to teach this man a lesson for daring to ignore their authority.

No one knew who started it, but spell after spell gushed out from the tip of the wand, overlapping and entangled in the air, almost forming a dense net, and moving towards the man in black.

Sebastian dodged above the fence nimbly with graceful and light movements, as if he was dancing a fast-paced waltz. The tail of his tuxedo flew up and down with his movements, drawing graceful lines in the air as he chanted various spells.

No one could see clearly how he moved. In short, he took the wands in the wizards' hands one by one into his palm.

When Sebastian got the last wand, he stopped and his clean leather shoes made a light "click" sound as they stepped on the wooden fence. The tall demon held the wand in one hand and pressed the other hand on his chest, as if he was taking a curtain call, and bowed slightly to Charles who was still sitting on the judgement stand.

The wizards who could only see his back:...

This feeling of being looked down upon really makes people angry!

Ciel glanced at Sebastian, who seemed to be having a lot of fun, and turned his attention to the wizards who looked a little uneasy because their wands had been taken away.

"May I ask what you think of Mr. Crouch's impending exile to Azkaban?"

The boy's voice was gentle and polite, and although it did sound like a question,...

The wizards looked at the man in black holding a magic wand, and their minds suddenly recalled the scene where the man broke Barty Crouch's wand, so they swallowed back the words that were about to come out of their mouths.

Any opinions? Of course I do! Although Barty Crouch has violated many laws of the wizarding world, he is a member of the Wizengamot. Even if he needs to pay the price for what he has done, it should be decided by all members of the Wizengamot!

An outsider has no right to interfere in the internal affairs of the Wizengamot!

But they dare not say this now.

On the one hand, she is afraid of the other party's ghostly figure and cold and ruthless methods. On the other hand, the existence of this man himself may be a miracle!

Let’s not talk about the character of the Wizengamot members, but their strength is guaranteed. Even Dumbledore couldn’t easily escape from the fierce siege just now.

What's more, the wizards saw with their own eyes that the mysterious man in front of them was hit by the killing curse, but now he is still standing here alive and well!

According to common sense, there is no spell or magic item that can resist the Killing Curse except for sacrificial magic.

The wizards present had profound attainments in the study of magic. After so many years of research, they were naturally excited to come across a special case.

They were eager to know the reason why the other party was able to escape from the Killing Curse. Compared with this secret, Barty Crouch, who had been exhausted by his son, was not that important.

A man with unfathomable strength and a man who doesn't follow the rules. Barty Crouch is of course the one who was abandoned.

The wizards whose wands were taken away exchanged opinions with their eyes, and then agreed to the solution proposed by Sebastian.

As for the fact that Ciel was suspected of killing multiple adult wizards?

All the judges agreed that he was framed. It was absolutely impossible for an underage wizard to have such strength!

As for whether it was possible that the deacon named Sebastian did it...

Well, this must be impossible!

So Charles was acquitted and released in court with everyone's tacit consent.

When Lucius got the news and rushed back to the Ministry of Magic, he saw Ciel having a great conversation with a group of wizards.

Lucius:......

Lucius straightened his hair and walked towards them at a leisurely pace. After a brief greeting, he offered to take Ciel home "on the way".

"Then I'll trouble you, Mr. Malfoy." Ciel responded, turned around and took Sebastian to catch up with Lucius.

"Mr. Phantomhive." Someone suddenly called him from behind.

"Hmm?" Charles tilted his head, and after meeting the man's burning gaze, he acted as if he had suddenly realized something.

"Sorry, I forgot." Ciel called out with a smile. "Sebastian."

"Yes." Sebastian, who had been silent, took a step forward, and Lucius realized that he had more than a dozen wands in his hands.

Lucius:......

Looking at the great wizards belonging to the Wizengamot who had consciously lined up in front of Sebastian, how could Lucius not know where those wands came from?

Lucius' pupils trembled violently and he almost couldn't help wanting to scream.

In just a few hours, what on earth did you and your butler do to these wizards who always look down on others?

"Mr. Malfoy?" After everyone left, Ciel looked up at Lucius who was almost petrified. "You can leave now."

"Ah, okay..."

The platinum noble nodded blankly and led Ciel and Sebastian to the hall.

Then, they met Dumbledore, who looked even older, in the hall. The moment he saw Dumbledore, Lucius instantly perked up.

"As expected, I met an acquaintance." Charles muttered softly.

Sebastian smiled and replied, "Of course, you are always right."

"Oh, Mr. Phantomhive, long time no see." After exchanging wits with Lucius, Dumbledore naturally turned his attention to Ciel.

"Mr. Dumbledore, long time no see. You seem to be doing well recently." Charles put on a polite yet distant smile and spoke insincere lies.

"Mr. Phantomhive appears in the Ministry of Magic because of something? Perhaps I can help." Dumbledore looked at Charles with his azure eyes hidden behind his half-moon glasses.

"You seem so sure that something happened to me..." Ciel stepped back and looked straight back.

"Oh, I just heard some news."

"Mr. Dumbledore, do you also think that..."

"No, my child, I believe you didn't do those things. If you need help, you can tell me directly." Dumbledore winked at Charles. "I still have some small privileges in the Ministry of Magic."