The Charles Becomes a Wizard

"Heh." The boy's light laughter echoed in the room.

With his neatly trimmed nails embedded in his palms, Snape thought of several reasons that could convince Charles to cooperate with him, but he rejected them one by one.

The man, who was almost risking everything, pursed his lips, his heart sinking, but he still straightened his back, as if he wanted to maintain his little remaining dignity.

Yes, in the eyes of others, his current behavior is no different from betraying Dumbledore. How could a person who is meticulous and scheming believe a traitor who has betrayed him many times?

Snape lowered his eyelids to hide the self-mockery in his eyes.

But what Charles said next was clearly beyond his expectations.

"How long will you protect him? I don't think you will ask me to protect him until he dies of old age." Charles put down his teacup and placed his ten fingers on his lips in a tower shape.

"Of course not." Snape responded quickly, "As long as he graduates from Hogwarts."

As long as the Potter brat can grow up safely, he will not interfere in what happens next.

When you reach adulthood...

Ciel turned his head to look at Sebastian who was standing next to him.

Sebastian, noticing Ciel's gaze, bent down and whispered in his ear, "Master?"

"No, nothing." Charles withdrew his gaze.

With this demon, Ciel can ensure that Harry will not encounter any life-threatening situations during his stay at Hogwarts...

However, Charles was not sure whether he would survive to adulthood.

"I can assure you that as long as I exist in this world, I will do my best to protect Harry before he turns seventeen." The boy with outstanding looks said in a leisurely tone.

Snape did not miss Ciel's subconscious action just now, and the deep meaning in his words...

Snape glanced at the black-clad butler who was standing quietly on the side, shrouded in layers of mist. He wanted to say something, but in the end it turned into just one sentence.

"What... do you need from me?"

"Except for some things that you need to keep secret from Mr. Dumbledore, I hope that Professor Snape can become the Phantomhive family's potion master. During your lifetime, you need to provide a certain amount of potions to the Phantomhive family every year. Of course, the family will provide you with the materials and research funds needed to make potions. In return, your research results need to be and can only be shared with the Phantomhive family."

Ciel wanted to leave some trump cards for the family. Although Phantomhive's influence in the wizarding world is currently developing quite well thanks to the Malfoy family, who knows whether they and the Malfoys will become competitors in the future?

It's always good to keep some trump cards. Once Snape can research something special, Phantomhive might be able to monopolize the entire wizarding world like the Potter family did back then!

Even if it fails, the secret formula developed by a potion master of Snape's level is priceless in the wizarding world.

The conditions proposed by Charles were actually a bit harsh. After all, all the formulas were the result of his hard work. Who would be willing to share them with others for free?

But Snape agreed immediately and even breathed a sigh of relief.

He was not afraid of Charles directly stating his demands. After working under Dumbledore for so many years, he was deeply aware that people who did not make any demands at the beginning were more terrifying.

"Well, next," Ciel stood up and stretched out his arms to Snape, "let's sign the Unbreakable Vow."

Snape didn't say anything more. He stood up silently and held the boy's arm.

......

It was drizzling outside. Charles stood in front of the window, watching the figure wrapped in a black robe disappear around the corner.

It’s not that Ciel intended to torment Snape, but ever since Ciel came back from the Ministry of Magic, both Phantomhive Manor and the annex had been cast with spells by the wizards hired by Vincent to prevent Disapparation for safety reasons, so if Snape wanted to leave, he had to leave the house first.

"Master." After putting away the teacups, Sebastian slowly walked behind Charles, his vertical pupils flashing a dark red light staring closely at the boy with his back to him.

"Hmm?" Ciel responded casually, only to bump into Sebastian's chest when he turned around.

He stumbled and was about to fall backwards, but was grabbed by the waist by a demon dressed in black and pulled back.

"What are you going to do!" Charles frowned, with a hint of panic on his face. He raised one hand to push away Sebastian who was so close to him, but his wrist was grabbed again.

too close......

The warm breath hit his face, and Charles couldn't help but lean back. He growled fiercely, "What are you crazy about?"

"How greedy, young master..." the demon whispered softly, easily suppressing all of the boy's struggles.

"What are you talking about? Let me go!"

"Even though I'm already here," Sebastian's face kept getting bigger and bigger in his field of vision, and then Ciel felt something cold touching his eyelids.

"But he is still greedy and wants to sign a contract with others."