The Charles Becomes a Wizard

A few more days passed in a depressing atmosphere.

Charles' busy and fulfilling vacation is about to come to an end.

As usual, Eric accompanied Ciel to Diagon Alley to buy things needed for the start of school.

Something's wrong! Something is very wrong!

Eric's eyes flickered between Ciel and Sebastian.

Something must have happened between this master and servant that I don’t know about!

Even though it seemed that the way they got along was not much different from before, he could see that the atmosphere would become stiff from time to time.

I don't know what happened, but...

Eric, who had a filter of 800 meters and felt that his brother could not be wrong, narrowed his eyes and looked at the back of the black-clad butler walking beside Charles.

He must have made Charles angry!

"Eric, what are you doing?" Charles turned around when he noticed that Eric had not caught up with him.

"coming."

Hearing Charles' voice, Eric instantly suppressed his evil thoughts, put on a bright smile and rushed towards his beloved brother.

Sebastian noticed Eric's inexplicable hostility towards him.

Well, it was so obvious to Eric that it was hard for him to pretend not to see it even if he wanted to.

Although he did not take Eric's little tricks seriously, the devil with a bad taste was always happy to cause trouble to his young master over some harmless little things.

Sebastian looked at the boy who once again pushed himself away from the young master, and then looked at the young master who complained but still obediently let him put his arm around him.

Then......

Without hesitation, he went around to the other side of the Shire.

Sebastian met Eric's provocative gaze with a gentle smile, and it seemed as if lightning could be seen crackling where their eyes met.

The two of them separated Charles from the crowded crowd on the left and right, and then they started "arguing" with each other across Charles.

Of course, as a qualified deacon, Sebastian would never do such a disrespectful thing as quarreling in the street, but this did not prevent the knowledgeable and long-awaited old devil from choking Eric with a humble and polite tone, leaving him speechless.

Ciel, who was caught in the middle and under the surround attack: ...

To be honest, he just wanted to find a quiet place to stay.

"enough."

Before the two of them started a new round of "argument", Ciel pinched his aching brow and glared at Sebastian.

Sebastian kept his mouth shut under Ciel's death gaze, while Eric, feeling that he had the upper hand, excitedly dragged Ciel around.

Although the unchanging Diagon Alley is nothing new to Eric, the opportunity to go shopping with Ciel is a rare opportunity!

Because it was the beginning of the school year, Ciel met many Hogwarts classmates along the way. Given that the Phantomhive family, to which Ciel belonged, had provided many jobs for the wizarding world in the past two years, many young wizards who were about to enter the seventh grade took the initiative to stop and say hello to him.

However, since everyone wanted to shop, it didn't take long. After a brief greeting, they went their separate ways.

"Ciel, do you think that's the savior?" Eric bent his elbow and nudged Ciel's arm, motioning him to look at the crowd. After glancing at Harry standing with Sirius from a distance, Eric commented, touching his chin.

"Now he finally doesn't look like a poor little thing living under someone else's roof."

Harry had grown taller than before, and his gloomy temperament had mostly disappeared. His fitted casual clothes were embroidered with faint dark patterns in gold thread, and even the buttons on his clothes were worth twenty gold Galleons each and engraved with small magic circles.

From the way he dresses, we can tell that Sirius is really good to his only godson. Now Harry's every move looks like that of a noble young master...

only......

"Mr. Dumbledore, you won't like his change, will you?" Charles said, thinking of the old man who wanted Harry to inherit his ideas.

Can a pampered savior grow up to be what Dumbledore expects?

Although somewhat curious, Charles did not waste too much time on this question. In his opinion, the savior with only a title was not a person who needed special attention, so he quickly put it out of his mind.

"Hey, Harry, what are you daydreaming about?" Sirius put his arm on Harry's shoulders and looked in the direction of Harry's sight, but didn't find anything special.

Harry withdrew his gaze in displeasure, and tugged at the corner of his clothes uncomfortably with his hands at his side. Charles's disregard was like a bucket of cold water poured on his head, which instantly sobered up his slightly complacent mind.

"No, it's nothing."

They hadn't spoken to each other for a long time, so why did he think that Charles would say hello to him?

This holiday could be said to be the happiest time Harry had ever had since he was a child. Sirius seemed to want to compensate him for all the years of debt all at once. Not only did he obey him in everything, but he also piled all kinds of precious and rare things in front of him. Everything made Harry feel like he was in a dream.

No one has ever treated him so cherished.

At the beginning, Harry was of course very cautious. He was afraid that once he woke up from the dream, everything he had now would become nothing. He didn't think he could bear that kind of pain.

But in Sirius's eyes, Harry's cautiousness turned into heartache.

Sirius couldn't bear to see the pitiful look on that face which looked exactly like James', so he was doubly nice to him and even bought a house on Privet Drive so that Harry would no longer be bullied by that Muggle family.

So it was natural that Harry, who had lacked care for many years, fell under Sirius's "doting" care.

Especially when he saw Dudley and those people who had bullied him being tormented by Sirius several times, Harry began to feel proud. He thought that his status as a wizard was superior to others, and his relationship with Sirius became closer.

Ciel's cold attitude made Harry feel mixed emotions and a subtle sense of unwillingness. He thought that since he had taken over the Potter family's position as school director and had a valuable "hero" as his godfather, he was no worse than Ciel.

But why does he still ignore my existence?

Harry looked again in the direction where Charles left, then gave Sirius a big smile.

"Sirius, didn't you say there was something you wanted me to see?"

"By the way, this way," Sirius said with a smile, putting his arm around Harry's shoulders, "I think you'd like a new broom! It's the latest model, oh, believe me, it's gorgeous!"