The Charles Becomes a Wizard

Lucius:......

Seeing that he didn't react, the red-haired Grim Reaper jumped down from the treetop, landed lightly on the ground and twisted his waist, "Oh~ Your cold and arrogant expression is also irresistible~~"

Lucius subconsciously took a step back, the corners of his mouth twitching unconsciously, but before he could say anything, he heard a slightly childish voice coming from the side.

"Grell Sutcliffe, why are you here?"

Lucius turned his head suddenly and saw that Charles, who had been imprisoned by the "kidnapper" with a petrification spell at some point, had broken free from his restraints and walked to his side.

Ah, it's someone I know...

Lucius recalled the big guys who appeared next to Ciel in his mind and barely suppressed the anger that was rising because of being offended.

The identity of this person in front of me is probably not simple, I can't just teach him a lesson...

Lucius analyzed calmly, and caught a glimpse of the red-haired man's flirtatious glance from the corner of his eye, and goose bumps instantly appeared on his body.

"Ah~ah..." The red-haired Grim Reaper pinched his waist with one hand and tapped his forehead with the other, pretending to be distressed. "I was demoted because I violated some regulations before."

"That guy Will said that he won't let me get my job back until I learn my lesson. Now I can only do odd jobs."

"That terrible abuse."

He pouted as he spoke, his fingers unconsciously curling the ends of the hair beside his ears.

"However, rotting food has its own unique flavor, and his cold and ruthless eyes also make me excited~"

As he said this, his cheeks flushed slightly and he twisted his waist excitedly again.

Although he seemed to be complaining, he was clearly enjoying it.

Lucius: Is there something wrong with this person?

"But his arrogance also attracts me," Grell Sutcliffe changed the subject and turned his gaze to Lucius, who seemed to want to Apparate away from here.

"Ah, what charming long hair~ It's like a handful of moonlight that can be gathered in your hand~~"

For the first time, the Platinum Noble was not proud of his unique hair color.

"Grell Sutcliffe." Charles asked again, "Why are you here?"

"Ah, it's you," the red-haired Grim Reaper lowered his gaze slightly, "You are exactly the same as in my memory."

"But since you're here," he suddenly became excited again, clenched his fists and placed them on his chin, looking around with a burning gaze, "Is Sebastian here too?"

"I really miss him~ Oh, Sebastian, please come out soon~~"

Charles: “He’s not here.”

"What? Is today's knight the guy next to you? Tsk," Grell Sutcliffe turned his head and pursed his lips and muttered, "Why are all the good men surrounding this brat?"

Lucius: There really is something wrong with this person!

"..."

Ciel pinched his aching brows and turned to look at Lucius: "Mr. Malfoy, why are you... today?"

It’s not that I doubt Lucius, it’s just that the timing of his appearance was just too coincidental.

"There have been several kidnapping cases in the wizarding world recently. The criminals choose people from wealthy families as their targets in exchange for a large number of gold Galleons."

"But even if the specified amount of gold Galleons has been placed at the location designated by the kidnappers, there is still no trace of the kidnapped person." Lucius stroked the snake staff in his hand and frowned slightly.

In the wizarding world, it is not so easy to hide people. Not to mention the endless stream of magic props, there is also a spell that can track the location of relatives through blood ties.

But they tried every possible means and found nothing, as if those people had disappeared out of thin air.

If not for the fact that each family had different methods to confirm that the missing people were still alive, the wizarding world would have been in chaos long ago.

"I received an anonymous message last night saying that something would happen in Hogsmeade today." With the idea that it was better to believe it than not, Lucius arranged for a team of Aurors to surround Hogsmeade early in the morning.

As for how much of it was for the stability of the wizarding world, and how much of it was because they were worried that their own little idiot would be implicated, well, there's no need to elaborate on that.

"Any clues?" Charles also frowned.

"There was indeed a failed kidnapping before, but the murderer was confirmed dead on the spot." Lucius pursed his thin lips.

"The Ministry determined it was a copycat case."

"But you don't think so, right?" Ciel looked at Lucius. "Is there anything that particularly concerns you?"

"That kidnapper," Lucius waved the snake staff in his hand irritably, "He was also kidnapped by someone."

"What did you say?" Charles opened his eyes unconsciously.

These nobles in the wizarding world have always believed that the Ministry of Magic is just a mediocre and incompetent puppet they pushed to the front to restrain civilians, and they do not have a strong trust in the Ministry of Magic. So when something happens, for the sake of their own face, some families will naturally choose to conceal the matter and secretly investigate through their own connections.

"Andy Prewett died of cardiac arrest outside Hogsmeade village on September 1993, 9." Grell Sutcliffe took out a notebook from behind and stamped it.

Hearing the name, Lucius didn't care about anything else. He took a few quick steps to the kidnapper and raised his hand without hesitation to lift the mask on his face.

The young man's handsome face made Lucius's face turn pale instantly.

"This too?" Charles asked.

"Yes, he is one of them."

"So, what you mean is that the people who were kidnapped eventually became the kidnappers?"

"I think so."

Although it is hard to believe, it seems to be the case.

"They are all people carefully trained by the family. It is impossible for them to do such a thing without reason." Lucius waved the snake staff in his hand and removed the petrification spell on the "kidnappers". The young man, whose eyes had completely lost their spirit, swayed and was put to the ground by Lucius with a levitation spell.

Ciel touched his chin and said, "If it's not their own will, then is it possible that they are being controlled by someone?"

"You mean..." Lucius's mind worked quickly and he immediately caught up with Charles' thoughts.

"The Imperius Curse."

"The Imperius Curse."

The two looked at each other and spoke in unison.

"But he's dead now. There's no way to trace who cast the Imperius Curse on him."

"Don't you think his death was a bit too coincidental?" Charles squatted down and looked at the body on the ground. "If there is no one else around, then there should be something on his body that can let the person controlling him know his situation."