The Charles Becomes a Wizard

The long whip wrapped around the waist made a sharp sound of breaking through the air in mid-air, and continued to attack Sebastian with the fury of BEAST. The leather whip easily tore the screen in the tent and fell to the ground, leaving deep marks.

"Oh, I'm so sorry, you don't look like someone who would be shy about such a small thing." Sebastian said seriously while dodging the continuous attacks from BEAST.

"How dare you touch my fair skin!!!"

Sebastian's nonchalant attitude made DAGGER so angry that smoke came out of his head. Sharp throwing knives appeared in his hands and flew towards Sebastian.

"I haven't even touched it yet!!!" the boy with blond hair shouted.

"Ah, my skin didn't come into contact." Sebastian jumped lightly onto the support in the middle of the tent and easily caught all the flying knives.

Her effortless attitude made BEAST even more angry. She waved a long whip in her hand with great power, and every time it fell, it would "take away" an ornament from the infirmary.

"BEAST, stop! Do you want to tear down the tent?" The doctor hurriedly spoke out to stop him, but how could an angry BEAST so easily let go of a "pervert" who took advantage of him?

After a period of chaos, the two angry people were calmed down by JOKER before the tent was completely dismantled.

Sebastian got a job offer thanks to his excellent motor skills.

It was already late at night when Sebastian arrived at Hogwarts. When he opened the door of the dormitory, he saw Ciel sitting quietly at the desk in a loose nightgown. The room was dark, with only a lit candlestick on the desk.

The room was quiet, and the crackling of the candlelight and Draco's mumbling in his dream could be clearly heard from the heavy bed curtains. In this environment, any extra sound would become particularly obvious.

So when Sebastian just opened the door, Charles, who heard the sound, turned his head slightly and looked in the direction of the door. The dim candlelight reduced the coldness that always lingered around him, and Sebastian's figure gradually appeared in those deep blue eyes.

"Master, you will get sick if you do this." Sebastian looked at the thinly dressed boy with disapproval and took a blanket and gently draped it over his shoulders.

"It's okay." Ciel's eyes flickered over Sebastian, then he gathered the blanket around him and asked softly. "How's it going?"

"I'm so sorry, but I was stopped before I could investigate the entire circus."

"Tell me what you found first."

"Yes, the performances were all very common, and there was no sign of children in the circus."

"So there's no such thing as using children for performances?"

"Yes."

"Could it be that the circus really has nothing to do with the disappearances?" Charles pinched his chin with one hand and thought for a moment, then simply ruled out this possibility.

Once or twice could be considered a coincidence, but when dozens of cases of children disappearing around the circus occurred, how could it still be an accident?

“Is there anything else special?”

“Most of the members have health conditions.”

"Do you mean?"

"The main members seem to be using prosthetic limbs."

"Also, after entering the circus's base, I sensed a nasty smell."

Charles was stunned for a moment and tapped the table with his fingers.

"An unpleasant smell? Could it be...?" The face of a red-haired Grim Reaper with a wild smile suddenly popped up in Charles' mind.

"It's still unclear, but if it was Mr. Grayer, he wouldn't be so quiet." Sebastian waved his hand, dispelling the face that appeared in Ciel's mind.

"Well, that's true. If he were here, you probably wouldn't be able to get back at this time." Looking at Sebastian's expression as if he had eaten a fly, Charles raised the corners of his lips and smiled.

"Anyway, I think we should investigate the circus more deeply." Sebastian quickly began to change the subject.

"Ah..." Ciel touched his chin and looked at Sebastian again, "If it were you, it would be easy to join that circus, right?"

"That's true. In fact, I received an invitation from the acting leader tonight." Sebastian nodded. "But, this is your game, right? Don't you plan to participate?"

"Huh? You don't want me to join the circus, do you?" Ciel glanced at him, got up from the chair and sat on the bed, "You want me to live in a tent or something? Stop kidding!"

"And if you want to join the circus, you need to know how to do acrobatics, right?" Ciel turned his head away and pouted in disdain: "I can't do that."

"Oh, but it seems to me that the young master is very good at ordering people around."

"what?"

"I'm really sorry." Sebastian apologized to the boy with a sullen face.

"Humph."

"And what do you mean?"

"I won't go. You can go." Charles waved his hand casually. Hogwarts was not on holiday, so he didn't have that much energy to focus on learning "juggling". The most important thing was that he still had clues about the wizarding world, so there was no need for him to fight to the death with that circus.

"Is it really okay? Are you going to let me, a chess piece, move around freely on the chessboard?"

"......" Charles tilted his head and looked at him. "Forget it, you might as well not go. Father must have other arrangements."

"So, are you planning on giving up on this game?" Sebastian asked as he fluffed up the pillows on Ciel's bed.

"How is that possible?" Ciel leaned back on the bed with his hands, gently shaking his legs. "Tell this to Mr. Dumbledore."

"The great white wizard may have a simpler way to help us find the answer." Charles' smile was beautiful and cunning, and his tone was relaxed and pleasant.

"It just so happens that he and the Order of the Phoenix need an opportunity to express their stance to me now."

"Since he said himself that the Order of the Phoenix is ​​an organization that exists to maintain peace between wizards and ordinary people, then he should naturally take some concrete actions."

"With the lives of so many children involved, the greatest white wizard wouldn't just stand by and watch, right?"

"The weekend is just two days away, Sebastian. Go get three circus tickets. Choose the one on Friday night. I don't think Mr. Dumbledore would refuse to enjoy a circus performance with me."

Although Sebastian has already reported the results of the investigation, it is still necessary to see it with your own eyes to feel at ease...

"Yes, my lord."