The Charles Becomes a Wizard

Now that Ciel has said this, what can Sebastian do?

Of course, the old devil who places too much emphasis on his own "aesthetics" will never admit that he can't do it...

But he was not the kind of person who liked to swallow his anger. Since he was caught off guard and tricked by the young master, of course he had to fight back as soon as possible.

Sebastian quickly adjusted his mindset and said to Ciel, "Since the young master has found such a useful magic item, we must make good use of it. It would be a waste if only I were to use it."

"With this time converter, those courses that you cancelled due to lack of time can now be rescheduled."

Ciel: ...

"Oh? Young Master, do you think you don't have the ability to take care of all those courses?" Sebastian pinched his chin with one hand, looking distressed.

"But those courses are basically similar to what Master Eric is currently studying... As expected, even for identical twins, the abilities of the individuals are not exactly the same?"

"But if you really don't have confidence in yourself..."

"Shut up!" Charles glared at him with a fake smile and said through gritted teeth, "Then arrange it."

Having achieved his goal, the black-clad devil curled his lips contentedly: "As you command."

There was a flash of lightning when their eyes met, and Draco almost shrank under the table with the teacup in his arms.

It was from this day that the master and servant once again began to harm each other (crossed out) and live a harmonious and friendly daily life.

As soon as Charles asked Sebastian to investigate the specific conditions of all factories in the UK within half a day, Sebastian assigned Charles three 20-centimeter-long essays, and asked Charles to write them in Italian, saying that "the young master can apply what he has learned and truly master this language"...

Charles deliberately chose Sebastian's busiest time to eat handmade ice cream, so Sebastian gave him an extra dance class. Although the young master "inadvertently" stepped on him a few times during the dance, Sebastian still felt that it was not a loss...

Silent smoke filled the air between the master and servant, and the coming and going was very lively.

But no matter what they were like behind the scenes, as soon as they left the dormitory, one was a good student with excellent academic performance and the other was a new professor who was loved by students, making them look like schizophrenia.

"Draco, you seem to be spending more time in the common room recently." Blaise looked at Draco, who was sitting on the sofa by the fireplace and flipping through a book nonchalantly. "Did you have a fight with Ciel?"

"No, I haven't." Thinking of the experience of being accidentally injured these days, Draco's expression was a little indescribable.

I can't afford to offend one or two of them, but if I can't afford to offend them, can't I just hide from them?

Draco thought that he was probably the worst Malfoy in Hogwarts. He even had to struggle for a long time to get back to his own dormitory...

"Ciel is in the room studying for a Muggle high school course." Draco turned a page of the book. "I don't want to disturb him."

"I see," Blaise nodded, and did not ask more about what Ciel was studying. He just looked at Draco and said, "I heard that Gryffindor applied for a tryout for new players on the Quidditch field today. How about it? Do you want to go and take a look together?"

"What's there to see? Those stupid lions are only so-so. There's no way they can beat us this year."

But in the past two years, Gryffindor has basically won the competition...

Bryce complained inwardly, but didn't say it out loud.

"It is said that the Weasley will also participate in the selection this year. If he fails to be selected due to too many mistakes, will he and the Savior become enemies?"

Speaking of which, the actions of the Weasley brothers are really hard to describe. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Ginny Weasley, who is still sleeping in St. Mungo's, has become what she is now because of the Savior's involvement. However, the Weasley brothers not only have no intention of venting their anger on others, but the youngest Ron Weasley is even still proud of his identity as the "Savior's best friend."

To outsiders, it seemed that in their eyes, the savior who was only in name only was more important than their blood-related sister.

"Becoming enemies?" Draco was in the mood, and he snapped the book shut. "Go, why not?"

Given Ron Weasley's arrogant and inferior personality, he would definitely panic after seeing me, and once he panicked, mistakes would of course follow.

Otherwise, why do they say that the person who knows you best must be your enemy?

From the moment Draco and his friends entered the Quidditch field, Ron Weasley was completely panicked. The more he wanted to perform well in front of his "enemy", the more mistakes he made.

By the second half, it was hard to watch any further.

Draco and the others standing by laughed loudly without any scruples. Ron Weasley's face turned red instantly, and his chest heaved violently. If George Weasley hadn't held his arm, he would have pounced on Draco.

"Malfoy, please leave here. Today this Quidditch field belongs to us Gryffindor." Gryffindor captain Oliver Wood stood up with a cold face.

"We are just hanging out. We can go anywhere we want. As long as we don't occupy the court, you have no right to expel us." Draco stood at the front with his arms folded. The burly Goyle and Crabbe stood behind him on his left and right. There was also a Blaise standing aside with a smile on his face.

Oliver Wood's momentum was actually suppressed by them.

"Malfoy," Harry walked over, "Your presence is affecting our team members."

"You're so easily influenced, yet you still come to participate in the selection?" Draco raised the corner of his lips in contempt, and slowly shifted his gaze away from Ron Weasley, who was about to explode with anger.

"If you ask me, those who are easily influenced would be better off leaving on their own."

"If I really get selected, it would be fun to pee my pants when I see so many people in the audience right before I go on stage."

"You..." Ron Weasley struggled to say something, but was blocked by Fred Weasley in time.

Blaise said pointedly: "In that case, you should thank us for helping you to eliminate a group of incompetent players in advance."

"At least Gryffindor won't be embarrassed in front of the whole school again."

"Again?" Crabbe asked in surprise.

"Oh, poor Crabbe, have you forgotten the hourglass full of black gems last year?" Blaise said with a smile, "That was the first time black gems appeared in Hogwarts since its founding."