The Charles Becomes a Wizard

Then......

When passing by the outdoor corridor, Charles was attracted by the soft-looking lawn that swayed slightly in the breeze under the rare sunshine.

The pitch-black kitten wagged its tail, and finally couldn't resist the temptation. It pounced from the porch to the lawn, with the scent of grass filling its nostrils. It rolled around happily on the grass, and its smooth, shiny fur became ruffled.

As we all know, cats and their tails are two different creatures.

When Charles finally caught a "black shadow" that was swaying behind him and bit it into his mouth, he felt a slight stinging pain and his whole body felt unwell.

Of course, this is not the most unacceptable thing.

Because he heard Draco's hesitant voice behind him.

"...Ciel? Is that you?"

Why is Draco here!!!

Why did the get out of class end so soon? ! ! !

Charles' body stiffened, and he quickly loosened his mouth. His petite body suddenly rushed into the crowd and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Draco, what are you looking at?" Blaise curiously followed Draco's gaze, but found nothing.

"No, nothing." Draco looked away thoughtfully.

This morning, due to Sebastian's overly strong presence, although he was curious, he still didn't dare to take a closer look at what Ciel looked like after he turned into a cat. He only vaguely remembered that it was a black kitten...

It looks very similar to the one just now...

Maybe he was mistaken. How could Charles do such a childish thing?

Moreover, considering how much importance the butler holds on Ciel, he would not allow Ciel to run around alone in this form.

Thinking of this, Draco convinced himself.

He said to Blaise beside him: "I think I saw a cat just now."

"Maybe it's someone else's pet?" Blaise nodded casually and asked again. "Is there anything special about that cat?"

There were many people in the school who kept cats as pets. If it was just an ordinary cat, it would be impossible for Draco to show such a strange expression. Blaise felt that there was something wrong!

"If I have to say, it's probably because the color of the fur is a little bit special." Draco touched his chin.

A cat that dark really looks like Ciel...

Blaise glanced at Draco and tactfully did not ask any further questions.

You have to know that as a qualified noble, it is very rude to delve too much into the matter.

In order to avoid embarrassment, Charles ran away without paying attention and bumped into someone's leg, and then was knocked away...

Harry felt something touching his leg. He looked down and found a kitten lying not far away.

"Hey, Harry, look there's a cat!" said Ron Weasley. "It looks so small."

"It seems injured." Harry pursed his lips, took a few steps forward, picked up the black cat that was knocked dazed by the fall, and carefully touched the cat's ears: "Shall we send it to the hospital wing?"

!!!

This simple sentence made Charles sober up quickly.

Can't go to the Hospital Wing!

Who knows if Madam Pomfrey will transform him right in front of Harry after seeing him?

Just thinking about that scene made Charles feel suffocated.

No, I can't think about it anymore!

He must not be sent to the hospital wing!

The black cat struggled violently in Harry's arms, even leaving red marks on Harry's hands, but still couldn't break free.

Ron Weasley pointed his wand at Charles and said eagerly, "It's too disobedient. How about using the petrification spell to make it behave?"

Ron Weasley, very good! I'll remember you...

A dark light flashed in the black cat's deep blue eyes.

He rested his front paws on Harry's arms and gave a childish roar before Ron Weasley could say the spell.

"Meow!!!"

Sebastian, come to me!!!

"Mr. Potter, Mr. Weasley, what are you two doing?" The professor wearing gold-rimmed glasses appeared around the corner.

"Professor Michaelis."

"Professor Michaelis, the cat appears to be injured. The two of us plan to take it to the medical wing for a checkup." Harry said honestly.

"Oh?" Sebastian's eyes fell on the wand in Ron Weasley's hand. He said nothing, but it seemed to say everything.

"Well, it's because it's a little dishonest," Ron Weasley quickly put down his wand and explained. "It scratched Harry's arm."

"Is that so?" Sebastian reached out and touched the black cat's head. "What a naughty little fellow."

You can't hit him, at least not now!

We must first find a way to extricate ourselves from this delicate situation.

Charles lowered his head in frustration, allowing the devil's big hand to play tricks on his head.

"Isn't he very well behaved? Was he scared by you just now?" The fingers wearing white gloves pinched the cat's soft ears.

Bastard! Let me go!

Charles, alert as he was, bared his teeth at Sebastian out of sight of Harry and Ron Weasley.

"How about leaving him to me? You two should have classes later, right?" Sebastian moved his fingers to the cat's chin and scratched it gently.

"But..." Harry hesitated.

"Please rest assured, Mr. Potter, I am not a bad person who would abuse cats."

"No, no, no, Professor Michaelis, that's not what I meant," Harry explained repeatedly.

"Then it's decided." Sebastian didn't give Harry any chance to refuse, he just reached out and hugged his young master back.

Charles squinted his eyes comfortably and moved to another place before he could come to his senses.

The large palm gently stroked his back again and again, gently supporting his strong and powerful arms, and his tense nerves slowly relaxed. With Charles' unconscious indulgence, the feeling of fatigue swept over his body. The deep blue eyes slowly closed under Sebastian's comfort, and he fell asleep soon.

"Well, I think it's time for both gentlemen to go to class now."

Sebastian held the cat he had been thinking about in his arms again. He didn't have the energy to deal with the savior and his friends. He didn't wait for their reply. He just nodded and left.

"Master, you look like you're having a hard time." Sebastian turned his back and reached out to pick off the grass clippings stuck on Charles' body. He looked at the sleeping cat in his arms and sighed: "Didn't I tell you that the world outside is very dangerous..."