The Charles Becomes a Wizard

Ciel: ...

Ciel pinched Sebastian's face with his fingers: "Be normal!"

Sebastian, who had finally angered the man again, finally let go of his hand and said seriously, "As the young master's personal butler, even a smile must satisfy the young master."

So, why did I ask that question just now!!!

"Hmph," Charles snorted and retracted his hand, not bothering to dwell on his convulsive behavior just now: "Are you hiding something from me?"

"Why do you think so?" Sebastian put one hand on his chest and looked at Ciel with a smile. "I told you, I will never lie to you."

"Not lying doesn't mean I won't hide anything, right?"

"Ah, even a butler has his own little secrets."

This is admission.

Charles glanced at him and said, "Don't do unnecessary things."

So it must be you who is responsible for all the sudden extra things happening to Gellert recently?

"Yes."

Now that the young master has discovered us, let's try another way to torment him.

The master and servant, each with their own ulterior motives, looked at each other, then silently looked away.

......

Gellert is a pragmatist and certainly doesn't like to talk about theory without doing anything when teaching students. The second half of Charles' vacation was almost spent in actual combat training again and again.

Not only magic, but also swordplay and fighting...

Gellert is not a traditional fragile wizard. His physical skills are also very outstanding. In his own words:

"Without a healthy and agile body, how can you use magic accurately and quickly? And how can you dodge the enemy's attack in time?"

As Charles is his only apprentice, of course he has to learn these things!

Gellert had long been fed up with Ciel's frail figure that looked as if it would fall down at the slightest breeze.

Usually, the people who serve as sparring partners for Ciel are the men assigned by Gellert. Occasionally, when Gellert is in the mood, he will personally instruct...

Be it Gellert or his men, they all have real abilities to have come this far. The experience and skills gained from fighting on the battlefield cannot be compared with the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, the only class in Hogwarts that can increase students' combat power and which Gellert thinks is ridiculous.

Although he deliberately let it go, Charles still suffered a lot during the training.

But the results are still good.

Charles' overall personal strength has made a qualitative leap through repeated practical training. His always pale face has a healthy blush, and he has even grown a little taller. The school uniform he just made has to be replaced with a new one.

Draco was stunned when he saw Ciel again on the train back to school.

"Ciel, did you secretly drink the height-increasing potion?" Draco raised his hand and vaguely gestured the height of the two people.

Ciel had always been shorter than him! How come he had caught up with him in just a dozen days?

"No, just a little exercise." Ciel sighed inexplicably.

Although he knew that Gellert was doing this for his own good, Ciel still didn't like sports. He meant any sports!

However, after school started, I was finally able to take a break...

Of course, this refers to the physical aspect.

The knowledgeable Gellert assigned him many other tasks while he was in school.

"Is that so?" Draco nodded thoughtfully. When he was considering whether to exercise as well, he saw the big book in Charles' hand and asked casually.

"What are you looking at?"

"…homework."

Draco:......

Draco looked horrified.

So a holiday has passed and you and Sebastian still haven't reconciled?

If the current situation continues...

Is it possible to still live in his dormitory?

I really want to change dormitories!

When you two have a conflict, can you please not pick on him alone?

"Ahem," Charles looked at Draco and felt a little guilty when he thought of his experience last semester. He coughed dryly and explained, "This was assigned by my teacher. I signed an apprenticeship contract with him during the holidays."

"So, you and Sebastian..." Draco asked again with some concern.

"What's wrong with us?" Charles blinked at Draco.

"No, nothing." Draco paused, and then his attention was attracted by the "teacher" mentioned by Charles.

What kind of person could make Ciel willing to sign an apprenticeship contract with him?

I guess his identity should be very unusual, right?

The butler who had been following Charles didn't stop him...

Draco went through all the famous wizards in the British wizarding world in his mind, and found that there was no suitable candidate.

Isn't he a British wizard?

That makes sense.

For wizards, taking in an apprentice is a big deal. Unless there is an ulterior motive, the teacher will generally hold a banquet to announce the existence of the apprentice to everyone they know.

The Malfoys did not receive such an invitation during this holiday...

Draco blinked his grey eyes and looked over curiously.

Anyway, with Lucius around, Draco would know it sooner or later, so there was no need to lie to him.

Charles thought for a moment, waved at Draco, tilted his head and whispered something in his ear.

"Gellert Grindelwald, this name sounds a little familiar, am I..." Draco suddenly stopped in the middle of his words.

He remained standing there in a daze, maintaining the same posture as before. His face was blank, his red lips slightly parted, and even his eyeballs seemed not to move.

"Draco?" Charles stretched out his hand and waved it in front of the little platinum noble's eyes.

"I think I heard it wrong just now." Draco shook his head, and turned to look at the boy beside him with wide eyes in disbelief. "Who are you talking about?"

"It's the person you think it is." Charles gave him a positive answer.

"Is that really the person?!" Draco's face quickly turned red, and he waved his arms and gestured randomly.

"Ah."

Charles sat up straight and nodded casually.

It turned out to be the right decision to tell Draco about this. He looks really interesting now!

"How can you, oh, Merlin's pink stockings," Draco raised his hand and grabbed his short platinum hair, stood up and turned around in the car twice, "How can you be so calm?"

He tried to lower his voice and said to Ciel: "That's Gellert Grindelwald!!!"