The Charles Becomes a Wizard

"Is this the place you said might be able to restore Regulus to his original state?" Lucius couldn't help asking as he looked at the store with coffins of different sizes lined up in front of the door.

"Ah." Charles felt a little complicated. His fingers rubbed the cane unconsciously and he gave Sebastian a look.

Sebastian nodded slightly, took two steps forward and opened the door.

It was clearly daytime, but the shop was still eerily dark. The not-so-big shop was filled with all kinds of coffins. On the coffin board in the middle that was laid flat on the ground was a few dim candles burning, tall and short, piled together. The small flames were shaken by the wind blowing in from the door, and a few drops of white wax tears fell.

The whole shop looked eerie, and one couldn't help but wonder if there were really dead bodies lying in those coffins.

Lucius' steps were a little hesitant, but Ciel walked in without hesitation.

"Hehehe," a vague and strange laugh came from somewhere. "I think the young master should be here soon."

This sound is...

Lucius tightened his grip on his wand, then relaxed a little.

What is there to guard against?

That person is someone that even the killing curse cast by the Dark Lord can’t harm!

It can even suppress the Dark Lord!

If he really wants to attack me, then even if I'm on guard, it probably won't be of much use, right?

"Undertaker, I have something to ask you." Charles said in a deep voice.

"Hehehe, I've been waiting for you for a long time~"

With a teeth-grinding "creaking" sound, a coffin lying flat on the ground in the corner was pushed open from the inside, and a man, completely shrouded in black except for his long silver hair and half of his face, crawled out of the coffin.

Lucius, who saw this horrifying scene for the first time: !!!

"In that case, you should know why I'm here." Ciel just looked over calmly. He raised his hand and pointed his cane at Regulus who was floating behind Lucius.

"Did you do this?"

"Hmm?" Undertaker turned his gaze following Ciel's movements, and laughed again when he saw Regulus. "Hehehe, this is really a wonderful material."

"Little wizard, put him down." Undertaker waved at Lucius. "Let me take a good look at him."

Lucius glanced at Ciel, and seeing that he did not refuse, he put Regulus down.

"Oh?" The undertaker, with his hands clasped on his chest, circled around Regulus twice, mumbling something incoherently: "This is... It's so rare that such a thing actually happens."

"Undertaker!"

"I have never seen this little wizard, young master." Undertaker suddenly turned around and bent down to get close to Charles' face. A gloomy and cold breath rushed towards his face. Charles couldn't help but tilt his head back slightly.

He felt a little uncomfortable at such a close distance.

The weird hat and long bangs covered most of the undertaker's face. Apart from his pale teeth, it was impossible to see the expression on his face.

But according to Ciel's understanding of him, this twisted Grim Reaper would not bother to tell such a lie.

"So how much do you know about the Inferi? What do you mean by what you just said? He seems to still have his own consciousness, you..."

"Shh," a finger with long black nails pressed against Charles' lips. The finger was so cold that it had no warmth at all, which made Charles frown.

"Young Master, you should know my rules. As long as you can give me enough compensation, I will naturally give you a satisfactory answer."

"What on earth are Inferi? I feel like if I see something interesting I'll be able to remember it..."

"Well, you know what I mean, young master, just give me that~"

that?

Lucius was a little confused, but he still stood up. After all, he was the one who wanted Regulus to survive. Ciel was just a helper for him. The remuneration would of course be borne by the Malfoy family.

"Mr. Undertaker, as long as you can restore Regulus to his original state, the Malfoy family will definitely give you a reward that will satisfy you."

As the patriarch of the Malfoy family, which now dominates the wizarding world, Lucius spoke with confidence.

Lucius didn't mind spending a little money on his wife's younger brother. He would always find a way to earn back the money in the future.

"A thank you gift?" The undertaker's reaction was beyond his expectations. The mysterious man in his eyes leaned lazily on the counter and laughed, "I'm not interested in gold, silver, or treasures."

"I want something more special..."

More special? Lucius was even more puzzled.

"I like extreme laughter. As long as I have that, I can tell you everything~~"

Lucius:? ? ?

Did he hear wrongly?

How should we give laughter and other things?

Could you tell him a joke?

No way...right?

Looking at the undertaker who obviously had no legitimate business, Lucius suddenly thought of the Grim Reaper with long red hair. Thinking of all the outrageous actions that the Grim Reaper had done before that made people feel dizzy again and again, Lucius hesitated again.

Come to think of it, Ciel seemed to have mentioned before that the reason why this man was able to survive the killing curse was because of his racial talent...

Could it be???

Lucius had a subtle premonition in his heart.

"Go ahead, tell me a really good joke!"

Is the reward really a joke?

The corner of Lucius' mouth twitched.

Ah...what a joke...

Ciel, who was offended by these two words, turned silently to look at Sebastian beside him.

"Hmm? Young master, are you going to leave everything to your butler?" Undertaker put his hands back into his sleeves.

"Is this really okay? Young Master, without the butler, there's nothing you can do?"

Ciel: ...

The obviously provocative words made a vein pop up on Charles' forehead.

"Well, as long as it makes me happy, it doesn't matter who it is."

Ciel: ...

Charles closed his eyes and exhaled slowly. When he opened his eyes again, his vision was clear again. He turned to look at Lucius, as if he was not affected by the undertaker's provocation at all.

"Mr. Malfoy, it's time for you to pay."

"Oh?" Undertaker paused and raised his chin slightly. A gleam of light flashed in his yellow-green eyes hidden under his messy bangs, and then he turned his gaze to Lucius.

"Is it the little wizard who is going to pay the reward today?"

Lucius Malfoy, the party's favorite: ...