The Charles Becomes a Wizard

"Oh, Severus my child." Dumbledore retracted his gaze and looked at Snape beside him.

"Is your brain covered with honey because you eat too much sugar?" Snape frowned in disgust. This name made him feel sick. This was how Dumbledore acted every time he wanted him to do something. "Just say it."

"Don't say that, Severus." The white-bearded old man didn't care about his venomous tongue at all. He just sighed softly, "I just hope you can take care of Phantomhive classmate. After all, oh, you also know that some people in Slytherin may have opinions about him. You don't want such a cute child to get hurt, right?"

Ha, do you want him to monitor Phantomhive?

"He'll be fine." Snape sneered. Even though he didn't like Dumbledore's attitude when he mentioned Slytherin, he had to admit that Slytherin was the one that valued bloodline the most among the four Hogwarts houses.

"Then I'm relieved." Dumbledore pushed his half-moon glasses, a gleam in his eyes: "I heard that he and Harry met once before, maybe the two of them can become friends?"

It sounds like you would be willing to let him come into contact with the "savior" you carefully cultivated?

Snape curled his lower lip sarcastically and simply ignored him.

"We have Harry!!!"

Harry was warmly welcomed by the little lions, who cheered and rushed to shake his hand. This situation was unfamiliar to Harry, and he was a little flattered, but he was still very happy. He subconsciously turned his head to look in the direction of Dumbledore, and the kind old man raised the glass in his hand and winked at him.

Hagrid said that his parents were both Gryffindor graduates and were the favorite students of Headmaster Dumbledore. Headmaster Dumbledore should be happy for him, right? Thinking of this, Harry felt that his choice to come to Gryffindor was the right one.

After the Sorting ceremony, Dumbledore gave a very short speech.

"In addition, our castle administrator Mr. Filch once again reminds all students not to enter the Forbidden Forest at will, and the corridor on the right hand side of the third floor is a new restricted area." He paused and emphasized: "If you enter at will, your life will be in danger. Of course, this refers to all students."

The corridor on the right hand side of the third floor?

Ciel narrowed his eyes and memorized this place. How interesting, a new restricted area appeared in Hogwarts in the year when the savior entered school...

Charles didn't believe that there was no trick involved.

Since a savior with no real title is of no use, would Dumbledore want to train him?

They need to live in Hogwarts for seven years, and if nothing goes wrong, these seven years will be under Dumbledore's nose...

In seven years, Harry has established the title of "savior".

So, what methods will Dumbledore use to help him become famous?

For a savior who "defeated" the Dark Lord just after he was born, the best sacrifice is nothing more than...

Ciel's eyes widened in disbelief, and he whispered anxiously, "Draco."

"What's wrong?" Draco looked at Charles who suddenly spoke in confusion.

Did your father tell you whether that person disappeared completely?

Charles was about to speak, but when he noticed the little snakes' vague gazes on him, he swallowed his words back: "No, nothing."

This was not the place to talk about such things, and considering how careful Lucius was with Draco, he probably wouldn't tell Draco even if there was something wrong. It would be better to just use the two-way mirror to ask Lucius.

"Okay." Draco glanced at Charles, pursed his lips, and didn't ask any more questions.

After the principal's speech, all the students sang the school song together. When the little snakes heard this, their faces turned gloomy almost at the same time.

Ciel didn't understand, he had no idea why they were so resistant to the school song.

until......

Charles was shocked!

Why is there a school song with no unified music score? The same lyrics sung at different rhythms are really different! And there are so many students in the whole auditorium, and the singing of all of them together is no different from pouring noise into your head! Charles felt that his ears were dirty.

Charles stared at the lyrics floating in the air, and recited them in a calm tone as fast as the little snakes.

For the little snakes in Slytherin, singing the school song did not mean the end of this torture. Although they were fast, they were the only ones who were fast. When everyone finished singing the school song, a dark, almost tangible low pressure appeared behind almost every little snake.

"Oh, music, it's so touching..." Dumbledore on the stage had a very special taste. He wiped the corners of his eyes with a handkerchief with a touched look on his face.

The corner of Charles' mouth twitched.

"Well, then, please enjoy the food, the dinner officially begins!" Dumbledore tapped the wine glass with his wand, and the next second, the long table was filled with delicious food.

The atmosphere in the auditorium was instantly ignited.

The little animals picked out their favorite food and put it on their plates, eating very contentedly. The long table of Gryffindor was the most lively.

Charles looked over there from a distance, and then at the little snakes who were still keeping their dining etiquette, he couldn't help but feel lucky that he had chosen Slytherin. Gryffindor... was really noisy.

The door of the auditorium was pushed open again just when the dinner was halfway through, and several ghosts with pearl-like bodies floated in from outside the door.

Ciel discovered that even ghosts seemed to have colleges in Hogwarts... The Gryffindor one suddenly pulled down its head, directly scaring the little lion into screaming, the Hufflepuff one looked particularly lively, the Ravenclaw ghost was a woman with a sad face, and the one who appeared at the Slytherin table was a burly man in armor, silent and taciturn, and seemed to pause when passing by Ciel.

So…how are these souls preserved?

If they were hit by the Grim Reaper's scythe, would the revolving lantern still appear?

Ciel rolled up the spaghetti on the plate with his fork nonchalantly, thinking of the weird red-haired Grim Reaper in his memory, and wondering if the Book of the Deathly Hallows would still exist in this world...

Does this count as encountering a soul escaping from the pursuit of the god of death?

If we encounter a demon, these souls will be eaten, right?

Charles closed his eyes, collected his wandering thoughts, and began to concentrate on eating. After all, there was still a fierce battle waiting for him after the dinner.