The Charles Becomes a Wizard

Ciel: ...

Ciel exhaled deeply. "I understand. Mr. Malfoy, please go out and wait with Sebastian."

"No~" the undertaker said slowly while pinching the cookie between two fingers. "Hehehe, this is a problem. The reward for the young master alone is not enough."

An ominous premonition rose in Charles' heart: "So what do you want?"

"Ah~ Show me that." Undertaker raised his index finger and shook it. "As long as the three of you perform that together, I will tell you what you want to know."

The premonition came true.

A cross appeared on Charles' forehead, and he glared at him, almost gritting his teeth: "Stop it!"

"Hehehe, refusing to pay a debt is something only bad kids would do~" Undertaker suddenly reached out and grabbed Charles' collar, easily pulling him in front of him.

"Young Master shouldn't do something so rude, right?"

"You..." Charles, who was almost pulled off the ground, stood on tiptoe with great effort, and almost all the weight of his body fell on the undertaker's hands.

"Ah, ah..." The cold fingers gently stroked the corner of Charles' right eye, and a complex emotion flashed across his yellow-green eyes. "Didn't I tell you that the soul is a very precious thing?"

"Recklessly using inhuman power will backfire..."

"You people from Phantomhive never seem to learn your lesson." Undertaker's voice suddenly became erratic, and a pair of inhuman eyes looked at Ciel, and seemed to be looking at others through Ciel.

Charles was stunned for a moment: "Undertaker?"

"Undertaker, could you please let me go? This position makes me uncomfortable." Sebastian took two steps forward.

Really...

This kind of action would make the young master breathless.

"Hehehe," Undertaker casually loosened his hand and let Ciel fall into Sebastian's arms. "As expected of a butler, you are very observant. You should serve the young master well with this loyalty in the future."

"Ah," Sebastian bent down to straighten Ciel's wrinkled collar, then he put his hand on his chest and smiled at the undertaker: "Of course, after all, I am the young master's exclusive butler, and serving the young master well is my job."

I don't know if it's Lucius's illusion...

He always felt that he could see lightning when the eyes of these two inhuman creatures met.

"Hehehe~" Undertaker let out two weird laughs and turned his attention back to Ciel: "Well, if you want to know the answer, young master, just show me that."

The expression on Charles' face froze instantly.

"If you have other channels, please feel free to do so."

"But on my turf, you can only follow my rules."

Ciel: ...

"Master?" Sebastian asked Ciel in a low voice. "Agreeing to the undertaker's request is the fastest way to get an answer..."

Of course he knows about this kind of thing!

Ciel gritted his teeth.

But knowing and wanting to do are two completely different concepts.

Lucius came over, confused, "Sebastian, what do you mean?"

If he was not mistaken, what the Grim Reaper meant just now was that he had to follow suit.

Sebastian tilted his head and whispered something in Lucius' ear.

"That, that action..." Lucius took a half step back and had a deeper understanding of the cruelty of the Grim Reaper.

She actually wanted him to do something that was totally inconsistent with aristocratic etiquette...

"Hehehe, what should I do? I don't remember anything now. I can only remember it after seeing that performance..."

"I know, let's do it."

Ciel closed his eyes and exhaled slowly.

"With a fire full of fire in our chests, no one can extinguish it. We are..."

"Phoenix!"

Before he finished speaking, the two men and the demon simultaneously bent their left legs, stretched their arms above their heads, pressed their wrists down with their fingertips pointing to the ground, and struck a weird and ridiculous posture.

Sure enough, this posture is weird no matter how you look at it!!!

Charles' face quickly turned red and a white mist filled his head. The shame that almost drowned him made him want to find a hole in the ground to crawl into.

“Hahahahaha, hahahahaha…”

Even though it was very embarrassing, the result looked pretty good. Undertaker held his stomach and laughed until tears streamed down his face.

“The young master who shouts Phoenix with a serious face, hahahahaha, is the best!”

"It's much more interesting to see this scene in person, hahahahaha."

"You bastard!" Charles clenched his fists in anger.

Compared to Ciel, Lucius, as an adult, had a much smaller reaction. He quickly calmed himself down and waited for the answer without changing his expression.

"Well, Master." Sebastian held Ciel's shoulders. "Instead of that, can you answer the previous question now?"

"Hahahaha, of course. I haven't laughed so hard in a long time."

"So, is your so-called 'experiment' still going on? In addition to the Inferi, what else did you create? Why does this Inferi have its own consciousness? You don't seem to be surprised by his situation. Can you also create a walking corpse with consciousness?"

"My experiments have failed many times," Undertaker said, putting away the smile on his face. "There is no other way. The human body is too fragile and can be damaged very easily."

"There are only two semi-finished products." Undertaker held up two fingers. "One is this kind of Inferi, and the other one is what the young wizards call a Dementor."

Lucius: !!!

So, those Dementors that frighten countless wizards are actually man-made?

"But these two semi-finished products each have their own flaws. Inferi usually have no thinking ability. Although Dementors retain some thinking ability, they are unable to maintain their physical body."

"Usually?" Ciel noticed the wording used by undertaker.

"That's right, hehehe, even corpses can evolve."