The Charles Becomes a Wizard

"It seems like that." Sebastian turned his head to look at the boy next to him, "Master, are you going to help him?"

"No, it's too early to talk about this now." Ciel answered straightforwardly, "We'll talk about it when Mr. Malfoy can no longer hold on and asks for help."

Let's wait until Lucius Malfoy is unable to resist the attack from Voldemort.

Help that is obtained too easily will not leave a deep impression on others. Since you have decided to help, you naturally want the other party to remember your kindness.

Doesn't it sound great to provide timely assistance?

If they publicize it a little more, even if he is no longer around in the future, the Malfoy family will not easily attack Phantomhive for the sake of their own face.

This boy, who still looks childish, bared his fangs, and one could vaguely glimpse the cold and greedy side of the man in power in a big family.

Sebastian's lips curled up into a smile: "Yes, my lord."

Charles pondered for a moment and turned the ring on his thumb: "Oh, right, about the undertaker..."

"Yes?"

"Please find time to pay the reward."

As long as he doesn't show up, he won't fall for Undertaker's provocation!

Ciel never wanted to be forced to do such embarrassing actions again!

"You actually want to push this matter directly to me? The young master is really cunning."

"Is it also within your scope of responsibility to help me with this kind of chores?"

"Of course, but..."

"Just what?" Charles looked at the smile on Sebastian's face that was hard to hide and suddenly felt an ominous premonition in his heart.

"It's just that the undertaker said that he won't accept anyone else to pay for you this time."

Ciel: ...

"Next time, tell me about this earlier!" Charles said gritting his teeth.

"Ah, but it doesn't make any difference if it's earlier or later, right?"

Anyway, Charles couldn't escape it no matter sooner or later.

That's true, but at least he should be mentally prepared!

"Is there anything else?" The expression on Charles' face froze like a piece of ice.

"No, not anymore."

"Well, I should go to class, Professor Mike, Lis." Charles said this and turned away, "accidentally" stepping on Sebastian when he passed by him.

Oh my, the young master is really furious.

I wonder what kind of compensation Undertaker asked for this time?

It really makes him look forward to it...

As for him, he might also need to be embarrassed along with her...

The old devil who has never known what shame is is fearless!

In his opinion, just by making some meaningless actions, he could see the young master's different expression, so this deal was a good deal.

The well-dressed Sebastian stood there and watched Charles enter the castle. When he was about to leave, he was stopped by a voice behind him.

"Professor Michaelis, Professor Michaelis."

Sebastian turned around and saw Harry running towards him from a distance.

"Mr. Potter, what can I do for you?" Sebastian smiled as usual.

"Yes," Harry looked up at Sebastian with his green eyes open, "I wanted to ask, is, um... did you go to watch the Quidditch World Cup?"

Ok?

The Quidditch World Cup has been over for half a year, why would he suddenly come and ask this?

There was a gleam in Sebastian's eyes.

"I am honored to receive an invitation from Mr. Malfoy." Sebastian pushed up his glasses, "Is there something wrong with Mr. Potter?"

"No, nothing." Harry looked a little embarrassed, and obviously knew that his question was a bit abrupt.

He raised his head and scratched his messy hair: "I just suddenly remembered that I seemed to have seen you in the camp."

"Really? I'm so sorry I didn't notice you then."

Camp?

When is it

Could it be that he was seen by the other guy when he was fighting with him?

The figure with bright red hair just appeared in Sebastian's mind, and he dismissed it without hesitation.

Too bad.

Sebastian refused to let that pervert pollute his mind.

"No, no, no, I should be the one apologizing to you." Harry waved his hands repeatedly, "You suddenly came up to me and asked me some strange questions."

"Mr. Potter, did you come to the lake to practice magic alone?" Sebastian noticed that there was no one else around.

No, he came to escape the rumors that were everywhere.

From that day on, in order to prevent the misunderstanding from getting worse, he and Ron had been deliberately avoiding each other, and Hermione Granger suddenly ignored him and Ron for some reason.

But even though he and Ron avoided the rumors, they still didn't stop. Instead, they evolved into something like "Ron was angry because of his inaction". When he was having breakfast today, many people took the initiative to cheer him up, saying that as long as he didn't give up, he would definitely be forgiven by Ron...

Harry opened his mouth, but he didn't have the courage to tell the truth, so he could only nod his head as Sebastian said.

Sebastian took out his pocket watch and took a look. "It's getting late. I won't disturb you from practicing, Mr. Potter. You have to work hard in the third game."

"Thank you."

......

Harry looked at Sebastian's back and frowned slightly.

so......

If he had only seen him in the camp, why did he have such a deep impression of Professor Michaelis's back?

He always felt as if he had overlooked something very important.

"Oh, Harry, you promised me." Sirius, who had come all the way here, slowly breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Harry was safe and sound.

"I'm sorry, Sirius, I just..." Harry slowly lowered his head under Sirius' worried gaze.

"Harry, you know that your safety is the most important thing right now. Don't make me worry, okay?"

"I'm very sorry......"