The Charles Becomes a Wizard

Who would compromise for a piece of chocolate cake?

I'm not a child!

Ciel glared at Sebastian.

"Ah, Master, do you feel that the chips are not enough?" The well-dressed devil laughed softly.

"How greedy! How about I prepare three scoops of ice cream for you for afternoon tea tomorrow?"

Ciel: ...

"I'm not here for the snacks..." Charles hesitated for a moment and stretched out his hand.

"Of course." Sebastian changed his tone.

If you keep teasing me, the young master will get angry and embarrassed.

The plate of food carefully selected by Sebastian never entered Charles' stomach after all.

Just as Charles was about to take the plate reluctantly, Eric and Soma suddenly appeared, grabbed his arms on the left and right, and dragged him into the dance floor, to the center of the light.

"Hey, what are you two doing?!" Charles was held up by the two men with a confused look on his face, but considering his and Phantomhive's image, he did not struggle much.

"It's rare for Ciel to attend a party like this where there are so many people of your age. It must be so boring to be alone." Eric on the right said with a smile.

"That's what I mean. Even though you have a gloomy and unpleasant personality, Charles, you'll get moldy if you keep standing in the dark." Soma on the left added.

"But even so, I won't dislike you!"

Ciel: ...

Although I know you mean well, is it really okay to use this adjective?

Apparently, Soma not only didn't think there was anything wrong with what he said, he was even excited to dance with him despite Charles' objection.

"Soma!" What does it look like for two grown men to dance!

"What's the big deal?" Soma pointed at the enthusiastic men and women in the middle of the dance floor. "We're just having fun together. Charles, don't be so rigid."

Charles glanced sideways, then raised his hand and pinched his brow: "Go and have fun by yourselves."

"No way," Charles suddenly felt a weight on his body, and it was Eric who threw himself on his back. Eric stretched out a finger and poked Charles' cheek, making a small dent on his face.

"Ciel, come and play with me. I worked hard today and won the game. Ciel should give me a reward, right?"

"Hey, Eric, stand up quickly, this looks like a mess..." Charles, who was pounced on, staggered and finally stood up, and tried frantically to pull Eric off himself.

And when it comes to rewards, don’t just talk about yourself!

"I wanted to say this before, Charles, are you a grandfather in your 60s?" Soma complained quietly beside him. "You are really too old-fashioned."

"That's right," Eric nodded in agreement. His furry hair rubbed against Charles' neck as he moved, making it itchy. "We are brothers, so what's wrong with being closer? Anyway, everyone knows that we have a good relationship now."

"Okay, okay, I get it. Can you please come down first?"

Noticing the kind and teasing looks from the people around them, Charles' face turned visibly red.

Sebastian, standing alone in the dark where the lights could not reach, put down the plate in his hand. His dark red eyes silently stared at Charles who was smiling in the crowd. After a long time, the devil stretched out his scarlet tongue and licked his itchy canine teeth.

......

After the cricket match, Weston College was on holiday, but Charles and Eric did not spend much more time together.

Eric needs to follow Vincent and learn all kinds of knowledge that an heir should master, so that he can successfully inherit the Phantomhive family and carry it forward in the future, while Ciel was taken away by Gellert.

As for Sebastian...

He was thrown down again.

Charles was taken by Gellert to a remote castle deep in the mountains.

Here is the collection of books accumulated by the Grindelwald family over generations, which is definitely a huge treasure for wizards.

As long as Charles can complete the tasks assigned by Gellert, he can read all the books in the collection at will.

Whenever he encountered something he didn't understand in his studies, he had the help of a world-famous wizard. In his daily life, he also had the help of the house-elves to take care of the chores. Charles absorbed all kinds of knowledge like a sponge and soon became addicted to it.

Under Gellert's deliberate arrangement, as time went by, Ciel almost completely forgot about Sebastian.

Well, I say “almost” because Gellert’s actions were condoned by Ciel.

Although Gellert's actions were not very obvious, Ciel was not a fool. How could he not realize that Gellert deliberately wanted to separate him and Sebastian for a while?

Gellert's little trick would never have worked without Ciel's cooperation. After all, as long as Ciel wanted, he could summon Sebastian no matter where he was.

The reason why Ciel didn't react was because Gellert's actions played into his hands, and he also felt that he needed to stay away from Sebastian and sort out his thoughts.

Even though Charles has realized that he has been "sold" to the devil, he still feels very unhappy.

In this situation, if he continues to live with the devil day and night, he will inevitably lose control of his emotions. If it affects the "gamble", it would be a loss.

Being too impatient can easily lead to wrong decisions, so he needs to calm down a little to make sure he doesn't make mistakes.

So Ciel allowed himself to immerse himself in the ocean of books, ignoring Gellert's not-so-sophisticated techniques.

Sebastian apparently realized what Charles was thinking when he did not see his young master in Gellert's castle for several consecutive times.

He had no objection to this.

For him, the young master's behavior made him feel somewhat excited.

He could feel that the young master did not give up on himself, but was working hard to become stronger.

She knew clearly that no matter how hard she tried, she would never be able to defeat him, but she was still stubborn and stupid and refused to back down...

Ah, such a beautiful soul, even when he steps into hell, his steps must be firm and elegant...

He is looking forward to the young master's future growth. Only when the young master is strong enough, the final ending will be beautiful enough.

"So since you can understand, why..." asked Gellert, with a bruised face.

"Ah," Sebastian patted the non-existent dust on his hands and replied with a smile: "Although I understand that the young master wants to become stronger, but it turns out that I still feel a little irritated when the young master is not around."