The Charles Becomes a Wizard

It was almost dawn when Ciel returned to Hogwarts, and no one noticed it except Draco, who lived in the same room with him.

After this day, Charles became visibly busier, and even the time for afternoon tea was drastically shortened.

"Draco, is Ciel not feeling well?" Blaise came over and asked.

Although Ciel has always been one of the most diligent people in Slytherin, this is the first time I have seen him so busy.

Could it be that the Phantomhive family is preparing for some action?

Bryce was clearly not the only one who thought this way.

Most of the little snakes who have successfully entered the fifth grade have already started to get involved in the family business, and have a more direct understanding of the benefits that the Phantomhive family has brought to the family over the years. Although there are still some people who look down on Ciel's bloodline in their hearts, who would go against Galleons?

Therefore, no matter whether it is due to the request of the elders or his own awareness, the meaning of any special action of Charles will be magnified.

Draco has received many temptations from the little snake in the past two days.

This made him feel bothered and proud at the same time.

Everyone knows that he and Ciel have the best relationship!

It’s not that the little snakes don’t want to go find Charles directly, but Charles would disappear after class. He was so elusive that he was impossible to catch.

Even if they saw him, seeing how hurried he was, the little snakes would not risk angering him and disregard etiquette to stop him.

"Is there?" Draco asked casually, leaning back on the sofa.

"Draco, do you know any news?" There is a clear hierarchy within Slytherin, and only Blaise, who has been close to Draco since the beginning of the school year, is qualified to ask this question.

As soon as these words were spoken, the lounge suddenly became quiet for a moment, and the little snakes around who were pretending to be busy all pricked up their ears.

Draco looked around and chuckled. He raised his hand, patted Blaise's shoulder, tilted his head and whispered in his ear, "Don't worry, it won't have any impact."

Draco actually didn't know what Charles was busy with during this period, but he knew it was all about the Muggle world.

After saying this, Draco left the common room, and Blaise, who looked confused, was surrounded by the little snakes.

"I really don't know anything."

Hearing the voice behind him, a smile flashed in Draco's eyes.

This went on for most of the semester, and then one day Charles was called from Potions class to Howard's office.

He got the news of Vincent's death from Howard.

Howard looked at the young master with a calm face, wondering if he didn't hear him clearly, so he carefully considered his tone and repeated what he had just said.

"I heard it the first time you said it." Charles said slowly, turning the ring on his thumb.

No, there's something wrong with your reaction!

Even if the relationship between father and son is not good, isn’t it a little too peaceful?

"It's about time."

Just then, Howard heard a whisper from Charles.

Wait, this means...

Did he know that something bad would happen to his father soon?

Was he deliberately concealing the news, or...was this something he had planned from the beginning?

Could it be... parricide? !

Howard's eyes were filled with shock.

If this is true, then their young master is a ruthless person!

"Principal Howard, Principal Howard?"

"Yes!" Howard came to his senses and stood up straight in an instant, almost saluting Charles.

Charles frowned and looked at Howard, who was obviously not quite right, with some confusion.

Howard held his breath as he watched.

"I think I need to take some time off and go home."

After the news of his father's "death" spreads, a lot of evildoers will pop up, and Eric is worried about leaving him alone at home.

"Oh, no problem." Howard responded straightforwardly. He originally called Charles over just to let him go home.

"Oh, and Professor Michaelis also needs some vacation time."

"of course can."

Ciel and Sebastian left the school in a hurry, as a tough battle was waiting for them.

......

Berlin, Germany.

Diedrich, who had just learned the news of Vincent's death over the phone, accidentally broke the photo frame on the table.

That man who was so wise and almost a demon, just died like that?

This news hit Diedrich's brain hard, making his mind go blank.

His lips trembled, and then he fell weakly into the chair. His usually straight back slumped down, as if he had aged several years in an instant.

He sat in the chair quietly like a sculpture, and did not move at all until the sun hanging high in the sky sank into the horizon.

After an unknown amount of time, he heard a light knocking sound coming from the window.

As he turned his eyes to look in the direction of the window, he subconsciously tried to reach for the pistol at his waist, but his body was numb from maintaining the same posture for a long time, and the gun, the only weapon he had, fell to the ground.

This German man who was always too serious was extremely vulnerable at this moment. It would be very easy for anyone to take his life.

Fortunately, the visitor didn't seem to be interested in his life.

The window was pushed open from the outside, and the figure that appeared in the window made Diedrich's eyes widen.

"Undertaker! Why are you here?"

Why would he leave London at a time like this?

Not to mention holding a funeral for Vincent,

Shouldn't he be in London guarding the two young masters and protecting them from being devoured by jackals, tigers and leopards?

"Hehehe," the undertaker in black sat sideways on the windowsill. The cold moon behind him cast a layer of silver light on his body, making him look cold and otherworldly, an appearance that not a human could possess.

"I came here to give you a gift at the command of Master Charles."

"Gift?" Diedrich frowned fiercely and said anxiously, "Now is not the time to let them be willful!"

"Why didn't you bring them with you?"

At least in Germany, he can protect them!

"Hehehe, those two young masters don't need us to worry about them."

How can I not worry?

Diedrich was about to retort, but was stunned by the "package" that hit him head-on.

"Huh?" Diedrich was stunned after seeing the "things" inside the "package".