The Charles Becomes a Wizard

Charles's nonchalant look formed a sharp contrast with the little snake's tragic end.

Ferocious bright red flowers blossomed on the soft handmade carpet, blooming like beautiful embellishments between the intricate and entangled patterns. They were warm and brilliant, and the "floral fragrance" with a scent of rust floated in the air, causing an uncontrollable fear and uneasiness to arise in the hearts of the watching little snakes.

"I'm not very good at healing magic. I wonder if anyone is willing to help this gentleman?" Charles turned to look at the crowd, as if he was completely unaware of the dull and depressing atmosphere in the lounge.

But everyone who caught his eye looked away.

The little snakes, who are good at protecting themselves, are not sure of Charles' true thoughts at the moment, so they will not put themselves in danger for the sake of others.

What's more, the little snakes who usually have a good relationship with that Slytherin are still being targeted.

Ciel chuckled and kicked the man lying on the ground in the face with his toes: "It seems that you are not very popular. What should I do? Will I die like this?"

"Perhaps, I should be a little more merciful."

The smile on Ciel's face suddenly disappeared, and he raised his wand again: "You must pay with your life for the sin of defiling my dignity."

"Phantomhive, stop!" A deep voice suddenly came from behind, but the spell cast by Charles still flew straight towards the little snake.

The surrounding little snakes subconsciously closed their eyes, not daring to watch what happened next.

However, the spell cast by Charles did not hit the people as the little snakes imagined, but hit the table next to them instead. The wooden table with exquisite carvings exploded instantly, and the scattered fragments pierced into the bodies of the petrified little snakes like spikes.

"Mr. Phantomhive, what are you doing?" Snape, wrapped in a black robe, walked quickly into the lounge and looked at the scene in front of him with a gloomy face. He immediately used a spell to stop the bleeding of the little snake.

"It's just a little joke with my classmates." Charles shook the hand holding the wand and said calmly.

"If you don't believe me, ask someone else."

Snape looked at the little snakes around him who were frightened by Charles and became more obedient than quails with a sinister look and sneered: "A little joke?"

"Yes, it was just a joke." Ciel glanced at the little snake on the ground. "They were the ones who started the game. I just continued it."

"I thought this kind of game was not prohibited at Hogwarts."

When students with different personalities and family backgrounds live together for a long time, some friction is inevitable. Private bullying is actually not uncommon. Usually, no one will care as long as the situation is not too serious.

This time, Charles was only conducting self-defense. Although the scene seemed a little chaotic, he did not use any forbidden magic. The only slightly offensive skill, "Split into Pieces", did not fall on the opponent, so even against Snape, Charles was not at all inferior.

"Mr. Phantomhive," Snape raised his chin slightly and squinted at Ciel, his thin lips moving, "Because of causing harm to classmates... deduct five points, and you have earned yourself a week of detention."

"Starting tonight, after dinner, I want to see you in the office."

Snape waved his wand to remove the petrification spell on the snakes, and then used a levitation spell to bring the only injured snake back to the office.

Charles sat back on the sofa, and a vacuum zone appeared between him and the little snakes, as if an invisible wall separated them.

The Slytherins who had been freed from the petrification curse had already crawled out of the common room. In their eyes, Charles was now no different from a devil.

They saw it clearly, and if Professor Snape hadn't arrived in time, the "shattered" would have hit the target...

This Phantomhive really wants their lives!

"How could I possibly kill him?" Charles looked at Blaise in surprise when he heard his question. "I just wanted to scare those dishonest guys a little bit."

Charles had never thought of actually attacking the students. After all, it was a human life. Although these guys were really annoying, they were not considered to be extremely evil.

Charles was unwilling to kill unless necessary.

"It was Ciel who specifically asked me to go find Professor Snape." Draco, who was sitting next to him, added.

"Did you call Professor Snape over?" Blaise opened his eyes wide and his expression looked a little funny.

"Yeah, otherwise why do you think he suddenly came to the lounge?"

"So," Blaise blinked, "you were just pretending?"

It's really scary, okay?!

Even he was so scared that he didn't dare to say anything.

He thought a murder would happen in the lounge today!

No, maybe he wasn't the only one who thought so...

Bryce remembered how the little snakes around him looked at him like a warrior when he was walking towards Charles just now.

It was obvious that the entire Slytherin had been deceived by Charles.

Ciel stretched out a finger and gently placed it on his lips, a gleam in his deep blue eyes: "But it's very effective, isn't it?"

"Those rats that were running around everywhere can finally settle down."

"I have never had much interest in boring games."

Those minions who are not even worthy of seeing Voldemort will not make people happy even if they defeat them.

But, confinement?

Ciel lowered his eyelids and gently turned the ring on his thumb.

I wonder if there is anything you want to say to Professor Snape?

......

After dinner, Charles came to Snape's office as promised, and met an unexpected person here.

"Mr. Potter." Ciel raised his eyebrows.

So, this meeting was about Harry Potter?

Ciel's gaze lingered on Harry for a moment.

Sirius had indeed raised him very well, and now he no longer looked as timid as he did when they first met.

"Xia, I mean, Mr. Phantomhive." Harry, who was originally sitting on a chair, looked at Charles who stood up from the chair somewhat at a loss.

Charles nodded at him as a greeting, then found a chair and sat down.

Harry's feelings towards Ciel are extremely complicated. After all, he once sincerely regarded Ciel as the first friend in his life.

Although the two of them drifted apart for various reasons later on, Ciel was different from others in Harry's eyes after all.

They haven't spoken for a long time.

The room was silent. Harry was a little restless and looked in Charles' direction from time to time.