The Charles Becomes a Wizard

Charles is a qualified businessman and he never does business at a loss.

The original agreement between Ciel and Snape was just to ensure that Harry could survive to adulthood. As for how he survived or whether the soul in that body was Harry's, Ciel didn't care.

So in order to get this "help", Snape completely sold himself out.

Ciel, who had won a potion master for the Phantomhive family, was in a good mood. After leaving Snape's office, he put the parchment in his hand into Sebastian's.

"You are really greedy, young master, for taking advantage of others' weaknesses to satisfy your own wishes."

Ciel paused in his steps and said, "Are you qualified to say such things? Aren't the demons the ones who are best at exploiting human weaknesses and deceiving humans and parasitizing the world?"

"I don't deny that." Sebastian lowered his eyebrows and smiled.

"And didn't I say that? Those who are bound by superficial rules and fail to make the most of their chess pieces and end up losing are fools."

"Ah, Master, you have indeed always done this."

"But," Ciel looked back at Sebastian, "Why did you suddenly say something like that?"

"Are you hiding something from me?"

"How could that be?" Sebastian was still smiling, "It's just a sincere compliment."

Charles glanced at him coldly: "It better be true."

"Of course, I will never lie to you."

The figures of the master and servant quickly disappeared at the end of the corridor, and two identical faces suddenly appeared behind the statue at the corner.

"Hey, George, we just..."

"Did you discover something extraordinary?"

"Fred, this news will definitely cause a sensation in the whole school."

George Weasley and Fred Weasley exchanged an excited look.

The most popular professor in the entire Hogwarts, Professor Michaelis, is actually called Master Phantomhive!

Could it be that Professor Michaelis is a servant of the Phantomhive family?

Oh my god, this is big news!

"Compared to this, if I were you, I think what you should be most worried about now is whether your largest shareholder will withdraw his investment." A cold voice suddenly came from behind the two people.

The familiar voice made the two Weasley brothers who were caught stiffen.

The two of them exchanged glances, and neither of them was willing to turn back first.

"Well, I guess you don't need to..."

"Hey, Phantomhive!" George Weasley turned around quickly. "Why are you here?"

"Yeah," Fred Weasley greeted him with the same smile, "Are you out for a night out as well?"

The two smart brothers actually planned to just play dumb to get away with what happened.

Charles didn't say anything either. He just folded his arms and looked at them with a half-smile, until the smiles on their faces froze.

"Ahem." Sebastian, who was standing behind Ciel, coughed dryly, making his presence felt. "I think you should also worry about the penalty points for night tours."

The Weasley brothers looked at each other, with bitter and lost expressions on their faces.

It was obvious that he was playing a trick, and Ciel's lips curled up unconsciously.

"Forget it," Ciel breathed out, "I hope no one else will know about this. Can you two do that?"

"Yes!" The Weasley twins responded in unison, and the originally tense atmosphere instantly relaxed.

"By the way," George Weasley saw that Ciel was not angry, so he suddenly winked at Ciel, "Phantomhive, what is your relationship with Professor Michaelis?"

Anyway, he was caught on the spot, so he had to get the truth out of him, otherwise he might not be able to sleep tonight out of curiosity.

"Yes, why did he call you Master?" Fred Weasley asked his own question: "And we clearly saw you two had left, how come you suddenly appeared behind us?"

Isn't Apparition forbidden at Hogwarts?

"He is my butler." Charles explained simply, "As for how he got here, you can imagine it yourself."

Anyway, there was no way he could tell these two people that he was carried by Sebastian and flew over their heads.

"Well, it's getting late." Seeing that the two of them wanted to ask more questions, Sebastian spoke up in time, "The two Mr. Weasleys should go back to their dormitories."

Although they still had a lot of doubts in their hearts, the two little lions who were wandering at night still felt a little guilty when facing the professor. They walked towards the Gryffindor tower reluctantly, and after leaving the sight of Charles and the others, they looked at each other again.

"George."

"Fred."

"So...what exactly is a Deacon?" they both asked in unison.

......

"Did you do this on purpose?" Charles asked.

With Sebastian's ability, it is impossible for him not to know that there are two people hiding there.

Ciel reached out and grabbed Sebastian by the collar, demanding, "What do you want to do?"

"Oh," Sebastian pushed up his camouflage glasses. "I didn't mean to do anything."

He just didn't tell the young master about the Weasley brothers at the first time.

"Master, is this really okay? Those two brothers obviously don't look like the kind of people who can keep a secret, right?"

How dare you say such things!

Isn't this all your fault?

Ciel increased the strength in his hands and glared at Sebastian fiercely.

"Hey, Sebastian..." Before Charles could finish his words, Sebastian covered his mouth and turned around to hide in a dark corner.

As soon as they dodged, they heard slow footsteps at the end of the corridor.

Filch looked over here with the kerosene lamp in his hand. The dim light made his face look a little scary.

"Mrs. Norris, have you found anything?" he asked in a hoarse voice.

Then Charles heard a faint cat's meow.

"Okay, okay," Filch put down the oil lamp and turned to the back, "It's time for us to go back and rest."

"It's really dangerous." Sebastian released his hand that was covering Ciel.

"I say, even if he finds out, it won't be a problem with you here, right?"

He didn't return to the dormitory so late because he was in "confinement".

Why do you have to act like a thief?

"Ah, it's okay with me, but..." Sebastian laughed softly. "Master, are you sure you don't mind appearing in front of people in such a bad posture?"

Ciel looked down at himself, almost throwing himself into Sebastian's arms, and his fair cheeks quickly turned red.