The Charles Becomes a Wizard

Lucius almost collapsed on the sofa after returning to Malfoy Manor via the portkey.

His face was pale without a trace of blood, his beautiful platinum hair was wet with sweat and stuck to his face, and his clothes were soaked with cold sweat. Even after so much time had passed, his body was still shaking uncontrollably.

That cold and sharp gaze, as if looking at a dead object, that chill that seemed to penetrate deep into the bone marrow...

Lucius lowered his head and looked at his trembling fingers, a bitter smile appearing on his handsome face.

You must make up your mind.

The boy didn't give him a second option at all.

After Sebastian left, the Dark Lord vented all his anger on them.

Even he was tortured, and those little nobles who had offered their offspring to the snake lost their lives. After being tortured, they became food for the giant snake...

It was from that moment that he realized that the Dark Lord would not allow them, the witnesses, to survive.

Their existence will remind the Dark Lord of his miserable appearance time and time again, and they will be the shame that the Dark Lord must erase.

It’s okay now that they are needed, but once the Dark Lord really succeeds in reaching the top, death will surely be waiting for them.

The previous head of the family died, and the next head who had not yet grown up would become a puppet in the hands of the Dark Lord in order to protect the family business. The entire British wizarding world could be easily manipulated by him, just like he had done many years ago...

Lucius clenched his hands into fists on his knees.

No, he absolutely could not let Draco fall into the same terrible situation he was in.

He must survive, must personally help Draco become the head of the family, must personally see the next generation of the Malfoy family grow up...

If he continued to follow the Dark Lord, he would surely die, but if he chose that boy, perhaps he could still take a chance.

Lucius, who is good at changing with the times, is very proactive. Now that he has made a decision, he can no longer hesitate.

Lucius knew very well that no matter whether he was forced at the beginning or not, in the eyes of the superiors, voluntarily surrendering was much more pleasing than being "forced".

Even if they change their allegiance, the Malfoy family will become Phantomhive's most capable subordinates!

Thinking about it this way, letting Draco stay with that child is really the right decision...

Lucius' betrayal was sudden and even high-profile. He announced the news in an interview with the Daily Prophet, and even showed his clean white arm in front of everyone - where an ugly Dark Mark once lay.

Lucius spoke eloquently in front of the reporters, and cleverly disguised himself, who had served Voldemort in the past, as an "underage wizard who was coerced", "powerless to resist", "innocent and pitiful", and "underage".

This report brought many witches to their emotional tears. Of course, it is hard to say how much role the photo of Lucius with a frown on his face played in it.

Voldemort was almost mad when he got the news.

"Kill him." Voldemort let out a snake-like roar, "We will do our best to destroy the Malfoy family tonight!"

How dare he!

How dare Malfoy betray him!

He must let everyone know the price of betraying the Dark Lord!

Voldemort, who was furious, did not notice the private glances exchanged between the nobles who were kneeling on one knee in front of him.

"Master, I just received a message from Mr. Malfoy. Many people have contacted him privately." Sebastian pushed the door and walked into the bedroom.

"Okay, I understand." Charles, holding a black chess piece in his hand, nodded indifferently.

This is one of the reasons why Ciel has always wanted to bring the Malfoy family to his side.

The Malfoy family has a huge influence in the British wizarding world. Regardless of whether people have a good or bad impression of this family, any special actions of this family will inevitably arouse people's speculation.

This family, known for its cunning, good at changing its stance according to the situation and playing two-faced, has been entrenched in the British wizarding world for centuries. Almost every head of the family can lead the family to further places.

Lucius Malfoy, the head of this generation, is the best among them. No one would believe that he would choose to betray the Dark Lord on impulse. Since he dares to make his attitude public in front of the world, it must be because he has a better choice.

Everyone was watching, even Fudge, who had never dared to admit that Voldemort was back from the dead. Everyone knew that the Malfoy family would suffer the Dark Lord's crazy revenge, but no one dared and no one was willing to help Malfoy at the risk of their own life.

They wanted to see whether the next employer chosen by Malfoy could protect the subordinate who was the first to speak out publicly.

This will determine their subsequent choices.

"Also," Sebastian glanced at Draco, "Voldemort has assembled his men and is preparing to attack Malfoy Manor tonight."

Charles's emotions were quite calm, but Draco, who was sitting opposite him, couldn't calm down at all when he heard these words.

Although he had thought of this possibility a long time ago, he did not expect that this day would come so soon.

He stood up suddenly, and the chair behind him made a loud noise on the ground.

"Today, tonight?" The corners of Draco's eyes were slightly red, and there was unconcealable panic on his pale face.

"Yes."

Draco's lips trembled, and he turned his gaze to Charles. His lips opened and closed several times, and finally he uttered: "Ciel, I want to go back."

Of course he knew that staying in school was the best choice for the Malfoy family. He also knew that if he went back now, he would only be a burden. But, but he had to stay with his parents...

The usually proud and unruly young master was shaking uneasily, like a kitten abandoned in the rain, panic-stricken and helpless, and he couldn't stop the trembling in his voice after several breaths.

"Charles, I have to go back." He reached out and grabbed Charles' arm, repeating this sentence over and over again.

"I have to go back."