The Charles Becomes a Wizard

Ciel: “…”

Although Sebastian's words sounded fine, he always felt as if something was wrong...

At the moment when Charles' eyes were covered by Sebastian, the situation outside suddenly changed.

The members of the Order of the Phoenix who suddenly appeared in the room quickly engaged in a battle with the Death Eaters. Various spells crisscrossed in the air like a gorgeous fireworks show.

Charles still used his claws to pull down Sebastian's hand that was blocking his eyes, and to prevent him from doing bad things again, he kept stepping on it.

All the students except Harry hid themselves. Only Harry stood beside Sirius with his wand. The two of them cooperated very well. When the spell cast by Harry hit the Death Eater on the opposite side, Sirius subconsciously shouted, "Well done, James!"

This sentence made Harry stunned for a moment, and then he was knocked away by the spell cast by the Death Eaters, and happened to fall in front of Sebastian and the others.

"Oh my, this is really..." Sebastian looked at Harry who fainted in front of him, thought for a moment and chose a suitable description.

“Thank you for the gift of nature?”

Ciel: ...

Ciel glanced at Sebastian and stretched out his paw in Harry's direction.

Don't just stand there, get to work!

"Harry!" Sirius, who was watching this scene, exclaimed. While fending off the attacks of the Death Eaters, he moved quickly towards Harry.

In fact, it wasn't just him. Almost all the members of the Order of the Phoenix panicked after seeing Harry get hit...

They trusted Dumbledore, believed in the prophecy, believed that Harry was the savior, and believed that he would be the only one to defeat Voldemort...

How could the Death Eaters let them go so easily when they saw that the Order of the Phoenix was in disarray?

Even if the Death Eaters are not as loyal to Voldemort as they appear to be, it does not mean that they will have much good feelings towards the Order of the Phoenix.

Realizing Harry's importance to the Order of the Phoenix, the Death Eaters focused their main attack targets on Harry.

In this kind of melee, the effort required to protect a person is far greater than that of the attacker, so the situation that was originally somewhat clear became chaotic again.

Sebastian seized the opportunity and floated to Harry's side like a gust of wind. His fingers wrapped in white gloves gently touched the scar on Harry's forehead, and the piece of soul that once made Snape feel despair was completely destroyed.

As light as brushing off an inconspicuous speck of dust.

"Okay, young master, we can go back now." Sebastian turned his back to the wizards and walked towards the door. No one noticed him during the whole process. It was as if he was not living in the same level as others.

Is this the end?

So fast?

Ciel tilted his head and couldn't help but stretch his body to lean on Sebastian's shoulder to look back.

Sebastian let his two hind paws rest on the palm of his right hand, and gently supported his back with his left hand.

"If you don't move, you'll be discovered."

Voldemort should have noticed it by now, and he will arrive here soon.

So...will these members of the Order of the Phoenix really not be wiped out if they fight Voldemort?

Charles glanced back again.

"What's wrong? Are you worried, young master?" Sebastian stopped and asked softly.

"Meow." Charles looked at him with his big deep blue eyes.

"Well, if you insist."

Fortunately, Dumbledore arrived in time before Voldemort started killing people. He perfectly contained Voldemort's actions, and then under the "joint efforts" of the two great wizards...

The Ministry of Magic was successfully destroyed...

Ciel, who was taken to a safe place by Sebastian first, looked at the dusty Ministry of Magic and fell into deep thought.

After a while, he looked up and meowed at Sebastian.

Sebastian was stunned for a moment, then he laughed: "You are worthy of being a young master. You always have so many wonderful ideas."

"Meow, meow?"

"Of course, if you want, the Phantomhive family will certainly be able to undertake the restoration work of the Ministry of Magic."

"Meow meow."

"How can a Phantomhive employee not be able to do such a small thing?"

"Meow."

The cat and the demon were chatting with each other, and if you ignore the surrounding environment, they actually look cute.

Then, a yellow-green spell flew towards Sebastian.

"Oh my, what a terrible meeting etiquette." Sebastian, holding his young master, dodged the attack of the spell swiftly, and looked at Voldemort with a hint of coldness in his eyes.

Voldemort didn't want to fight after missing the first blow. He just looked at Sebastian with resentment, and the next second his figure quickly disappeared in front of them.

The speed was so fast that even Sebastian was stunned for a moment.

"What should we do, Master? It seems we have been discovered."

A demon whose perception ability far exceeds that of ordinary people said with an innocent look on his face.

Ciel: "......"

"Voldemort seems to have realized that it was me who did it."

So...whose fault is this!!!

Ciel scratched Sebastian again.

......

Although Ciel wanted to take over the restoration work of the Ministry of Magic, the Phantomhive family's roots in the wizarding world were still too shallow, so Ciel turned to Gellert.

Although the Wu party has always had a bad reputation, it does have a lot of practical industries under its control.

Gellert expressed great interest in Charles' idea.

As long as Gellert expresses his position, other problems will no longer be problems. The people under Gellert will do everything possible to satisfy him.

I have to add one more thing here. The reconstruction of the Ministry of Magic cannot be accomplished by simply "restoring it to its original state". The most important thing is actually the magic circle embedded inside the building.

As for whether Gellert's men would add some secret spaces with special functions during the construction process...

Well, those are just small things...

Harry and his merry friends once again had considerable marks deducted from their house and received a "warning to drop out" from Howard.

The group left the principal's office with their heads down like defeated roosters. What awaited them next were accusations and reproaches from their classmates.

Thinking of Dumbledore's criticism of them, the expressions on their faces became even more dejected.

The situation in the British wizarding world became increasingly tense. Even though Howard had been trying to control it, the tense atmosphere still permeated into Hogwarts.

The emotions of fear, worry, and uneasiness intertwined together made the students of Hogwarts become anxious and irritable, like a firecracker, even the smallest spark could ignite them.

Naturally, Harry and the others became the targets of concentrated fire, and had an extremely difficult time during the last period of this semester.

But for Harry, the situation was not too bad. Sirius was still alive and well, and his mind had no longer been connected to Voldemort since that day.

"Are you serious?!" Sirius put his hands on Harry's shoulders and looked at him intently. "Good boy, tell me when did it start?"

"After I woke up, that connection disappeared." Harry pursed his lips uneasily: "Sirius, but I feel a little..."

"Hey, don't worry, buddy. This is a good thing." Looking at Harry who was a little uneasy, Sirius patted his shoulder and gave a hearty smile.

"The Dark Lord attempted to harm us by manipulating your mind, but his scheme was unsuccessful."

"Because you are strong enough and brave enough."

"He couldn't have anticipated this."

"You've failed his plan once again, and you've gotten rid of his influence over you."

"Harry, if James saw you like this, he would be proud of you."

Sirius, who had calmed Harry down, turned around and the smile on his face fell.

Although he said that, Sirius actually had no idea.

He didn't know the reason why the Dark Lord and Harry had such a special connection, nor did he know whether the "disappearance" Harry mentioned was really disappearance, or hiding again.

——After all, before this year, no one knew that their thoughts could influence each other.

Sirius would certainly not hide such a big thing from Dumbledore. When Dumbledore heard the news, a black figure suddenly appeared in his mind.

Yes, in fact, it was not only Voldemort that day, Dumbledore also noticed the butler named Sebastian who was not supposed to be there at that time.

However, Dumbledore was concerned about the safety of the little wizard and did not go to see him immediately. After Dumbledore had settled other things, the figure had disappeared quietly.

Harry's current situation...

Could it be that the mysterious man did something in the middle?

Based on Dumbledore's understanding of Voldemort, if nothing unexpected had happened, the other party would never let Harry go so easily.

According to Voldemort's usual style, he should forge various memories in Harry's mind, and then find ways to stimulate him, torture him until he turns him into a madman...

But Harry's reaction was a little too calm, almost too calm to be normal.

It’s not that Dumbledore wanted Harry to be tortured or anything, but the feeling that something was out of his control made Dumbledore feel a little anxious.

Dumbledore, who had promised Sirius that he would check on Harry after the holidays, looked at the reply letter with exquisite patterns on the table with darkening eyes.

"So, what exactly did you do?"

......

Eric, who had just completed a task and was sitting in the car resting with his eyes closed, welcomed an uninvited guest.

Hearing the "crackling" sound in the air, Eric's eyelashes trembled, and he opened his deep blue eyes and looked over.

"I thought you should know that it is very rude to come uninvited." The boy's lips curled up in a polite smile. "Mr. Dumbledore."

Dumbledore looked at the boy in front of him with a complicated expression. There was still a strong smell of blood lingering around him. Thinking of the terrifying methods that the child had just displayed, Dumbledore turned around and swallowed the words that were on the tip of his tongue.

It seems that the original plan needs to be changed slightly. People with such scheming methods cannot be easily influenced.

"Is there anything Mr. Dumbledore wants to say?" Eric raised his hand and pinched his eyebrows.

In order to complete the task assigned by the Queen as soon as possible, Eric has been working non-stop for several days and now he really doesn't have much energy to deal with Dumbledore.

"You are here probably because you can't see Ciel?" Feeling the pain in his head, Eric continued without waiting for Dumbledore's answer, "Although I don't know what happened, I'm sorry that I can't help you."

"Ciel has always been in charge of the affairs of the wizarding world. There must be reasons for what Ciel does. I will not interfere with Ciel's decision."

"Even if his decision puts others in danger?" Dumbledore asked.

Eric stopped moving and looked up at Dumbledore in surprise: "If I'm not mistaken, you saw what I did just now, right?"

"If that's the case, then what gave you the illusion that I would make my brother unhappy just for a bunch of strangers?"

Dumbledore was speechless for a moment.

"Besides, the wizarding world has been stagnant for too long. It's time for some special changes, isn't it?"

"Revolution is bound to involve bloodshed." Eric tilted his head, and a bright smile suddenly broke out on his face.

"It's all about making the wizarding world a better place."

“It’s all for the greater good.”

"I think if it was Mr. Dumbledore, you would understand, right?"

Dumbledore's breathing suddenly stagnated, and the boy in front of him suddenly overlapped with the boy with dazzling blond hair half a century ago.

The aura around Dumbledore suddenly surged. Eric, who was completely locked in by the powerful magic pressure, blushed unconsciously, but there was still a playful look in his eyes when he looked at Dumbledore.

"Oh, Mr. Dumbledore, I'm so sorry. Did I say something wrong and offend you?"

Eric asked knowingly.