The Charles Becomes a Wizard

"Avada Kedavra--" a Death Eater who looked like he was dying shouted at Sebastian's defenseless back.

Under his malicious gaze, the spell penetrated Sebastian's body.

"Hahahaha..." A crazy laugh suddenly broke out from the Death Eater's mouth, but soon the sound stopped.

"How could it be..." The whites of the wizard's eyes were covered with red bloodshot. He looked at Sebastian who was still standing there unharmed, and a look as if he had seen a ghost appeared on his ugly face.

"Y-you...how could that be?"

"Even if you ask me why." Sebastian raised the corners of his lips slightly, "I just won't be killed by that kind of toy."

"How is this possible!" The man waved the wand in his hand again, and evil curses of various colors fell on Sebastian like fireworks, but still did not hurt even a hair of the other party.

Sebastian stretched out a finger and gently tapped the tip of the wand, and the next second the wand in the wizard's hand and his arm exploded at the same time.

A shrill scream suddenly rang out in the empty street.

"Hey, Sebastian," Charles, who stood there with a cold expression, turned his head to avoid the splattered blood and frowned in disgust: "You made it too dirty."

"I'm really sorry." The man who was mysterious in the eyes of the Death Eaters replied respectfully. "I will pay attention next time."

After seeing the strength displayed by Sebastian, several discerning Death Eaters secretly reached out to grab the door keys on their bodies, ready to escape at any time when the other party was not paying attention, but they did not expect that they would be tricked by the boy who they did not take seriously at all.

"Sebastian," Charles's clear voice sounded, and the delicate-looking boy raised his chin slightly. The cold moonlight cast a layer of silver light around him, and he was like a high god, coldly announcing their end.

"Leave them here."

"As ordered."

In the last moments of their lives, these evil wizards looked at the boy as if he were a maggot.

"Well, next..." Sebastian lowered his eyes and looked at the only Death Eater who was still breathing. Seeing him shivering, he slowly curled up a creepy smile.

No one noticed that in one of the houses with closed doors and windows, a man wrapped in a black robe had a sinister and vicious look.

......

"Master, aren't you worried that what happened tonight will get out?" Sebastian, who had changed into a pair of clean gloves, asked softly as he looked at the boy who was leaning in his arms with his eyes closed.

"What else?" Charles asked with his eyes closed: "Should I let you kill them all?"

There are still quite a few residents in Hogsmeade village now, and Ciel doesn't have the leisure to use the Forgetfulness Charm to erase all their memories of tonight one by one.

not to mention......

"Isn't this what you expected to see?" After saying this, Charles felt Sebastian pause, and then he felt the vibration in the other's chest.

"Ah, Master really knows me well." Sebastian stretched out his hand and lifted the strands of hair on Charles' forehead, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up.

"Hmph, hurry up." Ciel kicked Sebastian on the arm. "I'm sleepy."

"As ordered."

In fact, Ciel didn't care as much as Sebastian imagined whether the relationship between him and Sebastian would be known to others. In his opinion, it was not a big deal.

Anyway, Sebastian's attitude will be exposed sooner or later, so he might as well take the initiative to win the favor of the devil, and maybe it can reduce some of Sebastian's malice towards Gellert...

Ciel's thoughts paused for a moment and then quickly drifted away, thinking about the news he had just heard from the Death Eater.

Searching everywhere for the maker of the wand, could it be that something went wrong with Voldemort's wand?

The wand is very important to a wizard, it can be said to be half of the body. If there is really something wrong with the wand, does it mean that Voldemort's current physical condition is not as stable as he appears?

If that's really the case.

When a person who is extremely gifted, cold-blooded and cruel is pushed to the edge, he is likely to do something irreparable...

Charles' brows furrowed again, and a feeling of uneasiness suddenly rose in his heart.

"Master, do you need to deal with it in advance?" Sebastian reached out and smoothed Charles' brow.

"No," Charles replied after a moment's silence. "Let's wait until the rats gather together."

"It is better to deal with it once and for all, which can greatly reduce the possibility of rat infestation happening again."

Don't get me wrong, he certainly won't deal with all the evildoers at once, he's not some devil...

He just thought that if everyone gathered together, the deterrent effect would be stronger.

With Voldemort taking the lead, most of the hidden dangers hidden deep in the British wizarding world will emerge. If Sebastian kills Voldemort directly, it will not be so easy to clean up those guys who have strong malice towards ordinary people next time.

For Charles, who had a shallow foundation in the wizarding world, it took a lot of effort just to find them out of the rat hole.

So even if Voldemort and his Death Eaters have indeed brought some negative impact to Britain, Ciel is really unwilling to give up such a good opportunity.

An opportunity to reshuffle the rigid and old-fashioned wizarding world, an opportunity for the Phantomhive family to completely take root in the British wizarding world.

It's not that Ciel is partial to ordinary people, it's just that the living space for wizards is limited nowadays. With the continuous influx of Muggle and half-blood wizards, the resources that each person can get are pitifully few. If this race continues to be so complacent, it will surely go to destruction.

Unless... they are willing to contact and integrate into the world of ordinary people.

For the sake of Eric's future work and health, it's natural that Charles would want to get rid of some troublemakers in advance.