The Charles Becomes a Wizard

At any time, destruction is always easier than protection.

Therefore, even though the Death Eaters under Voldemort's command had their strength greatly reduced due to the betrayal of a number of nobles, they were still not at a disadvantage against the Order of the Phoenix.

The Daily Prophet updates the list of missing wizards every day, and obituaries appear from time to time.

The tense atmosphere spread throughout the wizarding world. The animals at Hogwarts waited anxiously for the next day's newspaper every day, fearing that they would see a familiar name in it. Howard once again received a dozen applications for expulsion.

In order to avoid being affected by the war, many wizards have considered moving their families abroad.

In fact, Charles could understand the wizards' decision. After all, most people did not like fighting and killed, and longed for a quiet and peaceful life. However, if too many wizards left the country, it would not be a good thing for Britain.

Moreover, under Voldemort's repeated attacks, several major commercial streets in the British wizarding world were almost completely reduced to ruins, and commercial activities were almost completely stopped. If this continues, it is likely to completely drag down the wizarding world's economy, which was not very stable to begin with.

The nobles who control most of the funds are fine, but the most dangerous ones are the ordinary wizards who have lost their families or are homeless. Who knows what terrible ideas they will have when they are forced into a desperate situation?

This was obviously not what Charles wanted to see.

"So you mean to make this war..." Sebastian put the teacup in front of Ciel.

"Ah," said Charles, taking a sip of his tea from his cup, "let's get it started as soon as possible."

"Master, war kills people. Even if you didn't do it yourself, are you really ready to bear such a heavy sin?"

"It's better than leaving it alone and leaving trouble behind, right?" Ciel propped up his chin with one hand, "This long-lasting battle should finally come to an end."

"I think Mr. Dumbledore would not refuse an opportunity to duel with Voldemort for the sake of the stability of the wizarding world."

"So how do you plan to convince Voldemort?" Sebastian asked.

"Isn't that what you need to do?" Ciel raised his eyebrows slightly. "You can do it, Sebastian."

"I really can't help you." Sebastian sighed helplessly, then took Ciel's left hand and kissed the back of his hand. "If this is your wish, I will certainly do it for you at all costs."

Sebastian's figure quickly disappeared in the dormitory. Charles looked at the back of his hand in silence for a while, then turned his eyes away indifferently.

......

I don't know what Sebastian did, but Voldemort finally agreed to Dumbledore's invitation to a decisive battle, but the location of the decisive battle was chosen in the Forbidden Forest, the place closest to the young wizards.

Although Howard refused in his real name, he really had nothing to say when facing Dumbledore and Voldemort.

In order to prevent the Death Eaters from taking the opportunity to break into Hogwarts and endanger the students, Hogwarts' defense system was fully activated for the first time. All professors and teaching assistants picked up their wands, waiting for the fierce battle that might break out at any time.

In fact, it was the right decision to prepare for the battle in advance.

Before the battle in the Forbidden Forest even began, a large number of Dementors surrounded Hogwarts, followed by hairy werewolves and huge, smelly giants.

Under the continuous attacks of these species, the outermost protective shield of Hogwarts formed by spells cast by wizards quickly shattered like an eggshell.

"So, it was a very correct decision to grit our teeth and repair the various formations in the castle." After settling the students, Howard licked his dry lips as he looked at the enemies outside the castle.

At least if they really can't hold on, they can still find a way to transfer the younger children out safely.

He took out his wand and strode out of the castle, standing with other professors and teaching assistants.

The werewolves and giants were kept out by Hogwarts' numerous formations and spells cast by the professors.

But what Howard never expected was that a Death Eater would break into the castle through the Vanishing Cabinet that was brought into Hogwarts by students in advance.

The entire castle was in chaos in an instant. The senior students took up their wands and fought against this group of fierce and brutal enemies.

"Be careful!" Draco shouted at Charles, who dodged a spell swiftly by leaning sideways, and then without hesitation cast a spell to kill the grinning Death Eater.

"Draco, are you okay?" Charles glanced at Draco quickly.

Ciel could imagine that, given how petty Voldemort was, Draco, with his dazzling platinum-blond hair, was definitely a favorite among the Death Eaters.

Voldemort would definitely like to see the betrayer in agony, and the Death Eater who can bring the traitor's only bloodline to him will definitely be rewarded by the Dark Lord.

"Not bad." Draco raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead. Although he had just killed someone with his own hands, the arm hanging by his side did not tremble at all.

"Do you want to change your hair color?" Charles asked. "Or just cover it up a little bit."

This unique hair is so eye-catching.

"It'll be okay, I'm a Malfoy." Draco touched the portkey on his chest and winked at Charles.

With the portkey, he could escape at any time even if caught by the Death Eaters.

What's more, besides this, he also has a lot of protective magic props.

He realized that this was a great opportunity to completely reverse the reputation of their Malfoy family in the wizarding world. How could he give up so easily?

Since you are going to do it, do it to the best of your ability. What does it look like to camouflage your hair color?

It's just making people laugh.

"Then you be careful." Seeing that Draco understood what was going on, Charles didn't say anything else.

"Where are you going, Ciel?"

"Cut off their path to Hogwarts." Ciel said as he strode forward.

"Where's Sebastian?" Draco asked from behind him.

"I can do it myself."

Sebastian is now outside the castle defending against the enemies outside. Calling him back casually may affect the entire battle situation.

Once a gap is opened outside and Hogwarts is attacked from both inside and outside, the situation will become very serious.

Charles clenched his fists, and his palms were slightly sweaty.

Sebastian, who was killing the Dementors, suddenly stopped and turned to look in the direction of the castle.

"Michaelis, be careful!"

The spell cast by Professor McGonagall hit the thick-skinned giant, but her attack did not cause much damage to the giant. It only caused the thick wooden stick in the giant's hand to pause for a moment, and then continued to smash down on Sebastian's head.

There was only a loud bang, and the wooden stick with a huge sound of breaking through the air was blocked by a hand wrapped in a white glove, and a cloud of dust rose around.

Sebastian, who was originally thought to be beaten into a paste, stood firmly in place. His slender fingers formed a sharp contrast with the wooden stick that was bigger than him. The whole scene even looked a bit funny.

"I'm really sorry," Sebastian said politely, "I'm in a bad mood right now. Can I trouble you to die once?"

This question, of course, receives no answer.

The next second, Sebastian turned into a sharp blade and split the huge giant into two pieces from the waist.

The tall figure fell to the ground with a loud bang, but it did not attract much attention in this castle that was already in chaos.

"Ah, my gloves are all dirty." A man in black stood in a pool of blood and sighed in distress. He shook his hands lightly, and the crimson liquid fell from his fingertips like beads with broken strings, merging with the pool of blood under his feet.

"Ok?"

Noticing Professor McGonagall's gaze on him, Sebastian's face once again showed the gentle smile that Professor McGonagall had seen countless times.

"Professor McGonagall, thank you for your reminder just now," he said.

"Who the hell are you!" Professor McGonagall screamed with her pupils shaking violently, looking at Sebastian with shock in her eyes.

This is absolutely impossible for a human to possess!

"Oh?" Sebastian tilted his head. "I'm just an ordinary butler."

Who on earth would believe this kind of nonsense!!!

Do you want to see what you just did?!

Professor McGonagall's eyes moved around the body of the giant lying behind him, and she seemed to be about to say something but stopped herself.

At this moment, a silver light suddenly flashed in Sebastian's hand, brushed against Professor McGonagall's temples and flew behind her. Professor McGonagall turned her head suddenly, and saw the werewolf, whose forehead was pierced by a silver knife, fell to the ground with a thud. A ferocious expression still remained on his hairy face, and sharp fangs protruded from his mouth, as if he was going to bite off the neck of his prey.

This discovery made Professor McGonagall shudder.

She didn't dare to imagine what would have been waiting for her if Sebastian hadn't acted in time. The best outcome would have been death.

"Just know that I have no ill will towards you." Sebastian's voice behind him was still gentle and polite. "Now is not the time to chat. It's better to be careful."

"Professor Michaelis!" Seeing Sebastian about to turn around and leave, Professor McGonagall hurriedly called him. "Can I ask you to take care of the other giants?"

Compared with werewolves and Death Eaters, giants with thick skin and flesh are more difficult for wizards to deal with. The spells cast on giants are unlikely to cause much damage to them.

If these giants could be destroyed, life would be much easier for the professors at Hogwarts.

After all, for the fragile wizards, once they are hit by the weapons in the hands of the giants, their combat effectiveness will basically be reduced to zero.

"Sorry, Professor McGonagall." Sebastian turned his head slightly to look at Professor McGonagall. The fire burning beside him illuminated his handsome face. She didn't know if it was Professor McGonagall's illusion, but she seemed to see a hint of red light in his eyes.

"I have more important things to do right now."

The young master is really too willful. He even dares to act so arrogantly at this time.

More importantly...

Professor McGonagall's mind raced: "Mr. Phantomhive would be sad to see so many people he had known die!"

sad?

Sebastian stopped again. He felt that Professor McGonagall had absolutely no idea of ​​his young master's temper.

According to the young master's personality, he would not take these people with whom he had not had much communication seriously at all.

but......

If the young master knew that he was doing nothing in this situation, he would definitely be angry.

Sebastian adjusted his gloves, lowered his brows, turned into a stream of black light, and ran against the flow of people towards the direction of the giants.

Let's make a quick decision...

......

The sound of fighting at Hogwarts soon reached the Forbidden Forest, and the faces of people from the Order of the Phoenix and the Ministry of Magic instantly turned ugly.

Many of them had children now at Hogwarts, and it was hard not to be upset.

"Oh," Voldemort smiled slowly at the solemn Dumbledore, "It seems that the performance over there has already begun, so we should also start the next activity."

"It's very stupid of you to do this, Tom." Dumbledore was of course a little flustered, but he knew very well that the more time came, the more he could not show any sign of uneasiness.

Everyone present was looking at them.

"You should know that with those two people around, you will definitely lose this war." Dumbledore said in a decisive tone.

"Hmm?" Voldemort's eyes were filled with obvious malice. He did not argue with Dumbledore on this issue. "Do you know what orders I gave them?"

"After today, anyone who dares to defy the Dark Lord will be punished by being turned into a werewolf or completely destroyed."

This statement caused an uproar instantly. No one expected Voldemort to be so crazy.

After truly realizing the importance of the soul and knowing clearly that his soul has no possibility of recovery, Voldemort no longer cares about the future of the British wizarding world. He wants revenge on the old man who pushed him step by step to this state.

What better way could there be to inflict pain on the old man than to destroy the wizarding world he had worked so diligently to protect for so many years?

Dumbledore's expression suddenly changed, and the light from the wand in his hand just blocked the killing curse cast by Voldemort.

Like a signal to start a war, the war in the dense forest officially began.