The Charles Becomes a Wizard

The accident happened very quickly. Spots of blood blossomed into hideous blood flowers on the boy's collar, blooming on the white collar like a beautiful embellishment, gorgeous and dazzling.

When Sebastian turned around, he saw Charles spitting blood and falling to the ground.

His body moved faster than his thoughts to Ciel's side and he carefully held him in his arms.

The boy's face was pale, his eyes were tightly closed, and there was a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth. His thin body was so cold that it was frightening like a corpse. His hands were tightly grasping his chest, and his body was constantly shaking.

Sebastian gently raised his hand to brush away the boy's hair that was wet with cold sweat and stuck to his forehead, as if he was treating some precious treasure. His red eyes lit up with an ominous and obscure light, and his voice was soft and slow, but for no reason it made people feel creepy.

"It's really pitiful, Master."

"Didn't I tell you a long time ago that you should stay by my side obediently?"

Unlike Sebastian's seemingly calm appearance, the shadow behind him no longer looks human at all. An icy and chilling malice is spreading rampantly in the castle. An invisible pressure makes people feel short of breath and their heartbeats speed up, as if the giant beast in the abyss has finally opened his eyes, ready to devour anyone at any time.

And the humans he chose didn't even have the slightest desire to resist.

Draco's pupils shrank to the size of needles out of fear. He knew he shouldn't take the initiative to stand up at this time, but...

He glanced at Charles worriedly, and pinched his palms deeply to control his instinct to turn around and run away. He squeezed out a few words from his mouth despite the pain, "Should we... let the healer check it out first?"

"Ah." Sebastian raised his head and glanced at Draco indifferently. Without the cover of his hair, his erect pupils were exposed to the eyes of the wizards without any obstruction.

There was a sudden gasp from the crowd.

The most popular professor at Hogwarts over the years might not be human!

"I think this is what caused the young master to become what he is now..." Sebastian let Ciel lean against his chest, put one arm around his waist, and lifted up his left hand with the other.

The wide wizard robe was stacked between Charles' elbows. On the boy's slender arm was a bracelet about two meters wide and exquisitely carved. There was a bloody glow flowing on the bracelet, and the place where it touched the skin was red and swollen, like a leech that could suck blood, biting the boy's flesh tightly.

Even Sebastian couldn't remove the bracelet without hurting Ciel.

Although Sebastian said so, the murderous intent lingering around him still made the therapists afraid to approach him.

"Sebastian, put Charles down first. You will delay his treatment if you remain like this." Gellert, who had sorted out the complicated emotions in his heart, frowned and scanned the crowd with his sharp eyes.

"The most important thing now is to find the culprit."

There are so many people here, and it is not easy to find the Death Eaters who have taken Polyjuice Potion.

"Heh," Sebastian chuckled and lowered his head to give a light kiss to the top of Charles' head, which was already soaked with cold sweat, "I will not let the young master out of my sight again."

"As for the culprit..."

"Why should we look for him? He is among them anyway."

"Wouldn't it be alright if we just killed them all?"

Sebastian said this lightly, as if to prove that he could do it, and the shadow under his feet grew at an incredible speed and climbed onto the body of a werewolf. The next second, a shrill howl was heard in the castle, and then in full view of everyone, the werewolf was completely swallowed up by the pitch-black shadow, disappearing without a trace, not even a hair was left.

A shadow like black mist covered the sky and blocked all the exits of the auditorium. Even with the use of Apparition, there was no way to avoid the attack of the mist. The panicked figures quickly dissolved in the black mist.

The wizards in the auditorium were like animals trapped in a trap, unable to escape and could only accept their fate of death.

"Are you crazy?!" Gellert opened his eyes wide in disbelief, and suddenly raised his wand and pointed it at Sebastian.

Even he couldn't help but feel a chill down his spine when he saw this scene.

crazy?

Sebastian didn't agree with Gellert, he knew exactly what he was doing.

In fact, after realizing that this bracelet would not take Charles' life in the short term, the murderous intent in his heart was suppressed for the most part.

The world outside is very dangerous, and he hopes that the young master can face this fact as soon as possible.

It is inevitable to suffer a little in the process of facing reality.

The main reason why he suddenly wanted to attack the wizards present was because Ciel had wasted too much time and energy on this group of unimportant humans. Sebastian felt that this was a rare opportunity to reasonably get rid of this group of humans.

He was too careless before, and actually let the young master stay with a group of ants. He didn't think about the possibility that the young master would be hurt by the ants...

The young master, whom he had raised with great difficulty, was almost snatched away by death in front of him because of his negligence.

How could Sebastian not be angry?

If he hadn't confirmed that the person in his arms was still alive, everyone present would have been slaughtered by the angry demon in the first place.

After all, it is just a piece of cake for the devil to wipe out a group of humans who make him feel irritated.

"Oh, Mr. Grindelwald, do you want to be my enemy?" Sebastian glanced at Gellert, still with a faint smile on his face: "You should know that wizards' spells have no effect on me."

"As far as I can remember, you wouldn't be so..." Sebastian chose the right word: "Stupid."

Facing the pressure brought by a real demon, Gellert's palms holding the wand were sweating a little, but his attitude was very firm: "I won't let you do anything to them."

"Is that so?" Sebastian raised his eyebrows. "If that's your attitude, then if the young master asks me about it in the future, I'll have something to say."

As soon as he finished speaking, Sebastian dodged and kicked Gellert away. His tall figure knocked over one table after another until his back hit the wall hard, barely stopping himself.

Gellert felt as if all the bones in his body were about to be broken apart. He raised his hands to support himself on the dirty ground and couldn't help vomiting blood.

"Mr. Grindelwald!" Several exclamations came from the crowd. Even though they knew they could not defeat Grindelwald, his men still drew out their wands at the same time.

"Hey," Gellert waved at them from a distance, then returned his gaze to Sebastian: "Ciel, huh, won't allow you to do this."