The Charles Becomes a Wizard

"That damn scar-head must be planning something weird, Ciel..."

Draco suddenly broke into the room, looked at the strange postures of the two people in the room, and silently swallowed the rest of his words.

The atmosphere in the room suddenly became awkward. Sebastian was about to say hello, but Draco, who was irritated by the scene in front of him, said "Sorry to bother you" and ran out like a gust of wind.

Ah, discovered.

Charles felt very calm, and even had a thought: "As expected."

Based on his understanding of the devil, since this guy has already decided not to be a crow anymore, even if he is lucky enough not to be discovered this time, there will definitely be another "accident" happening next time.

It doesn't matter whether you are discovered earlier or later.

But why did Draco run?

This is obviously his dormitory.

Shouldn't he have asked about Sebastian's identity first? Why was he running?

Ciel, who was used to being served by demons, had no idea how much of a shock the little platinum noble's heart was caused by what he was accustomed to.

Draco at the door was also asking himself this question.

Why on earth did he run out?

Moreover, if he was not mistaken, the person kneeling in front of Charles should be an adult male. Doesn't Hogwarts allow outsiders to enter and leave at will?

Where did that man come from? Could it be that I was just hallucinating?

Draco got excited and pushed open the door again and rushed in.

Well, the two people in the room still maintained the same posture, except that Charles changed the foot that was stepping on the man's knee.

"Ciel, who is he?" Draco asked with a frown. "Why is he in our room?"

"I'm sorry to meet you like this for the first time, Master Malfoy." Sebastian tied Ciel's shoelaces and stood up. He placed his right hand on his left chest and bowed slightly. He introduced himself with a humble look, "I am your exclusive butler, Sebastian Michaelis."

"Sebastian..." Draco muttered, and the next second he showed an expression like a cat with its fur standing on end.

"You are the crow?!!!"

"Yes." The devil's handsome eyes were filled with a gentle smile: "I had no choice but to appear in front of you in that form before. I am grateful for your care."

Charles tilted his head in confusion: He always felt that Draco's reaction was a little too big. Was there something he didn't know?

Draco felt a little hopeless when he thought about the childish actions and complaints he had made when he was alone in the dormitory, all of which were seen and heard by the person in front of him.

A blush spread from his neck to his fair face, and Draco felt embarrassed and annoyed for a moment.

"You..." He pointed at Sebastian and didn't say a word for a long time.

What could he say? Ask the other person to forget everything he saw in the house? What if the person didn't take it seriously? Wouldn't it be a blatant reminder?

Ciel is watching from the side! If he knew, he would laugh at me, right?

Seeing that Draco's eyes were red with anger, Ciel quickly apologized.

After all, it was indeed his fault for not telling Draco in the beginning that crows could transform into humans.

But Charles' apology was of little use, as Draco looked at him and seemed to get even angrier.

Just when Charles was at a loss, the young platinum noble who was shaking with anger was inexplicably coaxed by Sebastian's words, "I have been following the young master to protect his safety."

Ciel: ...I seem to have missed some crucial information.

Glancing at Draco who was already looking around Sebastian, Ciel collected his scattered thoughts and asked, "Draco, what did you want to tell me when you came in just now?"

"Oh, yes!" Dracoola said mysteriously, "I heard Potter and the others talking. It seems they are planning to go out for a night tour tonight."

"Well, so what?" What does their night outing have to do with you?

"I will report them then!" Draco waved his fist. "They will definitely be punished!"

Charles hesitated to speak.

On the one hand, he didn't know why Draco liked to do such things that hurt others and did not benefit himself as soon as he met Harry, on the other hand...

"Has it ever occurred to you that you were also on a night patrol when you reported them to the professor on night watch?"

Are you planning to kill all three of them together? !

Draco was stunned, his pupils trembling. Obviously, he had not considered this when he was thinking about how to catch the savior.

But he was reluctant to give up such an opportunity to let Scarhead suffer. He looked at Charles with a dazed look, his eyes were wet and a little red at the corners of his eyes.

Obviously, he was the one who took the initiative to stir up trouble, but Draco looked a little too innocent now.

Ciel felt a little soft-hearted when he looked at him. He pondered for a moment and raised his hand helplessly to press his forehead: "If you insist, Sebastian."

"Master."

"Go and follow them tonight and make some noise on their way back."

After all, he had a better relationship with Draco than with Harry. Moreover, he had concealed the matter about Sebastian before, so making Draco happy with this little thing was also an apology.

"Yes, Master."

"Also, I want to know what they are planning to do..." Draco's eyes lit up and he added, "Those three have been acting sneaky lately."

Ciel gave Sebastian a look, and Sebastian responded, "Don't worry, Master Malfoy."

......

As the sky darkened, Hogwarts Castle fell into a deep sleep.

The Gryffindor trio, with a lot of secrets in their hearts, quietly pushed open the door. Before they set foot into the castle, they saw an ugly-looking cat. Looking back, they saw Mr. Filch, with a terrifying face, giving them a slightly hideous smile under the flickering candlelight.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!” Three terrified screams rang out in the quiet castle.

Sebastian, who had been hiding in the dark the whole time, gave a gentle smile to the cat in Filch's arms before leaving.

At the same time, Draco was pacing back and forth in the dormitory restlessly.

"Why hasn't he come back yet so late? Could he have been discovered?"

"What should we do? If he is caught by Dumbledore, will he betray us?"

Draco's thoughts couldn't help but slide in a more terrifying direction. The more he thought about it, the more nervous he became. However, Ciel, who should have been more nervous, was in stark contrast to him. He was sitting quietly at the desk, flipping through a novel.