The Charles Becomes a Wizard

Before Voldemort could say anything, he heard a soft "bang" and a figure suddenly appeared in an open space not far away.

"Ciel, what just happened...?" Lucius asked anxiously before he could even stand still.

At this moment, he didn't care about such trivial matters as Apparating directly into other people's homes was extremely rude to the nobles.

He just wanted to find out whether the face that appeared in the two-way mirror was the person he imagined.

If not, why does this person look so similar to that man many years ago, before his madness was revealed?

If so, why is that gentleman here in Shire?

No, it shouldn't be that adult...

After all, Ciel's behavior just now was no different from usual, and he didn't look like he was hurt or coerced...

The Malfoy family was doing very well at the moment, and Lucius should have hoped that the madman would never appear again, but, for some reason, he suddenly remembered the time when the knowledgeable man personally taught him spells when he was a child...

Lucius was extremely confused at the moment, and for a moment he couldn't figure out what he was thinking.

However, no matter how many thoughts he had, they all disappeared when he felt the familiar and frightening demonic pressure in the room.

Turning his head to face the man sitting opposite Ciel, Lucius lowered his body and knelt down.

He lowered his head tightly, and his soft hair fell from his shoulders, hiding the panic on his face.

"Lord, welcome back."

In fact, from Lucius's subconscious behavior, we can see how much psychological trauma Voldemort's rule in the past caused to the wizards.

The head of the Malfoy family, who is one of the most powerful people around the Dark Lord, is so afraid of him. You can imagine what those wizards who are not as powerful as Malfoy or who are targeted by Voldemort will feel like when facing him...

Voldemort didn't speak for a while. Lucius lowered his head even lower, his body trembling unconsciously, and fine beads of cold sweat oozing from his smooth forehead. How could he still look half as elegant as he did in the two-sided mirror?

Malfoy, who was usually eloquent, was like a sparrow with its tongue plucked out. He dared not make any sound, but just waited quietly for the man's verdict on him.

Lucius knew very well that according to Voldemort's temper before his disappearance, the Malfoy family's behavior over the years could not satisfy the other party.

Time passed by minute by minute, and seeing that Voldemort still had no intention of speaking, Ciel became a little impatient and winked at Sebastian.

"Mr. Malfoy, please stand up first," Ciel said, breaking the silence in the room, "This is our new partner of the Phantomhive family. I don't think I need to introduce you to each other."

In Charles' opinion, Lucius, a partner who can bring him huge benefits, is much more important than the second-generation Dark Lord who has just been tormented by the devil and currently has only a title.

"Isn't Mr. Phantomhive meddling a little too much?" Voldemort raised the corner of his lip.

No matter what, Lucius is still his subordinate. How can he let an outsider dictate how he treats him?

"Mr. Malfoy is my guest, and this is my home." Charles said with a smile.

In the Phantomhive mansion, no matter who it is, they have to obey him!

Listening to the tit-for-tat conversation between Ciel and Voldemort, Lucius was helped up from the ground by Sebastian in a daze.

For a moment, Lucius wondered if he had been cursed by something strange.

Otherwise, how could he see that adult arguing calmly with a little Muggle wizard?

Shouldn't he use evil curses to severely punish those who disrespect him?

Merlin's suspenders and socks haven't been washed for hundreds of years.

If this is a nightmare, let him wake up soon!

Lucius reached out and pinched his arm in a daze.

There was a sharp pain in my arm, and when I looked up again, the scene in front of me still hadn't disappeared...

One bad news, that adult is really back, one good news, his brain seems to be broken...

Voldemort noticed Lucius's little action and twitched his lips.

Didn’t Abu’s children look quite smart when they were young?

How come as I grow older, I seem less clever?

Voldemort didn't mean to leave Lucius alone just now, he just didn't know how to deal with him.

When he realized Dumbledore's trick after being reminded by the red-haired man, his own condition was actually very bad. In order to find a way to recover safely without being noticed by Dumbledore, he had no choice but to use the piece of soul that was previously split on the Soul Stone to continue to serve as the Dark Lord.

Out of personal caution and suspicion, he did not tell anyone about this replacement, not even Abraxas Malfoy who was with him at the beginning.

When he left, Voldemort didn't expect that the method to repair the soul would be so difficult to find, nor did he expect that those arrogant nobles would be so weak in such a short time because of the "tail" left by him when he "cut off the tail to survive".

Even Abu was taken care of by that "tail"!

When Voldemort found out that Abraxas Malfoy died of the "French disease", he was completely stunned.

No, weren’t my former seniors very smart?

Didn't he notice anything wrong with the "Dark Lord"?

Although to some extent, Abraxas' death was not caused by Voldemort himself, but judging from the result, it seems to be no different...

This made Voldemort feel a little guilty when facing Lucius, the son of an old friend. However, he couldn't express his guilt out of respect for the Dark Lord...

That's why Voldemort wanted to use Ciel's hand to take back the diary he had given to the Malfoy family.

But Voldemort never expected that Ciel would directly expose his existence to Lucius!

"I thought our previous agreement was that you needed to get the diary and hand it over to me." Voldemort was a little dissatisfied with Ciel's behavior.

"I just think it would be more convenient for you to ask Mr. Malfoy yourself," Ciel shrugged casually, "I don't think he will refuse your request."

No matter what the process is, just tell me whether you can get the diary in the end!