The Charles Becomes a Wizard

Ciel: ...

Gellert: ...

"Ah, Nurmengard, it collapsed." Amid the flying dust, Sebastian's voice sounded particularly refreshing.

Is this the right time to say something like that with such a relaxed look?! Ciel, who was sitting on Sebastian's arm, couldn't help but kick him.

Do you dare to turn around and take a look?

Mr. Grindelwald's face turned blue!!!

And wasn’t Nurmengard the prison that Grindelwald used to imprison rebels?

Why is it so vulnerable? Could it be that they cut corners when they built this place?

Countless comments flashed through Charles' mind in an instant.

In fact, the reason why Nurmengard was destroyed by several spells was purely a coincidence.

Gellert's men did not cut corners when they built Nurmengard. They were determined to make this prison the most indestructible place in the wizarding world. They built layer upon layer of magic circles, making it difficult for anyone to escape successfully, let alone destroy the place.

However, every magic circle has its weakest point. After discussion, Gellert's men unanimously decided to concentrate all the weakest points in the same room, and cast heavy magic in this room to ensure that no one except Gellert and the people he designated could enter.

In their opinion, there could be no safer place than Mr. Grindelwald's rooms.

Unfortunately, it was the room that Gellert took Charles and the others into...

Well, to put it simply, it was the spell cast by Gellert that destroyed all the magic circles that kept Nurmengard running.

"Sorry for being rude just now." Sebastian said, loosening his hand that had been holding Gellert's arm and taking two steps back.

"It's okay, I should thank you..." Gellert said this almost while gritting his back teeth.

As a king, Gellert still had some magnanimity. He knew very well that Nurmengard collapsed because of the curse he cast, so even though he was a little unhappy, he did not vent his anger on the master and servant in front of him.

And anyway, this man did pull himself out of Nurmengard before it collapsed.

Although, if these two people had not appeared today, things would not have developed to this point.

But Nurmengard is gone...

Gellert looked at the ruins with an extremely complicated look.

The place where he had sworn he would never step out of again in his lifetime had collapsed.

Does this mean that the relationship between him and Albus will never go back to the way it was?

When Albus got the news, he would definitely think that he had broken his promise, and that he still hadn't given up his ambitions, right?

Gellert smiled wryly.

There were several consecutive "crackling" sounds in the air, and people kept appearing in front of the ruins. When they saw Gellert standing in front of the ruins, the expressions on their faces instantly changed from anger, shock and annoyance to excitement. More than a dozen people who seemed to be in high positions on weekdays knelt down on one knee with one hand on their chest.

"Mr. Grindelwald, you finally figured it out."

If they were still worried and annoyed when they first sensed the accident in Nurmengard, now the only emotion left was excitement.

It’s good that it collapsed, it’s good that it collapsed!

Now that Nurmengard is gone, Mr. Grindelwald will not be trapped and die in this deserted place!

After so many years, no one knows how much they hope this damn place will disappear, and no one knows how much they hope the king they are loyal to will return!

If they were to say, Albus Dumbledore was not worthy of all that Mr. Grindelwald had done for him!

"My old friends, it's been a long time, get up quickly." Gellert changed his depressed and lost look and greeted them loudly.

As a qualified leader, hiding one's true emotions in front of one's subordinates is the most basic ability. Gellert, who has always been persuasive, quickly calmed down the overly excited emotions of his followers.

However, since the loss of Nurmengard was so sudden, he had not thought about what to do next.

So after rejecting a number of his followers' suggestions on where to live next, Gellert turned his attention to Charles, who was watching the show quietly.

"Huh?" Faced with Gellert's request to stay with him, Charles wanted to refuse.

But looking at the ruins in front of me, I felt inexplicably guilty.

In fact, when Gellert's men found out that Ciel was British, they were not very happy. After all, Dumbledore was also in Britain, and no one knew whether Mr. Grindelwald would be deceived by him again.

It's not that they don't have confidence in Mr. Grindelwald, but their king is like taking a love potion when he meets Dumbledore. Whatever the old bee says is the truth, and they can't help but worry.

But Gellert insisted, so he just let it go.

After all, Mr. Grindelwald has come out of Nurmengard, which is a good sign. We can take our time with other things.

"I say," seeing that they had already decided on Gellert's future residence, Charles couldn't help but say, "The place you are talking about is my home, right? Doesn't this kind of thing require my consent?"

"Are you going to refuse the request of a homeless old man like me?" Gellert's meaningful eyes moved between the Shire and the ruins.

Ciel: ...

Homeless?!

Do you want to listen to what you are saying!

You can't even find a place to live, are those men behind you just here to do nothing?

Forget it. Anyway, he came here with the purpose of dividing Dumbledore and Grindelwald in the first place. It should be safer to keep them under his own watch...right?

Ciel thought uncertainly.

Anyway, because he picked up a dark lord on the way, Ciel's vacation in Germany had to be interrupted early.

Of course, Vincent had agreed to let Gellert live in Phantomhive Manor.