The Charles Becomes a Wizard

In a sense, Gellert Grindelwald is really a terrifying person.

Charles thought so as he looked at the old man who was like a fish in water at his own dining table.

Gellert's life, which is longer and more eventful than that of ordinary people, has given him a rich reserve of knowledge and far more profound insights than ordinary people can match.

His profound background and his complex, fascinating qualities allow him to easily get close to anyone and make people involuntarily relax their guard against him.

Charles even heard him talking to his mother about clothing matching! His suggestions on matching also won his mother praise from many noble ladies at various tea parties.

"Mr. Grindelwald, don't you have anything else to do?" Charles asked with a smile.

To be fair, Gellert behaved very well during his time at the Phantomhive home and never tried to contact Dumbledore - at least, Sebastian, who was sent to watch him, didn't notice.

As for monitoring guests, is this unethical?

Oh, come on. Charles had no good feelings towards Dumbledore, who looked down on ordinary people. Naturally, he would not allow a dark wizard who had once been committed to making ordinary people slaves of wizards to wander around in his house.

No matter how approachable and amiable Gellert appeared, Charles never let down his guard against him. He knew very well that this seemingly charming old man had the blood of ordinary people on his hands.

Even if it was to limit the alliance between Gellert and Dumbledore and increase the difficulty of his original plan, Ciel would not be so bold as to risk the lives of the entire Phantomhive family.

To be on the safe side, of course the most powerful fighting force of the entire Phantomhive family must be sent to his side.

But I don’t know what Gellert was thinking. He didn’t do anything that Charles was worried about. Instead, he was too calm.

Charles, who was so busy that he was hitting his head, couldn't stand it very much.

Now that we're out of Nurmengard, let's get to work!

What happened to leading your men back to the top?

Do your subordinates know that you are now living in the home of the Muggles you once looked down upon?

Use your former courage to do things!

It would also give him an excuse to send him to see Merlin or something...

In response, Gellert said that older people cannot stand fighting and killing. And he never said that he would lead his men back to their peak...

The time he spent at Phantomhive Mansion was a rare period of leisure in his life. What he saw and heard here made him truly begin to reflect on whether his previous methods of trying to rule Muggles were a bit too radical.

Everyday he just reads books, studies things that Muggles name "science", and teaches the two children of the host family some knowledge and skills related to magic.

That's right, Gellert was pulled over by Charles to be a tutor.

We can't just leave such a big Dark Lord at home to eat nothing. If we can make use of him, we must make good use of him.

Gellert undoubtedly knew more about the wizarding world than Sebastian, who was a latecomer. He also generously taught Ciel and Eric some unique tricks and techniques to save magic.

So even Charles, who was very wary of Gellert, couldn't help but change his opinion of him.

"No, of course not." Gellert closed the book in his hand. The big "Introduction to Physics" on the cover made Charles feel absurd for some reason. "Didn't you agree to let me live here because you hoped I wouldn't have to do unnecessary things?"

Seeing that Charles looked uncomfortable for a moment, Gellert laughed. He tapped the table in front of him with his fingers and said, "Or have you not given up on your plan to kill me?"

"What are you talking about?" Ciel spread his hands innocently. "How can a little wizard like me be qualified and capable of defeating the great Mr. Grindelwald?"

Not qualified, not capable?

Gellert chewed on these two words, but didn't say he didn't want to...

Well, Gellert also knew that what he did back then would not impress the boy in front of him, who looked cold and aloof but was actually a little soft-hearted.

But he had already done it, so it was only natural that he would suffer some backlash. And if he were allowed to do it again, he would definitely do the same thing!

When he realized that the magic world's barriers and self-isolation were only to protect wizards, the always proud Gellert almost went crazy - they should be the most special group of people with magic powers! Their innate talents should make them stand at the top of the world!

They should walk openly under the sun, accept the admiration and praise of others, and accept the gifts and resources from the whole world.

Why do those mediocre, ignorant, mean and arrogant Muggles have so much land and resources? Why do they force wizards to live in seclusion?

Compared with them, the wizards were like mice afraid of the light, cowering in fear of being discovered.

Gellert was very ambitious and he was unwilling to accept this reality. He wanted to provide wizards with a freer and more relaxed living environment. He formed a team and openly opposed the feudal and conservative Ministry of Magic.

Although the uprising ultimately failed due to various unexpected events, Gellert never gave up his ideals in his heart.

If he had the chance to do it again, he would definitely be more careful. At most, he would treat the Muggles a little better and hide his contempt for them a little deeper...

Gellert stroked the spine of the book with his fingers. At least there were quite a few smart people among the Muggles. If used well, maybe it would give him a big surprise.

"You may not have the ability, but your butler may not." Gellert's gaze turned to Sebastian who was standing beside him.

"Mr. Grindelwald, you are too kind," Sebastian smiled and stepped forward. "I am just a small butler. How could I attack a guest of the Phantomhive family at will?"

"Heh," Gellert casually put the book on the table and stretched his body, "What if it was an order from your little master?"

"As a qualified deacon, of course I must put my master's orders first." Sebastian changed his tone without changing his expression.

"Child, your butler should not be human, right?" Gellert asked abruptly.

"Why do you think so?" Charles was shocked by Gellert's sensitivity, but he said calmly: "Sebastian is just an ordinary person."