The Charles Becomes a Wizard

Eric's request was ultimately ruthlessly rejected by Charles.

A gathering place for dark wizards doesn't sound like a good place.

Ciel just wanted to buy some things for after school today and had no interest in adventure games.

There is an "international wanted criminal" following behind me, and being able to end this "journey" safely is better than anything else.

"Diagon Alley is still the same as it was back then." Gellert couldn't help but sigh as he looked at the familiar scene before him.

Back then, he and Albus also...

"The last time you came to Diagon Alley was probably half a century ago, right?" Ciel said indifferently, "The most famous commercial street in the British wizarding world has not changed in half a century. Is that a good thing?"

Gellert: ...

The melancholy that had just gathered in Gellert's chest was instantly swept away. He looked at Ciel with a half-smile: "Got it, can we sign the contract when we get back?"

Isn't it just to urge him to make up his mind as soon as possible?

This child's ability to seize opportunities is something that not many people can match.

But since his old subordinates have no objections, there is no need to leave him alone. They have to cooperate anyway, so it doesn't matter whether they say it earlier or later.

"Please rest assured, you will not regret your decision today." Charles replied with a smile.

These two people casually made a plan that would affect the future development of the entire wizarding world on the busy street of Diagon Alley.

Seeing that Charles had finished his business, Eric started dragging Charles around the streets.

As if he was curious about the new gadgets and also wanted to vent his unhappiness about not being able to go to Knockturn Alley, Eric turned on the "revenge shopping mode". Sebastian had more and more things in his hands, and even Gellert had a few things stuffed into his hands without any explanation.

Looking at the box in his hand, a novel feeling came over him. Gellert had lived for so many years, but he had never done anything like helping to carry bags.

Most people's attitude towards him is either submissive or fearful.

He hadn't experienced this kind of intimacy for many years.

But Gellert did not hate this feeling. On the one hand, although the Phantomhive family were Muggles, they always acted in moderation and were not annoying. On the other hand, he had taught the two children for a while after all. Whether from the perspective of future cooperation or personal feelings, it seemed nothing to be a little closer to them.

So Gellert was happy to act like a gentle and loving elder, carrying the things and walking behind the two children.

They quickly finished buying everything and finally arrived at Flourish and Blotts Bookstore.

Looking at the long line in front of the bookstore, Charles fell silent.

Ciel turned to look at Sebastian.

Sebastian understood: "Young Master, please go to the dessert shop next door to rest first. I will prepare the textbooks."

Charles nodded in satisfaction and was about to leave when he heard a small commotion in the crowd.

As we all know, where there are many people, friction and disagreement are likely to arise. Charles had no intention of watching the fun, so he just glanced casually...

Wait, did he just see...

Ciel glanced again uncertainly.

Good, he was right.

Draco, can you tell me why you can fight against the Savior even after leaving Hogwarts?

And Mr. Malfoy, isn't it a little too natural for you to put things into little girls' books?

His steps to leave stopped abruptly, and Charles was a little curious about what bad idea the "sinister and cunning" Malfoy had come up with.

So, after performing a clumsy play and preparing to leave the bookstore with Draco, Lucius looked up and saw a pair of twins standing not far away, and the old man with a kind smile behind them.

Lucius: !!!

I wonder if it's too late to pretend I didn't see them?

"Hey, Charles, Eric, you're here too." However, Draco didn't care about his father's life or death at all. He stood on tiptoe and waved happily at Charles and the others.

"Mr. Malfoy, Draco, good afternoon." Charles and Eric greeted in unison.

It was indeed polite, but Lucius would rather the two of them simply ignored him, not to mention that there was an even more untouchable person next to him...

Lucius carefully observed Gellert's expression.

"Sir...Mr. Phantomhive, good afternoon." Lucius stroked the snake staff in his hand and struggled for a moment about how to address Gellert, then gave a polite smile.

Draco didn't hear what Lucius said, but when he saw a strange man following the two brothers, he looked at him curiously: "Who is this? Is he Eric's new butler? Where is Sebastian?"

Lucius was stabbed in the back by his own son just as he walked up to the group: !!!

"No, this is a guest in our house." Charles looked at Draco with a complicated expression.

Let Gellert be Eric's butler? Even he didn't dare to think so!

"As for Sebastian, he went to buy textbooks for me." Ciel gestured to Draco to look at the particularly conspicuous figure in the team that was almost entirely composed of women.

"I see." Draco nodded, then looked at what Gellert was holding and asked in confusion, "Why don't you use a shrinking spell? Wouldn't it be more convenient to hold it that way?"

I never expected there would be a trio of shrinking spells:...

"If not, my father can help." Draco patted his chest.

Lucius: !!!

My dear little ancestor, please shut up! The expression on that adult's face froze!

Lucius is now extremely regretful. How on earth did he raise his little idiot to be such a person who cannot read other people's faces?

Because he was really worried that Draco would say something that would scare him again, Lucius refused Ciel's invitation to have tea with him on the pretext that he had other things to do.

"You scared him." Charles stated the fact in a calm tone as he watched Lucius hurried away.

"I didn't do anything. He was just too timid." Gellert shrugged.

He believed that he was not a cruel and unreasonable person, and he would not vent his anger on his parents because of a few careless words from a wizard cub who didn't know his identity.

The old man thought so as he didn't care about his reputation in the wizarding world at all.