The Charles Becomes a Wizard

After snacks, Draco, who had successfully used his connections to get selected into the Slytherin team, used the excuse of attending training to tactfully vacate his dormitory for Ciel and Sebastian, the master and servant.

His figure disappeared quickly at the door, and Charles didn't have time to stop him.

"What did you do to him?" How could you scare him like this?

Ciel looked at Sebastian suspiciously, only to find that the demon who was supposed to be the mastermind was also confused.

Sebastian was really innocent, at most he just didn't care much about Draco. Even if he really didn't like this boy who had always stayed by the young master's side, he really didn't do anything wrong.

Arrogant, conceited, and arrogant but obedient Draco: I don't know why, but my father told me to stay away from him...

"Forget it," Charles shook his head and retracted his gaze. "Tell me the details of the factory first."

He had wanted to ask Draco if he knew what Lucius had stuffed into the red-haired girl's book in Diagon Alley, but now that he thought about it, it would be more convenient to just let Sebastian investigate.

By the time Ciel had finished all his business, about two hours had passed. He looked at the demon in front of him, holding a document and standing straight, and asked abruptly, "Sebastian, why didn't you just eat my soul when you first came to me?"

Obviously, Sebastian had successfully helped him get revenge, and logically, the conditions agreed upon before should have been met. Although there were some accidents in the middle, when the devil came to him, he did not resist completing the original contract.

So, what has kept you alive till now?

Is it the devil's evil taste or so-called aesthetics? Or...

Sebastian paused for a moment, then closed the document in his hand as if nothing had happened, and looked at the boy sitting on the soft chair with a smile: "Master, what do you think is the reason?"

He stood with his back to the light, his figure was slender, and his shadow covered Charles tightly, as if he was hiding the most precious treasure, not allowing others to get a glimpse of it.

Sebastian looked down at him, his eyes flashing with an extremely obscure red light due to a mixture of appetite, greed, and malice.

From the perspective of being at the bottom, this was undoubtedly a gaze that was full of oppression and made people feel cold in the heart, but Charles didn't care about it at all, and even seemed to be accustomed to it.

As the undertaker in another world once said, Sebastian is a vicious dog. Even if this vicious dog is tied with a collar, it still cannot learn to be obedient.

Ciel had never taken Sebastian's occasional little thoughts to heart. As long as he was useful enough to send all those who had hurt or insulted him to hell, some bad tastes were no big deal.

After arriving in this world, Charles became even more self-indulgent. In his opinion, the extra days he lived were all earned in vain. If nothing unexpected happened, he would eventually become food for the demon in front of him. Sooner or later, it didn't really matter.

"Are you worried about something, Sebastian?" Charles supported his chin with his index fingers crossed and looked at Sebastian with burning eyes.

"Master, why do you still think so?" The devil slowly grinned, his sharp canine teeth gleaming coldly, "Don't you think this idea is ridiculous?"

"Really?" The boy's eyes, lit by the candlelight, were as bright as stars, but his aura was not inferior at all: "At first I did think this guess was a bit outrageous. After all, you are a demon who can suppress the god of death. What could make you afraid?"

"But your reaction now tells me that my guess is not wrong."

Based on what Ciel had known about Sebastian over the years, his reaction was a bit too much, and...

Ciel stood up and slowly walked over to Sebastian.

"Let me think about it. You originally wanted to bring my soul back to the original world, right?"

"What made you change your mind? Were you injured while looking for me? No, in this case, you should be more eager to return to your original world. That is your home, and it should be more convenient for you to heal."

"After finding me, why did you willingly accompany me to Hogwarts to play the game of defeating the big devil?" Ciel took another step forward, and their toes touched each other. The boy's slender and fragile fingers poked the devil's lower abdomen.

"If I'm not mistaken, you should be very hungry, right?"

That's why the look he gave me after we met again became unusually hot, filled with a desire that could hardly be concealed.

"Then why don't you just eat me? Is it to uphold your so-called aesthetics?" Ciel showed a purely harmless smile on his face, he looked up at the demon in close proximity, "Or you simply can't do it?"

The thin boy raised his head proudly, with a confident and clean smile on his pretty face...

It looks like a kitten that has caught a mouse and is trying to show its support to its owner.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Sebastian raised his hands to cover his face, and a deep and magnetic laugh poured out from between his fingers.

This performance is a bit too cute...

It seems that his patience during this period was worth it, and his young master never lets him down.

Sebastian did encounter some trouble after crossing the world wall, but if he insisted, he could bring Ciel's soul back by paying a small price.

However, Sebastian discovered that the young master's soul looked a little gray, as if he had lost his obsession after his great revenge. It was not the same as before. Even if he just looked at him from a distance, he could feel the alluring fragrance emanating from that clean soul.

Sebastian, who had very high requirements for food, felt a little dissatisfied, so he planned to take good care of himself before enjoying the food.

If he has no obsession, then he will create one. If he has no desire to live, then let other humans use those ridiculous emotions to tie him to this world...

The most wonderful foods taste better after a long period of hunger.

He couldn't wait to enjoy his food...

By then, the young master's soul will surely be more beautiful...

"What are you laughing at?" Charles frowned in dissatisfaction.

Did he guess wrong?

It shouldn't be...

"Master," Sebastian put his hands on Ciel's shoulders. He leaned down slightly and looked at his own figure reflected in the boy's pupils, with an ambiguous smile on his lips. "It is undeniable that you did guess some things correctly, but you still have to find the whole truth yourself."

"You have performed very well. Please continue to work hard in the days ahead."