The Charles Becomes a Wizard

"Are you laughing at me, Sebastian?" Charles waved Sebastian's hand away.

"How could that be?" Sebastian took a step back, keeping a normal social distance from Ciel.

"I was clearly praising the young master," Sebastian said sincerely.

Charles was silent for a while: "The truths you said..."

"Shh." The demon put his index finger wrapped in a white glove on Charles' lips, and smiled to stop him from saying anything else.

"It's a secret. Even if it's the Master's order, I can't tell you directly."

"Besides, it's more interesting to find the answer yourself, isn't it?"

"You're so long-winded." Charles narrowed his eyes and slapped the devil's hand away again. "Got it. I won't ask you again."

Sebastian withdrew his hand without changing his expression, and then heard Ciel say, "Keep an eye on Dumbledore these days. He might attack me."

The Savior's adventure on the first night of school was now widely spread in Hogwarts, and it was impossible for Dumbledore not to know that it was he who did it.

According to the previous experience of a certain unknown red-eyed dark devil, the old man with a strong desire for control might not be able to endure it for much longer.

I just don't know what the White Lord, who always claims to protect the safety of all Hogwarts students, is going to do?

Sebastian stared at the boy who seemed to have given up on asking the question in an instant, and slowly lowered his head: "Yes, my lord."

......

In order to create an opportunity for Dumbledore to take action, Charles began to act alone. In just a dozen days, he visited all the places he should and shouldn't go, but nothing happened.

Until a piece of news came to his ears from Zabini's mouth.

"I heard that there is a mirror that can fulfill wishes in the restricted section of the library." Zabini said as he returned from the Hufflepuff table.

Although the badgers don't usually show up to make a name for themselves, they are the most informed of gossip among the four colleges.

"A wish-granting mirror?" Draco curled his lips nonchalantly. What's so great about a mirror? His father would grant all his wishes.

"Yes, it is said that there are people who can see their own future in the mirror." Zabini was just saying it for fun and didn't take the rumor seriously.

The little Slytherin snakes are always cautious and rational. They seem to be born with the ability to analyze value and weigh gains and losses, so they know very well that everything in the world has a price tag already, and those pies that appear out of thin air are often poisonous.

Ciel tapped the table with his fingers. This setting seems a little familiar...

Mirror......

Could it be the Mirror of Erised that Sebastian saw at the beginning?

It always feels a bit weird to hear this news at a time like this.

"Draco, do you want to go and take a look together tonight?"

"Hmm?" Draco turned to look at him in surprise: "Is there anything you want?"

"No," Ciel shook his head, "I'm just a little curious about what my future will be like."

Charles did not see the so-called "future" in the Mirror of Erised, but he picked up a book from the mirror.

Looking at the book with "Deciphering Advanced Black Magic" written on its dirty cover, Charles sneered.

Are they trying to take advantage of children's particularly strong curiosity?

Putting him on the same level as Voldemort, Dumbledore really thinks highly of him...

"Ciel, what is this?" Draco, who had just come back to his senses from the image in the mirror of himself winning the Quidditch trophy for Slytherin, stopped showing off when he saw a book suddenly appear in Ciel's hand, and came over with some curiosity.

"Let's talk about it when we get back." Charles hid the book under his wide robe, put his index finger against Draco's forehead and pushed him away.

"Okay." Draco retracted his neck and began to speak: "Charles, what do you see in the mirror?"

"Did you see the Quidditch trophy I just won?"

"I know that scarred man will never be my opponent in the future!"

"I'm telling you..."

"Draco."

"what?"

"Shut up, do you want to be caught by the professor on night watch?"

The footsteps of the two people faded away, and the room returned to silence. The pale moonlight poured into the room through the glass windows, and in the dark corner, the corner of a light purple robe flashed by.

......

"Master, what are you going to do with this thing?" Sebastian flipped through the book in his hand. "Do you want to bring it back and try to make a Horcrux?"

"And then become a crazy person with a sane mind?" Ciel glared at him. "Do I look like the kind of idiot who would split his soul randomly in pursuit of immortality?"

"If you are careful enough when splitting your soul, you can stay rational." Sebastian analyzed objectively. "The reason why Mr. Voldemort's temper became uncontrollable in the later period is because he split his soul into too many parts."

"Watching all the familiar people leave you, and then wandering alone in this world like a lonely ghost?"

"This kind of thing should be a punishment, right?" Charles paused after he finished speaking. He glanced at Sebastian and saw the confusion on his face.

That's right, as a demon who can live forever, what I said should be ridiculous to him.

Ciel emphasized this with his chin supported by one hand.

"I absolutely, absolutely do not want to gain eternal life by splitting my soul."

He always felt that if he didn't make this clear in advance, the demon in front of him might do something unnecessary.

He didn't mind having his soul eaten by the devil, but if he became a victim of the devil's evil taste, then there was no need for that...

"So what do you mean?"

"Let's spread the news," Ciel narrowed his eyes slightly. "Immortality, I think there should be many people in Hogwarts who would be interested in this matter, right?"

Dumbledore had already handed the knife to him. If he didn't stab it back, wouldn't that be too unkind to the other party's "deep friendship"?

"By the way," Charles turned the ring on his thumb and was silent for a long time before continuing, "Before you release the book, remember to change the content and write down the consequences of creating a Horcrux."

"As you command, Master."