The Charles Becomes a Wizard

Dobby was eventually sent to Malfoy Manor by Sebastian himself. Looking at Lucius's face, which was so gloomy that it seemed like water was about to drip, he knew that the ending that awaited him would not be good.

Sebastian was quite tactful and left Lucius some space to take care of household chores. After leaving Malfoy Manor, he did not go directly back to Hogwarts, but instead turned around and went to another place.

This is a manor that looks deserted. The once neat and clean courtyard is now overgrown with weeds, the marble statues are covered in mud, the walls are covered with ivy, and the broken windows creak in the night wind. The air is filled with an air of dilapidated decay.

The huge manor looked particularly gloomy under the cold moonlight.

Sebastian walked to the door without looking around and knocked a few times. Soon, the heavy door rubbed against the ground with a dull sound, and the door was automatically opened from the inside.

The room looked very clean inside, with a thick dark green carpet covering the smooth marble floor. Rows of white candles were burning on the chandelier in the middle of the hall. The dim candlelight lit up the entire hall, and also revealed the figure of the owner standing in the middle of the two-way staircase.

"Mr. Voldemort, it's been a long time since I last greeted you." Sebastian bowed slightly.

"What's the matter with that little brat?" Voldemort half-lay on the fence and looked down at him, still fiddling with his wand in his hand.

Oh yeah?

This attitude is...

Sebastian raised the corner of his lips in interest.

This person didn't have this attitude when facing me before.

Anger, disgust, and hatred were intertwined together. Even though they were deliberately hidden, these negative emotions were still very obvious in Sebastian's eyes.

But now he suddenly behaved out of character. Is it because he has something to rely on or something else?

It really makes people can't help but care...

"It's nothing serious. Young Master just wants to make some adjustments to the details of our previous cooperation." Sebastian said politely.

"If you have anything to say, come to my study and talk to me." Voldemort glanced at him indifferently, and walked upstairs first after saying that.

Sebastian followed slowly, as if he hadn't noticed anything was wrong.

......

"Sebastian."

"Yes, Master."

"Go find out why Voldemort stopped making Horcruxes."

"Master?"

"It's weird, isn't it?" The boy in the bathtub stood up from the water and let Sebastian put a towel on him. "This kind of thing can't just stop easily, right?"

"what do you mean?"

"Ah, I suspect someone else intervened and woke him up." Ciel pouted and walked out of the bathtub. "After all, judging from his current performance, it is impossible for him to realize how dangerous Horcruxes are by himself."

"This person may become a change in the plan, so it is better to find him as soon as possible."

A loud "bang" pulled Sebastian out of his memories, and amidst a cloud of dust, a big hole suddenly appeared in the wall beside him, and a red figure crawled out of the hole.

"Ah~ Sebastian~" The roar of the motor accompanied by an enchanting voice sounded in his ears, and the sawtooth with sparks suddenly attacked Sebastian.

Sebastian...he just wanted to leave right now.

He jumped back to avoid the first attack, but the owner of the chainsaw kept chasing him.

Sparks flew where the silver knife and the electric saw touched. The Grim Reaper with flamboyant red hair smiled nervously, revealing a mouthful of sharp teeth.

"Ahh~ Sebastian is just like in my memory, a good man~~"

Sebastian kicked him in the chest, and used the momentum to do a backflip to avoid the "cold arrow" shot by Voldemort from behind. His flying dinner knife just knocked away the wand in Voldemort's hand, and the red-clothed Grim Reaper jumped in front of him again.

"Haha, haha, haha," Grell Sutcliffe stuck out his red tongue and licked his canine teeth, "This evening should be very pleasant~"

Under the dim candlelight, red and black fabrics were entangled in mid-air, weapons occasionally collided with each other, making crisp sounds, the air was filled with the smell of gunpowder, and the elegantly decorated corridor quickly collapsed and was destroyed in the inhuman battle between the two.

"Ah, ah," Sebastian jumped lightly onto the roof and looked at his dusty clothes with a headache. "I can't appear in front of the master like this."

"How can you have the time to think about other men when you are fighting with someone else?" The red-haired Grim Reaper jumped down from the highest point of the manor, raised the chainsaw in his hand and chopped at Sebastian without hesitation.

"Come on, Sebastian, let's do a wonderful waltz together~"

"Please don't say such disgusting things. I don't intend to dance the waltz with you."

Sebastian's figure suddenly appeared behind Grell Sutcliffe. Death turned around suddenly, but was almost kicked in the face by him.

"Ahhhh, Sebastian, you actually attacked a lady's face, the most important part of her body!" A small cross appeared on Grell Sutcliffe's forehead.

"However," he changed the subject and raised a hand to stroke his blushing cheek, "this unique feeling of abstinence really makes me unable to resist."

He swung the chainsaw in his hand and twisted his body. "I can give birth to a child for you."

Sebastian:......

Voldemort, who has been expelled from the battle circle: ???

Did he just hear something strange?

"Please don't say such things, it's really disgusting." Sebastian emphasized again.

"How cold-hearted~" The red-haired Grim Reaper bent down slightly, his yellow-green eyes flashing ominously in the moonlight, and the chainsaw in his hand roared again. He ran towards Sebastian quickly with the chainsaw in both hands.

"Let me decorate you with bright red blood. Ah, a little pain is more exciting~"

"I'm sorry, my young master is still waiting for me, and I really don't have time to waste here with you." The snow-white gloves were stained with black, and the dark red eyes seemed to have sticky blood slowly flowing.

The chainsaw cut through the flesh, leaving large pieces of blood. At the same time, a black palm pierced through the red-haired Grim Reaper's lower abdomen, causing him to scream even more excitedly.

"Ah~ah..." A streak of bright red fell from the corner of Grell Sutcliffe's lips. "Such an elegant Sebastian, but like a tyrant, I can't control myself anymore."

Sebastian answered him with a clean kick, and Grell Sutcliffe was instantly kicked headfirst to the ground.

"Mr. Voldemort, I will tell the young master the truth about your attitude." Sebastian fell from the roof, his feet just stepping on the head of the red-haired Grim Reaper. He straightened his not-so-tidy appearance and said with a smile.

Voldemort looked at Sebastian, who was almost cut in half by a chainsaw but still looked fine, and his pupils trembled wildly:

"Excuse me," Sebastian bent down slightly, picked up Grell Sutcliffe by the collar and lifted him up a little higher, "Do you need me to help you deal with this garbage?"

Voldemort's worldview was once again severely impacted:...

"No, thanks." He stammered.