The Charles Becomes a Wizard

After losing its eyes and its fangs again, the basilisk's threat suddenly decreased. It had no power to fight back against the man with a goat skull on his head. It could only endure the opponent's attacks again and again, looking even more miserable than Harry just now.

After the fight, one could even see a hint of grievance on the basilisk's ugly head.

Harry, who had shrunk and shrunk under a snake statue, blinked, and then blinked again.

No, this must be my illusion. How could a basilisk feel wronged?

After the basilisk was kicked away by Sebastian again, it disappeared into the dark passage in a fleeing posture.

Anyway, the young master's order was only to repel the basilisk, so there was really no need to chase it any further.

"Then what's next," Sebastian patted the non-existent dust on his hands, and turned his head sharply to look at Gilderoy Lockhart, who was clinging to the corner and trying to escape, "Professor Lockhart, where do you want to go?"

The person who was named stiffened instantly. He turned his head away slowly and forced himself to force a smile that was uglier than crying. When he met the pair of eyes that glowed ominously red in the empty goat's skull, he was so frightened that his legs almost went weak and he knelt down.

"Hey, sir..."

"Please call me Mr. Goat," Sebastian corrected.

Is this the point now?!

Gilderoy Lockhart secretly complained, but thinking of the other party's strength in fighting the basilisk just now, he quickly changed his words and said, "Mr. Goat, I don't think there is anything for me to do here, so..."

"I have some questions for you. Would you mind coming with me?"

Although this strange man who suddenly appeared used very polite words, it was obvious that he was not negotiating with him.

Gilderoy Lockhart did not want to go, but he did not dare to refuse.

"Well, I'm sorry."

When Gilderoy Lockhart heard the man say this, the next second, his eyes went dark and he fell into a coma.

Sebastian grabbed the man's collar lightly and just turned around when he heard Harry's voice behind him.

"Wait a minute, where are you taking him?" Harry shouted.

"That has nothing to do with you."

"But..." Harry thought that Gilderoy Lockhart should be handed over to Headmaster Dumbledore to punish him, but he was interrupted by the man before he could finish his words.

"Is that okay?"

"what?"

"That girl is not in good condition. If she keeps lying in the cold water, she might never wake up again."

After hearing this, Harry hurried to look at Ginny Weasley, but when he turned his head again, there was no trace of the man in front of him.

He disappeared as silently as he appeared.

Let’s not talk about how Harry brought the Weasley siblings and the Sorting Hat out of the Chamber of Secrets with his family.

On the other side, with Sebastian's "help", Ciel asked Gilderoy Lockhart all the information he knew. After sending Sebastian to change his dirty clothes, he opened the two-way mirror used exclusively for him and Lucius.

"Did you give me the cursed bracelet?" After a brief greeting, Charles asked straight to the point.

Gilderoy Lockhart is a man...

Although he graduated from Ravenclaw, a school known for its wisdom, he was not really smart in this matter.

Perhaps because he was too obsessed with improving his magic power, he didn't even figure out who was behind it and made such a big fuss for an illusory promise.

However, when he found out that the girl was controlled because she accepted a "gift", Charles' mind involuntarily recalled the farce that Lucius starred in Diagon Alley, which was why he contacted the other party as soon as he returned to the dormitory.

The corners of Lucius' lips trembled.

"You knew that this incident was caused by that bracelet?" Charles continued to ask.

"No, I just have some doubts." Lucius sighed and raised his hand to rub his eyebrows.

"So where does it come from...?"

"That one."

Voldemort? That shouldn't be the case. He should be concentrating on stitching souls right now and not thinking about such little tricks.

"No, I mean, it's another adult."

Ciel: ...

"That's really..." Charles thought for a moment and said sincerely, "Thank you for your hard work."

Looking at the boy in the two-way mirror with sympathy, Lucius felt that not only was he suffering, but he also had a miserable life, as miserable as someone who fell into Snape's cauldron and could not climb out.

How proud he was of being that lord's most trusted subordinate was how much he regretted it now.

It was all because he was too young and hot-headed back then. Even though he realized that the situation was not right, he was still unwilling to let the Malfoy family be inferior to others.

Being too popular and letting the superiors use it too easily resulted in two consecutive visits from the Dark Lords...

No, no one told him that the Dark Lord would split!

The worst thing is that the two Dark Lords seem to be in different camps...

Even though he was a Malfoy who was good at adapting to the situation and getting along with everyone, his mind was now full of the lawsuit.