Hogwarts transfer students just want to be in love

As night fell, the Vandenheim Manor had become brightly lit.

The long tables on both sides of the spacious hall are filled with delicacies and wines. In the center, the tall Christmas tree is covered with colorful lights, highlighting the festive atmosphere.

The British gentlemen in luxurious dresses and their female companions exchanged cups, talked about business knowledge and literature, and made themselves appear elegant, classy and knowledgeable in front of others.

Among them, Charles, who is only 1.5 meters [-], is a bit out of place among a group of grown men, but he is the focus of the ball.

Almost everyone would smile and greet him when they saw him, and he responded gracefully. Although he looked like a teenager, his aura made people dare not look directly at him.

"Your master is really handsome."

At this moment, at the corner of the railing on the second floor, Mo Bai was leaning on the railing in the shadows, holding a cup of black tea and looking down at Charles in the lobby on the first floor who was at ease with the crowd.

He sipped the black tea in his hand, raised his eyebrows, and turned to look at the person next to him.

"It tastes good, but it would be nice if there was less sugar."

Sebastian never took his eyes off the young master in the distance, and his thin lips curled slightly upon hearing this.

"Master Charles is still a child, and he prefers sweeter ones."

"Because I was a child, I became the head of a big family."

Mo Bai also looked at the young man in the distance and sighed.

They had been chatting all day, and Mo Bai also got to know him a little bit.

Charles' parents were killed in a sea of ​​fire when he was young, and then he met Sebastian after many hardships.

The Vandenheim family can now have such a status in the UK, except for the hereditary title, the rest is all created by the 12-year-old child in front of him.

However, this is also too tiring.

Shire's body is only one year older than him, and he is obviously the same age as him, at the age of going to school carefree, but he has to support a huge family property and company.

Do you have to do your best for the royal family in secret?

He shook his head, it was still interesting to accompany Hermione at Hogwarts, and any major national affairs were too far away from him.

The reason why he agreed to Charles to come out like this is very simple, it's just mutual benefit.

Charles has completed his royal mission, and he will find whoever hurt Hermione.

However, he raised his eyebrows and looked at the deacon, "What are you doing here? I thought you were inseparable from your young master."

The black deacon tilted his head helplessly, "The young master ordered that I might scare the 'guest'."

"Right."

Mo Bai drank the lipstick tea again, curled his lips in disgust, "It's really sweet."

Just as he and Sebastian were watching the theater leisurely, while Ciel was in the crowd with a graceful and indifferent face, but was getting more and more impatient in his heart because of dealing with these dirty adults.

The noisy banquet suddenly gradually quieted down.

Everyone looked in the direction of the door.

Mo Bai also looked over, his eyes lit up.

The Lord is here.

The man standing at the door was dressed in a gold-rimmed dress, his golden hair was combed fancy, and he looked around with a proud smile on his face.

This is the fourth son of the current Queen and the most favored Prince Adam.

But it wasn't Prince Adam who caught everyone's attention, but the man standing beside him who actually stood shoulder to shoulder with him.

This is a prince, and the only people in the UK who dare to stand side by side with him are the few members of the royal family.

But haven't you seen this person?
The man in a black robe with long pale blond hair held a cane and looked at everyone with a sullen expression, his brows filled with undisguised disdain and disgust.

"Mr. Malfoy, please."

What surprised everyone happened. The majestic Prince Adam suppressed the proud smile on his face, took a step back, and stood behind the man, just like a small follower.

"kindness."

Who is this man?Actually let the prince stand behind.

The guests looked at each other in blank dismay, only the queen herself could have this honor.

This person can't be the queen's concubine, can he?
When all guesses were made, Charles had already walked out of the crowd and gave the two of them a gentleman's salute.

"Prince Adam, welcome to Vendorheim Manor."

He looked at Lucius again, "Mr. Malfoy, I have known you for a long time."

Adam squeezed out a smile, "Earl Vendorheim, I have invited Mr. Malfoy, the treasure you mentioned had better exist, otherwise..."

He squinted his eyes, with a strong sense of threat.

And Lucius stared at Charles with gray-blue eyes.

Originally, he sneered at the so-called "treasures". They were just Muggles, so what kind of treasure could there be?

But when he heard the description of that thing, his heart skipped a beat.

A stone that can turn a stone into gold.

Could it be the Philosopher's Stone that Nicole Flamel left outside?
He was moved at the time, if there was a Philosopher's Stone, why would he need to make false claims with these stupid Muggles...

However, when he saw Shire, he had a bad feeling for no reason.

Although it was the first time seeing him, he felt that the boy in front of him gave him an extremely uncomfortable feeling.

The devil-like boy in the principal's office could not help appearing in his mind, and suddenly found that the temperament of the two was very similar...

Not even the same age.

He frowned and erased the image in his mind.

What's the matter with the image, the image is nothing more than a Muggle, he can be crushed like a bug with his fingers.

"Where is the treasure you mentioned?"

"Here I will take you there."

The unkind eyes of the two were focused on him, but Charles remained calm and composed, showing an innocent smile, and raised his arms sideways.

"Please."

He turned around and glanced upstairs.

At this time, there was no one around the corner of the railing on the second floor.

The two were quickly brought to the door of the reception room.

"Mr. Malfoy, please come in..."

Lucius didn't even look at him, just let out a cold snort and pushed the door open.

Prince Adam was about to follow in, but was stopped by Charles.

"Your Highness, I think you can enjoy the banquet."

Adam stared, "How dare you stop me?"

It is a treasure that the wizard is curious about, of course he also wants to see it.

Said and went in.

But he felt a pain in his chest, and Lucius hit his chest with a cane and pushed it out.

"Don't follow."

Prince Adam watched the two enter the room helplessly, with humiliated resentment on his face.

Isn't it just a juggler who really thinks he is someone.

Sooner or later, we must find an opportunity to eliminate these aliens!
Turning around, he found a figure standing silently behind him.

"what!"

His legs gave way, and he sat down on the ground.

Looking up, Sebastian smiled and held out his hand.

"It's all right, Your Highness."

"You..." The prince was about to get angry, but he saw that his cry just now had attracted guests from afar.

He could only give up resentfully, get up and leave with an angry snort.

Sebastian ignored him and stood there staring at the closed door of the reception room. The light in his dark red pupils flickered on and off.

At the same time, Lucius frowned and urged while looking around the room just after entering the door.

"Something is..."

He swallowed half of the words.

Because he saw a person who he never wanted to see again in his life.

Mo Bai sat on the seat with a teacup in his hand, and smiled elegantly at him.

"Long time no see, Mr. Lucius."