Luckily the main story is at Hogwarts

At the round table in the living room of the house, Ciel and the little boy sat quietly on both sides.

There was nothing on the table, no mellow-smelling coffee, no silky red wine, no flowers, no decorations.

Even the room itself was empty, the emptiness was a little scary, pale, and a little abnormal.

There was only a little boy in the house.

But now we should include Ciel and Madison who came to visit.

"It seems like you know what you're capable of."

Ciel said calmly to the little boy.

The little boy looked at him.

"I know."

"What's your name."

"Henry."

"Where's the last name?"

"I do not have."

The conversation between the two was brief.

Word Spirit!

A word that sounds strange yet familiar, this is the ability of the little boy Henry.

Thanks to Madison's desire to debut in Hollywood and become a star, which has almost become her persona, Charles can so quickly associate it from stardom to Hollywood, and then to Henry, not long ago, once said Something like that.

Finally I found it, the problem turned out to be here.

It's a pity that Madison should forget about being popular.

It's the rules of the world that keep her from becoming popular.

The word spirit is not a native vocabulary of the United States and Britain. To describe it in their language, this sentence should be translated into a magical language.

That's true.

In the realm of magic, names and words themselves are magical.

The spirit of speech is the power represented by a language, which can be divided into many types.

For example, Silver Tongue in the plot of Ink Heart, Pinocchio in the fairy tale world, and even the Trelawney family where Professor Sybill Trelawney belongs in the main plot, strictly speaking, they also have the power of speech.

And the little boy Henry, Charles vaguely remembered, seemed to be a lie that came true.

Lies are not truth. The reason why a lie is called a lie is because it is not true. But who can be sure that if a lie is told too many times, it will not become true?

Naturally, Ciel remembered Henry's abilities because he remembered Henry's plot.

He does have a plot going on.

It's probably a very short story composed of good werewolves, fallen angels, crazy demons, witches who like to fall in love, ordinary people and Henry.

The moral of the short story is to describe human nature in depth, so it forces so many strange character settings to be put together in order to better highlight the conflict.

It's not an American TV series or a movie, it's just a science fiction short drama.

But these science fiction short dramas are the most troublesome in the plot line. Even if Charles, as a planner, is very knowledgeable about some unpopular knowledge, he dare not say that he has watched all the videos in the world.

And in the short play, it may be just a setting, but when put into the overall plot, the derived things are all trouble.

Take this little boy Henry, for example.

He couldn't meet anyone else, fallen angels, kind werewolves and the like.

Because when he was in the game, Ciel had encountered a similar situation. He had never seen the short drama and was confused, so he went to look for a guide.

I found that in similar situations, many characters and background settings are extracted independently in order to better serve other plots.

What the hell.

However, this ability is indeed very useful, if you can...

Perhaps because Charles's gaze was too fiery, Henry raised his head and said without fear.

"I've seen that look."

"A lot of people looked at me that way before."

Although Henry has the power to make lies come true, he is still just a child, but the special treatment this special power brings to him has made him a little precocious.

"I'm not like them."

Ciel said.

"What difference does it make."

"Because I am special too."

He took out his wand and tapped it gently on the round table. Suddenly, a stream of water gushes out of the wand, and it turns into a beautiful beaver that jumps around on the table, and finally jumps into the air and explodes into little cold stars.

Charles had been a Hogwarts professor, so when he went to pick up the new students, he would inevitably have to show off his skills.

This hand is the one he is most familiar with.

Sure enough, Henry immediately became stunned.

He looked at the table, then at Ciel, and finally at the wand in his hand.

Sure enough, he was still a child. Although he had special powers, the poor living environment forced him to become sensible one step ahead.

But essentially he is still a child.

Not much knowledge either.

"This is, this is..."

"It's magic."

Ciel said.

"You have such a special power, so it's not surprising that there is magic in this world."

"The power in me is also magic?"

Henry asked impatiently.

"That's right, it's not."

"If you follow me in the future, I can teach you slowly."

Henry hesitated.

He said before that he had seen many looks like this from Ciel, which was indeed true. After all, he was still young, and sometimes this ability would be exposed intentionally or unintentionally.

And once he is discovered by someone interested, they will look at him like this, as if they are looking at some rare treasure.

Of course, this is not a wonderful thing.

Because he is a human being, not a treasure.

"You must be lonely."

Ciel continued.

"Only you."

Henry was startled.

Yes, the previous gypsy mother was also fake. Presumably, Henry used his ability to create it.

"I know magic, follow me and I can teach you."

"Your ability must be very unstable."

Henry's ability is indeed unstable, and lies come true beyond his control.

He unintentionally made up a lie and told it to the children in the cornfield, and it turned out to be true. The magic circle he casually talked about really worked. It is precisely because of this that if there is a missing sacrifice and an extra sacrifice, all It doesn't matter.

Because it itself is fake.

No one knows what effect the magic circle can have, not even Charles, not the children in the cornfield, and probably not even Henry himself.

Then he burned Janice to death, and he burned Lesas to death just because of an unintentional remark.

Then he brought an old tree to Lesas to bloom, again because of his unintentional words, he looked like a Hollywood star.

His abilities are very uncontrolled, almost chaotic.

Henry became more hesitant after hearing this.

"And I can do magic myself."

"Your ability is not necessary for me, it is just a help, so... you don't need to worry, I will do to you what those people have done to you in the past."

"No matter what they've done."

Ciel knew very well that once Henry's ability was exposed, no one would necessarily do anything, because in a sense, this was also a wish come true.

If controlled well.

But after hesitating for a long time, Henry shook his head firmly.

"Do not."

He said.