Broadly speaking, the Salem Witch is just a term that refers to wizards who have graduated from two schools: the Witch Academy in New Orleans and the Wizard Academy on the outskirts of the city.

And the object of their recruitment has always been natural witches, or wizards. There is no need to learn and witches who borrow power like hellish demons.

Their abilities are systematic, stronger than some wild wizards.

It's a pity that because there are many wizarding groups in the United States, the number of students they recruit has not been too large.

I don't know much about the Wizard Academy, but here at the Witch Academy, there are only a few young witches from before. Everything else is here as a guest.

In addition to some graduated witches in the past, in fact, the Salem witch group has no more than 20 people overall.

In terms of wealth, apart from school buildings and some antique collections, there is no wealth at all. However, they often receive sponsorship from some sponsors, which can make them worry about food and clothing.

Overall, the Salem Witch sounds good, but that's actually what it is.

Moreover, even if they have a lot of wealth and power, they can't just give it to Fiona.

Not to mention, Charles, who had just arrived, had already discovered that she didn't even have much control over her own basic disk, the witch school.

Not to mention the students, even her daughter, who is the principal, doesn't like to see the former super witch and her mother.

……

"In short, it's a pit."

Charles, who was looking through the information in the passenger seat, came to a conclusion.

Originally, he didn't think much about it, but after noticing it again, he didn't care even more.

However, the information about a certain student suddenly made him interested.

Or rather, it's not an interest, it's a curiosity.

"Is this true?"

"You mean Zoe?"

Seeing the words in the information on his fingers, Fiona, who was driving, turned her head and showed a faint smile. "She's a new recruit from my daughter half a month ago, and her talent is indeed as you can see, well, it's a black widow."

Shire Moran.

I have gained knowledge, and I still have this talent......

Thinking back to the girl with long hair and a clean face he had seen before, and then looking at the talent description recorded on it, he was a little speechless.

But from this, he suddenly thought of something else.

"It stands to reason that witches should also belong to one of the supernatural species, right?"

With a not-so-good idea spinning around in his head, Charles felt that he could take some time to experiment if he had the chance.

As he pondered, Casidio's stern voice came from behind him.

"Although the strength of the pagan gods is not as good as before, they cannot be careless."

"There was a time when they were even able to compete with heaven, so we had to be careful."

"Maybe they'll be there to be some surveillance."

Charles nodded.

This operation is a personal matter for Charles, and it is reasonable to say that it has nothing to do with this angel. However, when he learned about it, Casidio did not hesitate to help.

I have to say that although this one is a bit natural, his personality is quite righteous.

Half an hour after he returned to the witch school, and after Cassidio regained his energy and returned, Charles proposed to find the Voodoo Queen's belongings to use as a divination medium.

Although it felt a bit rushed, no one refused, so the group of four left the school and rushed towards the black gathering area of the city.

That's right, it's four.

At this moment, in the back seat, in addition to Casidio, there is also a middle-aged witch with a pointed chin and thick eye shadow.

This is one of Fiona's witch friends, and when she hears that they are about to travel, she follows them like a leper dog.

At the moment, she was holding a makeup mirror in one hand, a makeup sponge and foundation in the other, patting her face on the face, and from time to time she aimed at Charles with her long, sly eyes.

Charles could tell that he seemed to have something to ask for him, but since she hadn't said it, Charles didn't have the heart to ask more.

After nothing to say, the red sedan eventually drove into a densely built area, with dirty streets and dark-skinned passers-by.

……

The sound of dripping water was clearly audible, and the faint smell of dampness and decay was very uncomfortable on the body.

In an underground secret room, five dark-skinned, young and old women were surrounding a middle-aged woman wrapped in a white turban, their faces quite worried.

"How long are we going to hide, Mary?"

One of the young black girls asked blankly.

"Hide until we don't need to hide anymore." The middle-aged woman replied. His eyes were on a honey badger in his arms.

At this moment, the little thing was closing its eyes tightly, shivering all over its body, and it seemed to be very cold.

"That's when Daddy Legba comes back to life." She added.

"What the hell happened to Daddy Regba?" Another woman asked. She didn't pay much attention to the pet in the leader's arms, but looked at her cheek in a daze.

"Attacked by a sinister enemy, he needs time to recover from his injuries."

When the words fell, the middle-aged woman's face suddenly turned pale, and then she said in a low voice: "Revenge, yes, we will take revenge sooner or later." But now, what we need to do is dodge. ”

Her words drew the rest of the group looking at each other, and after a while, an old woman proposed, "Mary, should we change places?" ”

"yes, it feels too dangerous here."

"It's not dangerous." The leader, known as Mary, smiled incomprehensibly: "The enemy will only think that we have escaped, and no one will expect us to be under the barbershop, standing still." ”

"But in case of an accident......

"God Roa bless, we won't have accidents." These words seemed to be a great comfort to the people around them, so the previous anxiety was eased.

"That's right, God Loa will bless our ......"

"I wish it was over sooner."

The sound of conversation came and went, but at that moment, the sound of chirping suddenly appeared.

The men, who were discussing in anticipation, suddenly fell silent, then turned their heads in the direction of the sound and realized that the sound was coming from the only vent in the area.

As they noticed this, the chirp grew closer, and then, under everyone's stunned gaze, a gray-haired mouse suddenly sprang out of the rusty vent!

"Ah, it's a mouse, uh-"

The screaming stopped abruptly, and the black girl whose mouth was covered whimpered with horror. However, the rest of the people are quite indifferent to this.

"It's just a mouse, don't be afraid, don't be afraid." Mary touched the other's hair, a gentle look of reassurance. looked at the sudden mouse and narrowed slightly.

A mouthful, trivial spell came out of her mouth, and the newly emerging mouse turned and ran back again.

"It doesn't matter if it's a real mouse or someone directs it, it won't remember that we're here. Rest assured. ”

The leader's words calmed the people around him.

However, contrary to what the Voodoo queen knew, the rat didn't need to remember, it just needed to see to make the caster notice the anomaly.

Above the secret room, beyond the thick layer of earth, in a messy barbershop, Charles was crouching on the ground to maintain his spells, and opened his eyes.