At this moment, in a room on the second floor of the villa, a group of witches dressed in different clothes are gathering around to discuss a recent competition.

"What, curses are only suitable for use in secret, and it's obviously not suitable for emergencies......"

"Not necessarily, Amy has obviously improved the spell, and it doesn't take long to release it, but the opponent is stronger than her."

"If you want me to say, although the direct spell casting is very fast, it is obviously not as powerful as the magic bag, I don't believe you see who is the winner."

……

As they spoke, they vaguely complimented a pointy-chin witch in the middle, causing a smile on each other's faces.

"Hey, of course, the magic bag is not as convenient as other people's spell casting, and it has to be prepared in advance, it's just a fluke, it's just a fluke."

The witch with a pointed chin said implicitly, but she still couldn't hide a smug look on her face.

Although she said modestly, the expression on her face was too obvious, and a witch sitting not far from her snorted softly, and looked away as if she was a little unaccustomed, but suddenly noticed the situation at the door outside the window, so she rolled her eyes and shouted: "Look, there's a wizard at the door!" ”

After her words fell, the other women who were surrounding the pointed chin witch were stunned, and then rushed to the window to watch.

"Where?"

"Wizards? The Wizard of Salem? I've wanted to meet them for a long time. ”

"I heard they're all a bunch of sissies? Oh ho ho. ”

"A witch party to come and run a wizard? Fiona's woman is so. ”

……

The witches, attracted by the gossip, had apparently forgotten the pointy-chin witch who had just belonged to the center of the crowd, which made the other party angry, but when she stepped forward and saw the person clearly, the slightest emotion dissipated, her eyes widened, and her face kept patting her chest with excitement.

"It's coming, it's finally coming......"

Her muttered words caught the attention of a witch of the same age next to her, who looked at her suspiciously and asked, "What's coming?" ”

After discovering that the face of the person next to her was abnormal, she added thoughtfully: "You mean menstruation?" ”

Not paying attention to what she said, the pointy-chin witch nodded perfunctorily.

However, the consequences were sensational.

I saw that the expression on the face of the witch beside me became extremely complicated, jealousy, envy, horror, and consternation, and finally, it turned into a shout: "Oh my God, come and see, Rottweina is menstruating!" ”

When the words fell, the voice in the conference room was silent for a moment, and all the witches looked at the middle-aged witch with a pointed chin, and they all looked incredulous, and then there was an uproar.

For a normal woman, this kind of thing is nothing to pay attention to, but for a witch, or an old witch who uses special methods to prolong her life, it is a precursor to the growth of power.

……

The witches in the academy villa were noisy, but no sound could be heard outside, and the enlightened Charles was let in without much questioning.

"Your name is Charles. Cranston? Right? ”

The young witch who opened the door asked, and then, without waiting for Charles to respond, stretched out her hand and gestured, "My name is Madison. Montgomery, maybe you've heard of me, I'm pretty famous in Hollywood. ”

This one seemed to be very enthusiastic, Charles reached out to shake it, and then frowned: "Fiona is not here?" ”

He didn't reply to his previous messages.

"Not at the moment." Madison replied with a chuckle, turned around, and stepped on his black heels to signal Charles to follow.

"But she once said that if a man named Charles came to her, we would invite you in at once." She said, glancing at Charles and said, "Originally, we didn't take it seriously, but handsome guy, of course you have to be polite." ”

"You know her well?" She asked again.

"It's not cooked." Charles told the truth.

Hearing him say this, the young witch named Madison visibly relaxed, and then snorted coldly, "It's better not to be too familiar." That old Bichi is full of wrinkles and shameless hooking up with men all day long, uh-huh, how do you describe her, pretentious? ”

This seems to have a grudge against Fiona, and his expression is completely devoid of the ladylike posture just now. But she didn't say much else, and took Charles into the mansion academy.

As you step in, everything in front of you suddenly becomes clear.

Richly decorated with soaring ceiling chandeliers, a split-level two-story layout. On the empty and beautiful floor, you can see the graceful two-way staircase that looks like a pair of wings at the end, and the white floor under your feet.

Overall, everything in the building is white, with walls, floors, ceilings, and even baseboards.

It looks very clean and elegant.

The walls of the entrance corridor are covered with paintings, three women sit around the white sofa in the living room, talking and laughing, there is a faint noise upstairs but not noticeable, and a lady in a black gauze shawl is playing the piano gracefully not far away. The melodious singing in the mouth is very moving.

Charles's arrival did not attract the attention of the lady who played the piano, but the eyes of the three women on the sofa turned their heads.

"You ......"

One of them, a middle-aged woman with an elegant posture, stood up with a puzzled expression.

"He's Charles."

Without waiting for the person to answer, the young witch beside him couldn't wait to say, "The one that Fiona asked us to focus on." It's really rare, obviously I attach great importance to it, but I'm not there now. ”

Hearing this, the middle-aged woman's face changed, and her gaze at Charles also looked a little hostile. But she didn't show much, but walked over and reached out as well.

"Hello, I'm Cordelia. Fox, the school's principal. ”

In the back of the hand, Charles was a little puzzled by this person's performance, and then heard her say with a different color: "Fiona. Goode is my mother. She said before......"

However, before the headmistress's words were finished, there was a sudden sound of footsteps falling behind her, and when she turned her head to look, two familiar figures came into view.

Casidio, dressed in a gray coat, is grabbing Fiona's shoulders in a women's suit, as if he has just teleported back with the witch.

"Good afternoon, Charles." Seeing the young man, Casidio said hello.

"Sorry, we had a little trouble and are only rushing back now." Fiona on the side explained.

Then he saw that his daughter's face was abnormal, and he couldn't help glaring at the other party fiercely.

These two don't seem to be quite like normal mothers and daughters.

However, Charles is not very interested in witches' family infighting.

When Fiona returned, he was invited to a clean conference room on the second floor, accompanied by Casidio.

"We've been looking for a lot of witch friends these days, and we're not far from the conditions for divination. Thanks to Casidio, otherwise it would not have been possible so fast. ”

After taking her seat, Fiona first reported on her current work progress.

"There are others that we are negotiating and looking for."

"I'm just helping myself." To her words, Casidio, who was sitting across from Charles, replied with a sincere face: "Don't thank me. ”

Obviously, this angel didn't know what it meant to be sophisticated, but looking at Fiona's appearance, she seemed to be accustomed to it.

"Let's not mention this first,"

Charles was not so desperate about his plan to find Metatron now, so after a few words, he changed the subject and said, "I'm here for another thing. ”

As he spoke, he looked at Fiona under the curious gazes of the two.

"I remember you said you were once in contact with a voodoo queen of voodoo?"

"Yes, it's just ......" Fiona looked stunned and then asked, "You want to find her?" ”

Charles replied, "No, I'm looking for the voodoo god Loa, maybe she has some clues." ”

How did you get to voodoo?

As soon as these words came out, both Fiona and Casidio were a little confused.

But before they could continue to ask, there was a sudden noise downstairs. Accompanied by a cold and hard voice.

"It's fast, but it's useless! Fiona. Where's Goode? ”