Fortunately, the Main Line is at Hogwarts

"Ah!"

He groaned in pain, screaming out of his throat, like the salad dressing that was about to run out in the chef's hand, even though his body was shriveled, he was still being pushed and crushed mercilessly by his cold hands.

It sounds very much like the wail of a soul tortured in hell.

It seemed that he had neither lost the pain nor was he numb, the pain was still there, it was just that his voice was very weak because his throat had also started to rot and melt.

Only the extremely intense pain would make him burst into an astonishing cry of pain from this decay.

Enduring the pain of melting his body like delicious ice cream in the scorching sun, he pushed hard on the ground and got up from the shallow water along the river.

"Ahhh!"

He let out a weird and stern roar again, because with this simple movement, he lost most of the muscles in his palm again.

The muscles and skin supported by the bones and the earth provided him with enough strength.

But the bones squeezed the hand muscles, making them stick to the mud on the river bank forever like salty and sweet meatloaf under a hydraulic press.

Stumbling to his feet, he swayed into the jungle.

His whole body was falling off, his whole body was melting and festering, he was in extreme pain, and even breathing seemed to be inhaling magma to melt his internal organs.

But he still didn't give up because he didn't want to die.

Black and purple bloodstains spread, and there were pieces of broken meat left on the ground, and sticks of meat that looked like dried bacon remained on the branches and branches of the trees on both sides.

They were all cut from his body.

The road of flesh and blood passed through the jungle and came to the road outside the jungle.

Human beings have a strong desire to survive, and even after enduring such terrible pain, he still returned to the region with human civilization.

"ah!"

His vocal cords have completely melted, and even his ears and facial features have melted away.

But he is still alive.

Stepping hard into the road, his feet suddenly tilted. It turned out that the bones in his ankles had melted. He left the soft soil and stepped on the hard concrete ground, breaking them in two like fragile biscuits.

Staggering to find his balance on the spot, he gradually came to the middle of the road.

With his back facing the road, because of the deafness caused by the melting of his ears, he didn't hear the sound of the roaring vehicle behind him.

Unfortunately, the driver of the khaki-colored bus seemed to be distracted, and he didn't even notice the uninvited passenger suddenly appearing on the empty road.

Then at the next moment, the two met unexpectedly and collided with each other.

In his blurred vision, the bus driver's terrified eyes at the last moment, the world seemed to explode.

"Boom!"

Like a gas-filled balloon bursting suddenly, the purple-red color was painted all over the mountains and plains.

With a strong sour smell.

………………

"Devil's Gift"

Madison showed a thoughtful expression, and then immediately changed his expression, and glared at Charles angrily.

"How would I know what the curse is? Before today, it was the first time I heard that I was a witch."

"I know."

Charles laughed.

He walked to Madison and sat down, stretched out an arm, and embraced it aside, and Madison next to him leaned over kindly.

"Witches are a rare group of wizards, and the number of witches in the entire west coast will not exceed twenty. Moreover, because of the previous Salem incident, the inheritance of witches was once completely interrupted."

"You have no one to teach you, and you are not awakened, so of course you don't know anything."

"Salem"

"It seems familiar."

Ciel played with the ends of Madison's blond hair with his fingers.

"Your teacher should have said that this is the history class in the first half of the first semester of senior high school."

Madison rolled her eyes.

Completely different from Hermione Granger, if the former is a top student, then Madison is a complete scumbag.

In fact, she and Hermione can be said to have two styles.

Hermione's hair was always disheveled, she was unkempt, and her clothes were very casual. Although she couldn't do things like put her underwear on and put her cloak on, it was almost the same.

It wasn't until she got older and began to pay attention to her appearance that her dressing became better, but even so, her dressing style was mainly comfortable, and she would dress up only on important occasions.

Madison is completely different. She always dresses up carefully, puts on the most exquisite makeup, and chooses different clothes that suit her best. How does her aura come from in every move? These makeups support her of.

Living with her sometimes makes people feel like they are on a grand and gorgeous opera stage, and what stays around them is not a human being at all, but an ancient, exquisite vampire that seems to have come out of an oil painting, a piece of art Taste.

That's why Charles suddenly put on a white shirt and tie.

He wasn't usually dressed like this in the morning, and he wasn't really a stodgy Brit.

"But it doesn't matter, I know witches well."

"I can teach you the knowledge of witches, and I can also help you awaken."

Madison's heart was full of elation, this was what she wanted, but she was still calm on the surface. She turned over in Charles' arms, face up, and curled up on the sofa like a cat.

"Why do you know so much about witches?"

She asked in a low voice, her arrogant voice was the same as before, but maybe it was because she was at a disadvantage, there was a little bit of softness in this voice, like some kind of vague guidance.

"What do you know about them?"

Madison held out a finger and drew circles under Shire's white shirt.

"Don't overthink it."

Ciel grabbed Madison's fingers.

"The wizarding world is not as chaotic as you might think."

Whether Madison loves Shire or not is of course negative. The two just met, and the first encounter was not so good. Even the American girl who has always been open-minded needs a little time to get used to it.

Love at first sight is not love, but impulse.

The reason why she came to Shire was naturally because of witches and magic.

Madison needs a guide, a guide, and he is a wizard, she is a witch, they are a perfect match, perfect.

But although Madison doesn't love Shire now, she can still feel that she and him seem to be in perfect harmony, as if the two have a natural understanding.

Dressing style, behavior and character.

If it was because of his looks and using him that Madison approached Shire in the morning, then now, she has some other thoughts in her heart.