Fortunately, the Main Line is at Hogwarts

Like a curious baby, Madison followed the crowd into the hall, looking left and right.

In the hall, the number of witches has already exceeded a hundred. They have different shapes, but most of them are characterized by their tattered clothes and appear crazy.

The power of the witches in Su Town comes from the sacrificial situation, worshiping the witch mother, they have a unique sacrificial dance, rough, primitive, and barbaric.

Therefore, between behavior and dress, it seems to be somewhat close to the trend of the old witch.

And Madison is clearly in the glamorous category.

"Hi?"

While she was looking around, a young girl came to her side.

"My name is Blanca, from Texas, where are you from?"

"Uh, California."

"You can call me Maizi."

Madison was slightly taken aback, and then answered readily.

Long before she came in, she had prepared how to answer similar questions. She heard from Shire that the main area of ​​activity of witches was along the west coast, so there was nothing wrong with her saying that she was from California.

As for pseudonyms, is it strange that witches use pseudonyms?

"wheat?"

Blanca showed a thoughtful expression, and then she asked suddenly.

"Is it the wheat next to Lucifer?"

"What?"

Madison was visibly dazed.

"Do you read comics?"

Madison shook his head.

What the hell is comics? Before she got to know Shire, she wanted to take the route of debuting in Hollywood as a school girl. Of course, she would not touch such dead-end things. Watching movies is also to accumulate acting experience.

"Well, I knew girls wouldn't watch this kind of thing much."

Blanca was talking in a rambling manner.

"Lucifer and Maizi are comic characters under DC, a pair of superheroes."

"Well, not really a superhero."

"But anyway, that's the way it is."

Blanca talked a lot on her own, regardless of whether Madison understood or not.

Madison looked at the girl next to him.

She is quite beautiful. From Madison's point of view, of course, she must be inferior to her. Compared with her, there is definitely a big gap between her and her.

But still counts as a little beauty.

Blanca is not tall, and she is small. Compared with Madison's tall figure, she is like a doll.

She is also painted with smoky makeup, tight black pants, white buttons on the clothes and pants, and rock leather wrists on the wrists.

This rock girl's outfit doesn't match her manga-reading character at all.

Seeing Madison looking at herself, Blanca shrugged helplessly.

"My mother made me dress like this."

She is also very helpless.

"I always suspect that their aesthetics, like time, have been stopped in the last century."

"Don't doubt it."

Madison looked at that almost ninety-nine percent of the hall was filled with witches dressed in this way. In other words, rather than saying that this was a gathering of witches, it was more like a fan party of the Jefferson Airplane band.

"It's just that."

she said with a sneer.

In addition to rock and roll outfits, the witches here are dressed in tattered outfits, such as those who look like homeless people.

Of course, it's not that there are no other outfits at all. There are also suits and leather shoes, or classic housewife skirts, but the number is pitifully small.

People are divided into groups, birds of a feather flock together, and people who wear the same clothes will soon meet with their own people, just like finding Blanca in Madison.

Blanca didn't know Madison, and the witches came from all over the world. Unless something like the birth of the Holy Child was involved, this kind of gathering would never be held at ordinary times. Every time there were more strange faces and fewer familiar ones, No one knows.

Blanca didn't know Madison, but that didn't stop her from coming over.

Not far away, her mother's coterie was full of old hags dressed like tramps, and she was a young girl, and she really couldn't squeeze in.

The number of young girls here may not have exceeded a hundred, so Blanca naturally found the nearby Madison.

"Is California really like it's drawn in the comics?"

Blanca asked again.

"What kind?"

Madison hesitated and asked back.

Because she has never been to California, but has only watched related movies.

"Sunshine, beach, and handsome guys in swimsuits."

Blanca's tone seemed to be full of longing.

It turned out to be this.

Speaking of this, Madison is still very confident, because she is also someone who has watched many episodes of Baywatch.

"Roughly the same."

Madison started talking nonsense with impressions.

Soon, she had a pleasant chat with Blanca.

For all the understanding of California, one only comes from comics, and the other only comes from movies. Two people, in the middle of the mouth of the donkey and the horse, chatted smoothly.

And through the chat, Madison also knew what kind of person Blanca was.

Fortunately, not all shrine maidens are fanatics or lunatics.

Blanca is an ordinary girl who is usually very nerdy. She is no different from other girls, except that she likes to read comics.

Thanks to her good looks, and she is dressed like a little girl, and has some means of controlling things, otherwise she will definitely be reduced to the level of a local girl who is bullied by the girls in the school.

But it was this that made her seem out of tune with the people around her, whether it was her classmates or the family of the witch.

She's always been the weirdest one.

In the previous gatherings, she couldn't find a suitable person to chat with. Even if she met girls of the same age, they couldn't chat together.

Because even in the small society of witches, there are groups and classes. Those girls are like sororities and student unions in ordinary people's schools, and she has become that local girl.

They are normal, she is abnormal.

Madison is the first person who can chat with her for so long.

Of course, Madison actually thought so too.

This guy is like the weird girl in school, she doesn't go hunting for men, she just knows what ghost comics to read all day long, but for the sake of her good looks, she can stand by her side.

After all, Xiaohua needs a few characters who can vent their anger and jokes around them, and the appearance of such characters should not be too low, otherwise their average appearance will be lowered.

If it wasn't for the mission this time, Madison wouldn't have bothered to pretend to talk to her for so long.

A few minutes ago, Madison, who had an insight into the essence of the other party, was actually too lazy to talk nonsense.

It's a pity that the other party has been chattering here.

So, when Charles came to the hall and found Madison, this was what he saw.