Fortunately, the Main Line is at Hogwarts

"Isn't it great, I made new friends so quickly."

Madison suddenly felt a warmth surrounding her, her body froze, but the next moment, she heard Charles' familiar voice next to her ear, she relaxed and leaned back gently.

"new friend?"

Madison had a trademark sneer on his face.

"If you need it, I can bring it back for you."

The meaning of bringing it back is not that. Even if Madison has let go more than the one who is far away in England, it is far from that level, or it has not yet arrived.

What she meant was to help Charles abduct back an experimental material.

The witch under the protection of the witch mother is also one of the goals of Shire's trip. Madison thinks that it is better to capture a glamorous and beautiful girl than to capture some dirty and shriveled old things.

Madison likes expensive things as well as pretty things.

Be it people or things.

"Do not worry."

Charles smiled softly in Madison's ear.

Madison looked sideways, and found that Blanca did not respond to the whispering between the two, and was still thinking about what she was talking about.

"Suppressing spell, don't worry, she can't hear it."

Charles said.

Madison rolled her eyes. Shire always has a lot of interesting little magic. She is very greedy, but her witch power is different from Shire's. She can't learn the basic textbooks from Shire. meeting.

"Then, is there any magic that can prevent people from seeing what we are doing?"

"It's like we are talking here, but she can't hear it."

She whispered in Charles' ear with slightly irritating words.

"Now is not the time."

Charles knew what Madison meant.

However, now is really not the time.

"He's coming."

"who?"

By this time, Madison still didn't know what he was doing here.

"Crystal Lake Jason."

………………

"Boom!"

The door was rushed open for the second time.

This time it was Ava who kicked the door open.

In the same way, Ava's appearance still did not attract the slightest attention, and only some witches near the gate noticed Ava's arrival.

As for the others, they are still busy with their own affairs.

Charles could figure it out. The Witches' Gathering was called a Gathering, but it was really a Gathering. There was no manager at all, and it couldn't be managed.

It is definitely a huge project to manage the number of thousands of people, and if it is really managed, this group of witches will not be as unknown and loose as they are now.

I'm afraid he caused something to happen long ago, and then exposed himself.

These things are all relative, good and bad.

Ava's family was able to preside over the sacrifices every time, probably because their family's talent was indeed strong, much stronger than other useless witches.

So they can be regarded as half of the story.

But there are so many witches. Except for some old witches who can't walk, they put all their thoughts here. Everyone else actually has their own lives.

Maybe they will work hard for the birth of the holy child, but it is actually very difficult to make them absolutely obey orders.

Ava seemed to have known about this situation a long time ago, she glanced around, well, there are quite a few people coming, it should be enough to deal with the big guy behind.

She also saw in the hall, the female students she brought over from the Crystal Lake camp. The witch transformation ceremony of these people has not yet ended.

"Sisters."

Ava soars into the air, floating in mid-air.

However, the flying of the witches is not as chic as the Kryptonians, like a fish entering the sea. Her floating posture is ugly, her limbs are slightly spread and twisted, and she seems to be trying to maintain her balance, like an ugly little octopus.

But attracted by Ava's voice, the whispers in the hall gradually quieted down, and the witches looked up at Ava.

To be honest, this scene is quite intrusive.

Because most of the witches are old women, their faces are pale, their rich folds are distorted and weird, their blurry eyes are cloudy and white, and all the people raised their heads in unison, which has the atmosphere of a horror movie.

"Our enemy is coming."

Ava continued speaking out loud.

But her words made the priestesses below look bewildered.

enemy? What enemy?

Do we still have enemies?

Although witches are very unfriendly to ordinary people, they really have no enemies. They play with ordinary people, even men.

But there is no hostility or natural enemies.

Seeing this, Ava didn't continue to explain, because Jason was coming.

And sure enough, even in the next moment, the tall Jason appeared outside the hall without a sound. He squeezed in fiercely through the gate, and the machete seemed to be dripping with blood.

Yes, Ava was injured. There was a deep horizontal wound below her collarbone. It seemed that if she hadn't dodged quickly enough, she would have been decapitated in one blow.

It was also Jason's usual attack method.

"it's him!"

Without hesitation, Ava pointed at Jason and shouted.

"Sisters, kill him!"

………………

Shire, who hid himself with the illusion spell, saw a spectacular scene. Following Ava's order, the eyeballs of all the witches seemed to be shining. They grinned, revealing a mouthful of sharp teeth, with their nails protruding outwards. Spit out, grow, and have become inhuman.

The talents of witches are high or low, and not everyone can easily fly to the sky, but teeth and claws are basically what every witch has.

With a howl, they swarmed towards Jason.

It's like a zombie.

To be honest, sometimes Ciel really thinks they are more like zombies than witches.

But no matter what, hundreds of people rushed towards one person, the situation still looked terrible, and it was the same for an outsider like Shire, not to mention Jason being regarded as a target like this.

These people are still witches, and most of them are witches at the level of old women.

The visual impact is absolute.

But Jason was Jason after all, facing the swarming women, he remained still, and even had time to draw out his machete, shaking his wrist slowly.

Perhaps in his view, these are just moving heads.

………………

At the same time, of course, Madison didn't move, and Blanca beside her was also motionless. In other words, the ones who were particularly aggressive were those old witches, middle-aged witches, and shabby-dressed witches.

They are not very happy in life, which is why they value their identity as witches so much.

As for the younger generation like Blanca, they obviously have more ideas of their own.