Fortunately, the Main Line is at Hogwarts

"No?"

Charles' voice sounded a bit surprised.

Madison, who was sitting next to her, leaned her face and looked at Charles with a half-smile. Inexplicably, she remembered the sentence that often appeared in the novels she read recently.

Man, you have my attention.

cough.

Is it a little bad to think this way, Henry is still young.

Uh, it doesn't mean that Henry is not young, um, no, it seems to be very good, Henry looks like a handsome guy, and Charles is handsome.

Madison blinked, but his face remained cold and arrogant.

Charles suddenly felt a chill.

Although he couldn't find the reason, he instinctively thought that Madison might want to harm him.

Among Shire's many beauties, Madison is the wildest, and she plays the wildest. It can be seen from the fact that she can associate roles with a compound potion. As long as she is given time, she is a match. Shire is also a skilled driver.

Most likely, she was up to something.

With a chill, Charles refocused on Henry.

"Why refuse?"

he asked curiously.

"I don't want to follow you."

"I want to be free."

"free?"

Charles almost laughed.

"Do you feel that you are wandering around now, you are alone, and no matter where you go, you start from scratch, and a life of fear is called freedom?"

Henry didn't speak.

Charles couldn't understand what was going on in these people's heads.

But this is in line with the mentality of a protagonist.

They've never liked being tied down, especially the west-facing protagonists.

"All right."

Charles spread his hands.

"You want to be free, of course you can."

"You're still young. It's not right to throw you here. The family investigation agency can actually come to trouble me."

"But we all know we are special, to this world."

"So you want to leave, you can leave."

"you sure?"

Henry actually didn't think that Charles would let him leave, because many people who knew his abilities wanted to imprison him and control him.

"But we will definitely meet again in the future."

"At that time, I hope you will not refuse to help me again."

"certainly."

Henry thought about it seriously, and nodded his little head.

He jumped off the chair and quickly opened the door. Seeing that Charles did not stop him, he pushed the door and walked out without hesitation.

Charles moved his wand lightly, and a silver-white silk thread condensed in the air and covered Henry's body.

But he left anyway.

Coming to the window, Madison turned and asked Henry as he watched Henry gradually go away on the road of the town.

"Why don't you arrest him?"

"There are still many empty places in the dungeon."

"not the right time yet."

Charles shook his head.

He wasn't worried that taking Henry away in advance would affect the future plot line or something, because there was no real plot line here at all.

Except that the main line can be determined, everything else will change because of Ciel's actions.

After all, this is a real world.

However, some small-scale plots can still be determined. For example, if you encounter a fatal corner, then there must be a group of unlucky men and women who are being hunted down and killed. This plot is absolutely unmissable.

What Charles said was not yet ready, because Henry was still very unskilled in mastering his own abilities.

Lies come true and he simply cannot control them.

Otherwise, it wouldn’t have happened. He clearly joked that he was going to burn Lesas to death, but it burned Janice’s head. He even summoned a Hollywood star-level beauty, and inadvertently created a strange magic ritual. The demon trail that Charles found in the town was also created by him inadvertently.

And Charles didn't know how to teach him.

Most of this ability is innate. Charles knows a lot of magic knowledge because he is familiar with strategies. He is not a real magic master, he is proficient in everything.

Keep Henry by your side now, unless his mouth is sealed with magic, there will be more trouble than benefit.

"Lies come true."

Madison raised an eyebrow.

"It's the dream of many little bastards."

Indeed, this is probably the dream of many bear children.

And Henry is very aware of his abilities, and he still likes to talk nonsense everywhere. Obviously, he is born to be a person who can't control his mouth.

Charles shook his head.

"Similar abilities are not uncommon in the magic world."

"You'll see you later."

"But trust me, you don't want to be friends with a guy like that."

Madison thought about it for a while, and felt that he could understand it. However, although this ability may cause trouble, there are also many interesting things.

for example

She looked at Charles.

"What are you looking at."

Charles took a deep breath.

"nothing."

Madison said in a rather flat tone.

"Packing up, tidy up."

After coaxing Madison, she quickly returned to her previous behavior, and the two became more and more acquainted, and she also became more and more wild.

Charles felt that he couldn't control her anymore.

"Get ready to leave here."

"great."

Madison continued.

As for Lesas, David, or Steve and the others by Lake Eden, who cares about their lives.

………………

Some people say that the world is like a game of chess, it is all things and all beings.

Of course, this person prefers to be called the Red Queen.

And now, she wants more people to play chess with her.

………………

The night was getting darker.

Michigan.

In a neighborhood that looks like a middle-class life, neatly arranged villas are densely arranged, like beautiful bricks arranged one by one.

The street lights on both sides of the street flickered slightly in the dark, like soldiers on a chessboard, forever guarding the glory of the king and queen.

And among the many rooms, in an inconspicuous corner, the second floor of a villa with a painted yellow exterior, which belongs to the bedroom of the children in the family, is dimly lit.

"Why not."

"What's wrong."

Under the faint light of a desk lamp, a boy was muttering to himself.

The table in front of him is full of books, and he seems to be holding a few map-like things in his hand, and on the book that is closest to his hand, there is a line of gilt characters printed on it, attacking... Bah ! "A List of Buddhist Travels"

The boy's secret research seemed to be at a deadlock, he pushed the things on the table angrily, and then slumped on the swivel chair.

"Knock knock!"

Then, he suddenly heard a knocking sound outside the window.

"who!"

The boy was taken aback. It was late at night, his parents had already fallen asleep, and the surrounding was very quiet, so any sound could be heard very clearly by him.

Someone was knocking on his window, and he was on the second floor!

Although panicked in his heart, he turned around boldly and looked at the window in the dark, but there was nothing there.

After looking at the place for a while, it seemed that there was really nothing there. The boy was slowly, slowly, tentatively walking towards the window.

Outside the window, there was nothing.

The boy breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that I heard it, or it was a bird or something.

But at this moment, he suddenly saw something that seemed to be placed on the small horizontal edge outside the window, and his eyes fixed on it, and he froze there for a moment.

Just now really had..

But boys at this age are at the height of their curiosity, and there is fear, but in the blink of an eye, curiosity overwhelms fear.

After hesitating for a moment, he opened the window and reached out to take the thing back.

It feels like a card.

The boy flipped through the card in his hand, and there was a big red heart drawn on the card, which made the boy grin, maybe it was a love letter or something.

But this thing looks like a playing card.

Then he turned the card over, and immediately saw a line of small characters on the other side of the card.

"The Queen of Hearts game."

"waiting for your arrival."

"It seems to be an invitation letter."

He muttered to himself.

………………

What the boy in the room didn't know was that while he was studying this mysterious card over and over again, several other poker soldiers, who were as tall as humans, were sneaking sideways through the gap in the courtyard gate of his house. Get out.

They walked quickly and without interest in the community, and soon came to the gate of another family's villa.

In the villa, the neurotic mother was praying to God, while the girl she locked in the small black room was crying silently.

The poker soldiers stood outside for a while, seeming to have identified their target. They quickly grabbed a companion, rubbed it into a small invitation card, and when it stretched out its hand, it Precisely flew in along the crack of the door.

He even crossed the hall in one breath, and fell into the door of the small black room where the girl was closed, until it fell into the girl's hands.

girl:?

And at the same time, more poker soldiers are spreading all over the world.