Fortunately, the Main Line is at Hogwarts

No matter how much Madison cursed in his heart, time was still passing by. He simply found the leftovers and bread from the morning in the kitchen and made a sandwich for himself. He told his friends about this matter and made an appointment. She helped herself to call the police, and Madison did not leave the house in the end.

From here, she has nowhere to go.

Taking out the old baseball bat in the attic and putting it next to the bed, Madison gradually fell asleep.

………………

late at night.

"Click! Click!"

Madison suddenly opened his eyes in his sleep.

Her sleep quality is actually very good, but that was in the past, such a thing happened during the day, how could she continue to sleep lifelessly.

After a little movement, she immediately opened her eyes.

And this strange movement also proved that her vigilance was not wrong.

There had never been such a sound in her house.

Indeed, her alcoholic father would sometimes break open the door in the middle of the night, with a loud slam, so loud, almost earth-shattering, accompanied by his cursing.

But it doesn't rustle like this, like a mouse.

And Madison didn't think it was a mouse either.

There had never been any mice in her home. It couldn't be such a coincidence that after what happened during the day, there were mice tonight?

She is not the idiot protagonist and supporting role in the movie. She still refuses to believe the facts in front of her and insists on deceiving herself.

This is what the mysterious transfer student did.

what to do?

Madison, who opened his eyes, hesitated, calling the police? She picked up the phone, but what should she say to the police? She said that suddenly there was an extra person in the town. Everyone knew him, but I didn't. In fact, you shouldn't know him, because he is not human at all?

She didn't want to be locked up in a mental hospital just yet.

The closest mental hospital to Burs Spalding is the neighboring town, a hospital located on Elm Street. It is a special hospital that combines a prison and a hospital. I heard that the reputation is not very good.

"Crack!"

Reality didn't give Madison much time to think, because a slight noise had already appeared outside her attic door.

It was very slight, but in Madison's ears, it sounded like thunder.

She subconsciously grabbed the baseball bat.

"Well, it looks like I won't be locked up in a mental hospital."

She took a deep breath and murmured.

"Crack!"

The sound appeared again, this time, it was the sound of turning the door lock, because Madison could clearly see that the handle of his own door was slowly turning.

She swallowed.

The next moment, the door opened.

"Squeal!"

As if deliberately dubbing this moment, the old creaking sound appeared, and as the door opened, a human face slowly appeared behind.

It was the face of the mysterious transfer student.

He still looked handsome, but at this moment, in this situation, in this location, Madison only felt a chill rushing up his spine.

"Get out! Get out!"

she roared.

Charles smiled at her, exactly the same as during the day.

Just as Madison was about to continue yelling, she suddenly felt as if something was touching her. Turning her head slowly, she saw dark green eyes.

That is

What a big boa constrictor.

………………

Seeing Madison fainted by Kayo the giant python, Charles stopped Kayo who was about to wind up.

"Okay."

"She will be your companion for the next trip, don't hurt her."

Kao paused for a moment.

"I thought she was the enemy."

It spoke slowly in that gentle voice, like a lover's whisper.

"of course not."

Kayo was a little dazed. Ciel's series of operations made him think that this female human was an enemy, and an enemy that was difficult to deal with, but it turned out not to be.

Well, humans are indeed very strange creatures.

Levitating Madison, Charles took her back to his villa.

………………

In the early morning, Madison opened her eyes. She was confused for a second or two, and then her eyes suddenly widened.

She sat up straight from the bed.

This is not my home, so where is this?

A bad thought came to her mind.

When she tiptoed out of bed, she found that the clothes on her body had not been touched. When she pushed open the door, the door was not locked or closed.

Walking down the corridor, Madison saw his house through the window.

This is the home of the transfer student.

Taking a deep breath, Madison continued to go down. She knew that she would not be able to hide no matter what, so why not see what the other party was going to do.

Walking down the second floor, she quickly saw the person sitting at the dining table. There were two breakfasts on the dining table. The guy was slowly flipping through a newspaper, and the vinyl record in the gramophone was spinning slowly. The rich jazz music mixed with the aroma of breakfast made her stomach twitch slowly.

"you're awake."

She heard the stranger at the table say.

"Let's have breakfast together."

He was very natural, as if the two had been friends for many years, but this was very abnormal, because she had no idea who this guy was.

He... isn't he the transfer student? !

Madison looked at the face.

But it wasn't right. Madison was taken aback for a while. Although this stranger looked strange, he seemed somewhat familiar.

He is very similar to the transfer student from yesterday, but he is not him, because he seems a bit older.

"Who are you?"

asked Madison.

Now that she's here, she has nothing to fear.

"I'm Charles."

"You may be called, Charles Bean"

"Bing?"

Madison paused.

"That name sounds stupid."

"It's just a pseudonym, there's no need to care so much."

Without raising his head, Charles continued to flip through the newspaper, and folded the pages he had finished reading aside.

Madison choked for a moment, it was the first time she encountered someone reporting a false name, and she was so confident.

The New World is different from England. If we say that the Harry Potter system is characterized by the interplay of spells, and the magic is played out with the effect of lightsabers and laser guns, then the New World is a well-regulated era of curses.

The United States Ministry of Magic, which is a part of Harry Potter, still uses spells, but in addition to the United States Ministry of Magic, there are also voodoo churches, freemasons, guardians and other non-Harry Potter The existence of the magic system.

They are so good at cursing that a fake name is a must.

"What the hell is going on with all this?"

Madison seemed to let go of her guts too, she demanded.

Charles seemed to have finished reading the newspaper. He put away the newspaper and stared at Madison standing on the stairs.

"During the breakfast, I will be happy to answer all your doubts for you."