Fortunately, the Main Line is at Hogwarts

"You know what, we're going to get rich."

Sitting in the cab, Charles tapped the steering wheel excitedly.

"Yes Yes Yes."

"I heard."

Madison, the co-pilot, was holding a small Estee Lauder makeup mirror, carefully applying lipstick, and replied perfunctorily.

She seemed to feel that the light perception in the car was not very good, she grabbed Charles' arm, took his hand holding the wand, and gently flicked the light ball floating on the roof of the car, letting the small light ball of the fluorescent spell point towards her Get closer.

It looks better now.

"Snapped!"

She put on her lipstick and pursed her lips.

"So, what is there, a golden mountain?"

"No, it's worth more than that."

"Do you know what the name Sujaramurdi means?"

"I have no idea."

Madison naturally shook her head.

"And have you ever heard of Salem?"

Almost everyone knows Salem's name, even Madison, an ignorant guy.

She immediately understood what Charles wanted to express.

"You mean that Su, Su...'s place has something to do with witches."

"Yes, if Salem was the core gathering place for witches centuries ago, now it is Sugaramurdi."

"When you say getting rich, you don't mean a witch?"

Startled for a moment, Madison suddenly thought of something, and asked with a strange expression.

"Is anyone else buying witches?"

"No."

Charles shook his head again.

"To be precise, they are not witches. Although their abilities are similar to those of witches, such as controlling objects, gathering fire, cursing, and even flying, they are actually witches."

"The witch who worships the witch mother is more like a sacrifice. The power comes from the gods, not from herself."

"And there are so many of them that they are worthless. I only need to detain one or even a part of their flesh and blood. The ones that are really valuable are the Witch Mother and the Holy Child."

"Witchmother..."

Charles thought for a while about the huge size of this guy like a mountain.

"Actually, you only need to get some flesh and blood."

"But Holy Child, he's funny, androgynous, destined to betray man's man."

"Well, it seems that he is still immortal."

"immortal.."

Madison repeated softly.

"Immortal body is nothing special, unless you have a broken mouth while having an immortal body, and the lower limit of falling outside the fourth wall, otherwise it is a living target."

"You witch's abilities also include immortality."

"Even until death, youth remains forever."

Immortality, living until death, sounds too far away from her, and has no definite attraction, but the four words of eternal youth instantly pricked up Madison's ears.

She asked almost without hesitation and subconsciously.

"How to do?"

"First, you have to become the Supreme Witch."

"Don't worry, I'll help you."

"But first, we need to deal with the witches of Sugaramurdi."

Under the attraction of eternal youth, Madison had great motivation, she nodded fiercely, and even started to use her brain to help Charles.

"Then we need a plan."

she said.

"You said that there are many witches, how many of them are there?"

Madison still has some confidence in her combat power. For example, she might be able to help Charles share some of the pressure against the group of voodoo rookies.

"Well, there are actually not many. Every time they try to have a holy child born, they will hold a rally."

"Probably a few thousand witches."

………………

"so what?"

Jesus man glanced at the road sign, was taken aback for a moment, and then looked at the driver again.

"That's Sugaramurdi!"

The driver said frantically and in fear.

"Then what's the matter!"

Jesus man is also a little crazy, what kind of moths are these, how can it be so difficult to rob!

Yes, they were a robbery gang, or rather, only he and Toy Soldier were.

They met when they were in a jewelry store. At that time, they happened to sell wedding rings that were useless for various reasons. Seeing the gold rings weighing several kilograms in the counter, several people were moved.

After all, after the divorce, they have to pay alimony, food expenses, and various expenses.

So in a few days they joined forces, pretended to be street makeup artists, and planned a robbery.

He is Jesus, and the gun is placed in the cross. The toy gun held by the toy soldier is either a model or a real gun, and then there are SpongeBob SquarePants, Patrick, Mickey Mouse, and the invisible man.

Of course, the idiot SpongeBob SquarePants shot first, and was directly beaten into a hive by the police, and the invisible man and Mickey Mouse were also arrested.

Only he and the soldiers ran out, and there were a few kilograms of gold rings. They hijacked a taxi, which was the middle-aged man's car, and one unlucky passenger, but they were still in the Crystal Lake camp.

Toy Soldier's girlfriend is Bai Fumei, he has low self-esteem, Jesus is divorced, and the driver is also fearful of guilt, the three of them have a lot in common, so now the driver is considered half of himself.

"Anyway, I don't want to go to Sugaramurdi!"

said the driver aloud, sounding terrified.

Jesus took a deep breath.

"What the hell happened to this place?"

He suppressed his irritability and asked.

"You haven't heard of Sugaramurdi."

The driver turned sideways with a look of disbelief.

"This is Sugaramurdi, the legendary gathering place for witches!"

"Every night, every hour, there are witches gathering here, countless witches."

The driver said in a somber tone.

Jesus looked at him with the eyes of a dead fish.

He thought what it was, but it turned out that this was it?

Sighing, Jesus patted the driver on the shoulder.

"Listen, Manuel, there are no witches in this world, these are all made up by those crazy women."

"All you need to do now is step on the gas pedal, go through here, and then we'll find a place to divide the rings, and no one will know anyone from then on."

"But, but witches are real..."

"Where did you get the news?"

Helpless, Jesus asked again.

"Uh, the Onion Times, you know, I sometimes count on it to pass the time when I'm waiting for guests near the airport."

"The Onion Times."

Jesus sighed again.

Every idiot knows it's fake.

"drive."

He didn't bother to say much, and ordered directly.

But at this moment, Tony, the soldier behind, said suddenly.

"But Sugaramurdi has witches, José."

Jose is Jesus.

"you know too?"

Jose was really a little surprised at this moment. Could it be that there is something wrong with Sugaramurdi?

"certainly."

Tony said in a reasonable tone.

"I also read The Onion Times!"

Jose took a deep breath, sure enough, he shouldn't have hoped for these two idiots.

"Drive! Drive!"

he growled furiously.

"OK! OK!"

The driver stepped on the accelerator quickly, but he was still chattering while the vehicle was driving.

"It is said that there will be a gathering of witches in Sugaramurdi every night. They..."

"No witches! No assemblies!"

Jose growled angrily.

"That's all fake!"

Tony in the back also joined in.

"But I also heard"

There was chaos in the car, and at this moment, without making a sound, Jose's son, the little boy, pointed to the front and said.

"People! Someone!"

But none of the three people in the quarrel paid attention, and by the time Manuel realized it, it was too late for him to step on the brakes.

"squeak!"

"Boom!"

The next moment, a figure instantly soared into the sky.