Fortunately, the Main Line is at Hogwarts

bedroom.

Watching Madison skillfully put on his own white shirt for men and pouring a glass of red wine, although Charles already knew that she belonged to the kind of old driver in the fish pond in the future, he still felt as if he was being voted for nothing. the one that got it.

"I don't know how to manage that sorority of witches."

Madison raised his head and drank a whole glass of red wine.

Of course she doesn't know how to manage, and she is not proficient in this skill, and not everyone can be like Batman, everything can be learned by reading a book.

Madison isn't much older than Shire without the aid of aging agents.

But she had no such experience, but Charles knew how to do it.

"What you have to do is actually very simple."

"As long as you are always stronger than them, that's fine."

It is indeed very simple, simple and rude, but it is very suitable for managing a wild witch like Su Zhen.

Many strange magical creatures are not highly educated, and their thinking is simple, so they are easy to fool. At the same time, their simple thinking also makes them more advocating the rules of biological instinct, and the weak eat the strong.

Speaking of which, the situation of mutants is actually similar, especially the fraternity of Lao Wan. Once mutants wake up, the living environment will become very bad, and they will not be able to go to school. The mood fluctuates a lot during adolescence, and they are still mutants. The peak of human awakening.

Therefore, there are not many highly educated mutants, and they are like street rats, who can only steal and rob. As time goes by, the quality of the group becomes worse and worse.

The situation of alien creatures is even worse. Some magical creatures whose appearance is too different from humans can't even go to elementary school. The wild witches in Suzhen are not much better, because they have their own culture! I don't care about the so-called education at all.

For the sake of tradition, Ava may be a student with excellent character and learning, but she just went to the worst school. She shaved her head, wore various rings, and tattoos.

"It sounds simple."

Madison is quite satisfied with this. Her family knows her own affairs, which allows her to manage the witches in Su Town like a company, and she can't handle it.

"I'll let Kayo stay and help you."

Charles waved.

Shrinking himself into a rock python with the thickness of an arm, he hung down from the ceiling, coiled himself up, and occupied the position above Charles' head.

"You're back, Charles."

The widow's magnetic voice sounded in Charles' heart.

Madison nodded. She had seen Kayo make a move. This rock python was much stronger than her in fighting power, and it could also communicate spiritually. The communication between the two was not a problem.

"This is the magic note."

"You can think of it as a magical version of a mobile phone."

Charles gave Madison the potion, a lot of magic books and so on. Although it would be convenient for him to return here after he returned to England, he might be busy in the next period of time.

At that time, it may not be as leisurely as it is now.

Clutching the notebook, Madison tapped it with her slender fingers.

She always felt that she had overlooked something in the past.

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"Are you really okay?"

Mrs. Whitley sat on the sofa and looked at Beth in surprise.

"I?"

Beth was as cheerful as a nymph, and quickly floated past Mrs. Whitley with her few beautiful dresses.

"I'm fine, I'm fine, I'm fine."

she said.

"I think you're fine too."

"It's just too good."

Mrs. Whitley laughed.

"What are you going to do to dress up so beautifully, are you going to go out with friends?"

After transferring to the new school, although Beth didn't suffer any bullying, she didn't have many friends. For this reason, Mrs. Whitley was always worried.

Beth hummed a little tune, but said nothing.

But as if thinking of another possibility, Mrs. Whitley's face suddenly changed.

"You got a boyfriend?"

The cheerful ditty came to an abrupt end.

"What?! Which bastard is it! Beth, men don't have a good thing, be careful to be deceived by them!"

Seeing this, Mrs. Whitley didn't know that she had guessed right.

Although at Beth's age, having a boyfriend is nothing at all, and even tasting the forbidden fruit for the first time is normal, but no parent would agree with this, especially Beth is a girl.

Besides, Mr. Whitley had just deserted them both, and Mrs. Whitley was in a moment of anger.

Beth grew up in an orphanage. After adopting her, Mrs. Whitley never wanted to put too much restraint and pressure on her, but this, this...

Regardless of gesticulating clothes in front of the mirror, Beth sat next to Mrs. Whitley with the clothes in her arms, and said coquettishly.

"Mother."

Mrs. Whitley was unmoved, and her face was still not very good-looking.

Beth thought for a while, and decided to tell Mrs. Whitley about Jumanji.

"Mom, I have to confess something to you."

As a result, before Beth finished speaking, Mrs. Whitley's face immediately became frightened as soon as she said this.

"You can't be pregnant!?"

It's okay to have a boyfriend, but absolutely not if you're pregnant!

Beth didn't expect Mrs. Whitley to tilt the building to the moon of Titan, and her face turned red. Even for a girl like her, this topic was too exciting.

"What are you thinking! How is this possible?"

"Ding dong! Ding dong!"

Hearing the explanation, Mrs. Whitley just breathed a sigh of relief, and then the two heard the ding dong of the doorbell, and looked at each other suspiciously. They didn't know who would come to the door at this time, because no matter who the two of them were, The social circle is pitifully small.

Only Beth turned her head faster, and she vaguely felt that this might be the person she was waiting for.

"who?"

Sure enough, as Mrs. Whitley opened the door, Beth saw a familiar figure appear outside the door.

"Hello, Ms. Whitley, this is the first time I meet you. I am Chardie Mo, a friend of Beth's."

Charles showed what he thought was the most cordial and unrestrained smile.

Good looking means that he can do whatever he wants, from the little girl Hermione to Mrs. Whitley, he can kill everyone!

And calmly, Charles revealed the Chevrolet Impala parked outside the yard behind him. Chevrolet is considered a high-end family car among family cars, which shows that he is worth a lot.

This level of suggestion is just right. Turning an impala into a Lamborghini is expensive, but it may be too much pressure on Mrs. Whitley, who has lost her husband and lives with Beth. chevrolet.

Seeing the process of the mother-in-law, Charles is very familiar with it. Don't think that Westerners don't value things like money. Family wealth is always a plus.

But what made Charles wonder secretly was that Mrs. Whitley didn't show the expected surprise, surprise, and the guy's seemingly indifferent expression. On the contrary, her face seemed a little stiff?

A bad premonition suddenly rose in Charles' heart.

As far as he could remember, Mrs. Wheatley drank heavily, and Beth had probably learned her drinking habits from her, but that was at a later stage.

She has a very good relationship with Beth, and she has always cared about Beth. Faced with Beth's narrow circle of friends, she should welcome a handsome sunny boy like herself, unless...

Mrs. Whitley's face was stiff, she said nothing, she just nodded to Charles, then turned around, disappeared from Charles' eyes, and went back to the house.

Charles cast doubtful eyes on Beth, and the latter, although the latter forced a smile at Charles and stuck out his tongue, looked very playful, but no matter how you looked at this smile, there was a very It's a feeling of reluctance, and it seems to be mixed with some kind of meaning, just wish you were lucky.

Well, Ciel's bad feeling became clearer.

Sure enough, the next moment, he saw Mrs. Whitley, who had disappeared from the house, come out again, holding a handful of tools commonly used by housewives to clean furniture, commonly known as feather dusters, in her hand.

"Friend? I think you are the bastard who lied to Beth!"

She roared like a lioness, and rushed forward with a feather duster.

Charles retreated again and again, of course he didn't dare to fight back.

Well, he just knew it!

But how should I put it, in fact, Charles is also familiar with this kind of situation!