Fortunately, the Main Line is at Hogwarts

On the way from the auditorium to the cellar, Charles had regained his energy.

Whether what happened yesterday was right or wrong, time will tell, and what he needs to do is to ensure that they still have time.

The reason why Charles was able to enter the state so quickly was not only that he was a member of the natural disaster, but also because thousands of times of rich combat experience told him that if he fought in his previous state, he would probably overturn.

He didn't want to capsize in the women's room.

He hurriedly came to the corner of a corridor, Charles stopped, he was waiting, waiting

"Quick! Come here!"

He heard the voices of Harry and others.

Charles was waiting for them. Of course, he didn't plan to act with the savior classmate.

Originally, it was just a troll. If he brought the savior, it might turn into an alien troll, troll Johnson and other thrilling dramas. Moreover, they came as three people. This time, Ron can't let it happen. Show your face.

So hearing the footsteps of Harry and others, Charles took out his wand and pressed it on the wall next to him.

"Zi-"

A scorching hot flame emerged from the tip of the wand and began to burn blazingly. Almost in a breath, the wall seemed to melt and began to drip down with wax-like grease.

The wand moved slightly with Shire's movements.

"Bah!"

Soon, an arrow mark with burning marks was drawn by Charles.

Just at this time, Harry and the others also came to this corridor.

"Quick! This way!"

They hurriedly ran to Charles, and then turned around and ran back in a hurry as if they hadn't seen Charles.

"Sorry, Harry."

Charles shrugged disingenuously.

Metaphor magic, pointing.

You should follow the instructions when you see the street signs, otherwise the scrapped cars on the roadside are the best warning.

Erase the pointing sign, and the magic will be released.

The three of Harry were fooled away by him, and Charles went to the Slytherin cellar again.

Although Heroes Save the Beauty is old-fashioned, the more old-fashioned something is, the more classic it is, and the more classic it is, the easier it is to use, as long as it is used cleverly.

This opportunity cannot be given to Harry and the others. Their rescue of Hermione may only reconcile their relationship and further sublimate their friendship, but when it comes to Shire, it may be different.

There are many of them, and Shire is only one person. Although the difference is only in the number of people, for the little girl, the senses will be completely different.

If the opportunity is seized well, this incident may become the initial turning point in the relationship between him and Hermione.

With so many broken wings, Charr is not just good at talking on paper, he will grasp any fleeting opportunity tightly. It is because of this continuous accumulation that he finally evolved into a 108-wing Seraph.

But of course, it's just a turning point. The two of them are only eleven years old. Although they are more precocious British, what can they do.

Still too young.

This is also the reason why Shire returned directly from the New World yesterday and did not go to meet the future little witch of the witch coven, Madison Montgomery.

One of them is that he is not in a calm mood, and the other is because of his age, it is useless to meet him.

Apart from Hermione, Madison has the second most relationship history in Ciel's archives, and she is also a new character in the latest dlc of the latest plot, Ciel's novelty towards her has not passed.

This feeling is even higher than Hermione's. After all, he and Hermione are too familiar with each other. It's not that there is a good sentence, a wife is not as good as...

Of course, there are many characters who have intersections between New World and Shire, such as Carrie.

But in fact, Charles didn't think too much about Carrie, because she was indeed a very poor girl, and it was precisely because of this that he wanted to save her.

again.

Really, it's purely out of Shire's inner justice, and nothing else.

Rarely has he been so righteous.

There are also many people in different towns, and they belong to different branch plots. Before setting off for the New World, Charles found many familiar town names through the map.

For example, Fairview Town, Banshee Town, Prosperity Town and so on.

This person from Prosperity Town is also an old acquaintance. Although I can't go to see it this time, I will definitely not miss it in the future.

In the future, Prosperity Town will encounter such a terrible crisis. If Shire doesn't save it, his own conscience will not be able to bear it.

And Fairview Town.

But for the one in Meijing Town, Charles was a little hesitant.

He had indeed had several relationships with this person, but they were pitifully few compared to others. This was because this person's ability to make a wife was simply full of talent, and his ability to make a wife was really too strong.

Let even a guy like Charles feel a little uneasy when he secretly does something behind her back.

Moreover, her ability is too special, maybe it is easy to overturn,

But fortunately, she is only special in ability, not strong, and has a weak personality. The overall atmosphere of Meijing Town, the branch plot she is in is also more emotional and daily, not fighting. Even if the car overturns, there is nothing terrible.

However, after thinking about it, Charles returned directly to Hogwarts. Now he should focus on the first random plot.

Charles soon came near the cellar.

For Juhu Harry and others, Charles has no pressure.

Even if they lose their reconciliation friendship with Hermione this time, there is still a next chance. They are from the same academy, and sooner or later they will have a chance to reconcile as...

"who!"

Charles suddenly stopped and asked in a low voice.

No one answered, and Charles was not polite, he was in a hurry now.

When the wand is lifted, a beam of transparent impact is released, the damage is not strong, it is just a simple impact.

"Buzz!"

The transparent speed of light plunged into the darkness of the corridor, and it seemed to be blocked by something. Waves of waves faintly rose in the darkness, accompanied by humming sounds like metal impacts.

It was Sandra who came out.

"This is not the way back to the lounge."

she said lightly.

"But that's not where you, as a Slytherin prefect, are supposed to be."

"Come back with me."

Sandra is still always concise and clear. She doesn't like to talk nonsense, and she doesn't like to go around in circles. She speaks very directly.

"It's a good thing I know you're not like Felix."

Charles shook his head.

Hearing Charles mention Felix, Sandra's face became serious.

"Are you going to fight me?"

she asked.

"I have no ill intentions."

"But the current situation is not suitable for you to continue to hang out outside. Slytherin is a whole. You should return to the Slytherin lounge with me."

Sandra explained.

"I thought you could see what I was doing."

"You're for that slime of Gryffindor.. the little witch."

Although Sandra seems to have a good attitude, it is clear that she also holds an attitude of contempt for the witches of the puffy breed.

"The professors will take care of the troll, and she'll be fine."

Ciel drew his wand and shook his head.

"I have no malice either."

"I'm just, a little bit in a hurry."

"I understand."

Sandra's tone was still calm and serious, she was like a Slytherin version of Professor McGonagall.

"Exactly. I don't believe what happened between you and Felix. My test scores are behind him. If you can't beat me, it means you can't beat him."

"I'll clear this up for you in Slytherin."

"Thank you."

Ciel smiled, and flicked his wand.

When Sandra didn't react at all, she felt a huge force coming from the side. This force seemed to grab her waist and push her directly against the wall.

Before she could start struggling, the wall behind her turned into countless cloth bandages. They were stretched and tightened, directly covering her mouth, restraining her limbs, and the wand she was holding was also weakly dropped due to the tightening of her wrists. landed.

"It seems that I can't clean up this matter."

Facing the half-mummy of the wrapped car, Sandra couldn't move at all, only her two eyes could still wander around.

Charles blinked his left eye and walked past her.

He left the corridor quickly, and then, far away, Sandra heard his voice.

"Don't worry, the magic will only last for two minutes."

Sandra's obstruction did not waste too much time for Charles.

It may not even be more than a minute. He is still in time to rush over now. In fact, what Charles is more worried about is not the lack of time, but the worry that maybe when he arrives, Hermione has already dealt with the troll alone and is carrying The wand stood on the troll.

It's like the scene he saw when he sometimes stayed out at night, thought Hermione had gone to work the next day, sneaked home and opened the door.

That would be terrible!

Oz, the Emerald City.

"The heart of a companion."

"The love of an old friend."

"The bones of the dead."

Diodora whispered.

As she spoke, she threw pieces of ingredients into the cauldron boiling green soup.

heart, magic mirror, and

"Pop! Pounce!"

Bubbles rise in the pot, representing ominous and unsettling green ripples like emeralds, reflecting a green face.

And soon, there will be two.

"Puchi!"

her finger bones.

Theodora pulled out her little finger bone and threw it into the pot. The finger bone seemed to be melted by concentrated sulfuric acid, and was instantly swallowed up by the green soup in the pot.

The next moment, the soup seemed to be disturbed by some kind of external force, and it began to spin slowly, automatically and counterclockwise without wind.

"You have returned from wandering in darkness."

Diodora read in a low voice.

"With hatred and hope."

"Undo all doomed destiny."

"Overturn the ending written by the warriors."

As she spoke, Theodora's tone suddenly increased, and she sang praises as if singing.

"You have returned from wandering in darkness."

"With hatred and hope."

Theodora sang, circling the boiling potion in circles.

Along with her movements, the silver dancing shoes tapped and tapped the ground, as if she was dancing, and also seemed to be cheering for its owner.

Theodora seemed to be full of a strange rhythm, which sounded beautiful and pleasant. The cauldron exuding a pungent smell boiled faster and faster with its sound, and began to make a gurgling sound.

"Undo all doomed destiny."

"Overturn the ending written by the warriors."

She circled the potion, singing low over and over again, spinning over and over again.

Theodora looks like an enchanted dancer, the boiling potion is her bonfire, the cold Emerald Palace is the Broadway stage, and Scar's huge corpse with blood flowing everywhere is the stage, best curtain ever.

I don't know how long I walked.

I don't know how many laps I walked.

The liquid in the cauldron was already boiling and was about to overflow, and it also began to gradually change color. It began to slowly change from green to some colorful color.

At this moment, Theodora's tone suddenly changed.

"Now, it's time!"

"Come back!"

"Maleficent!"

"boom!"

A huge amount of magic power emerged from the liquid, accompanied by a puff of green smoke that gradually rose and filled the air, and an ominous black appeared in it.

The smoke gradually condensed, gradually outlining a vague figure.

Then very quickly, it vanished.

The potion disappeared, and the huge black cauldron shattered to the ground, replaced by a tall witch wrapped in a black robe.

Maleficent.

"So, you wasted the magic mirror, you wasted Scar's heart, and you just pulled me out of hell?"

"What can I do?"

Theodora spread her hands innocently.

"I'm a white witch, and I know very little black magic."

Maleficent choked. She looked at Theodora's black robe, black witch's hat, and green dark magic power that represented the ominous. She was silent for a moment, then nodded.

"All right."

"I am indeed more familiar with the magic left by Jafar than you."

"Look, I didn't lie to you!"

Theodora said to Scar's corpse.

Maleficent rolled her eyes inwardly.

"Undo all doomed destiny."

"Overturn the ending written by the warriors."

"Yeah."

She stood up and murmured these two sentences.

"Time and space are reversed, and everything starts again."

When she came to the window of the palace, she looked at the dead Emerald City. She seemed to be lost in thought, and seemed to be lost in some kind of memory.

Then suddenly, she waved her hand and turned around.

"That's right."

"It really needs to be done all over again."

Following Maleficent's movements, the witch's robe bulged up like a cloak, and following her, she quickly walked through the dilapidated palace and came to a huge dilapidated map.

Wonderland, Oz, Orenden, the world, everything is clearly marked on it.

"Undo all doomed destiny."

Maleficent's eyes wandered over it, and she hummed in a low voice as she searched for her destination.

"Overturn the ending written by the warriors."

"Undo all doomed destiny."

Theodora behind her also echoed and came over.

"Overturn the ending written by the warriors."

Humming in a low voice.

The two searched for a while in front of the map, and Maleficent quickly figured out the plan.

"To turn the hero into an unknown person, our magic still needs to prepare a lot of things."

She said to Theodora, Maleficent's slender fingers slid across the map, one town after another.

"But as it happens, I know where they are."

"Blood on the spindle, the most delicious fruit, the pocket watch that never lags behind, the crystal slipper that cannot find its owner..."

"Hehehehe, back then, we had already left them in advance."

"Now, besides them, we just need one last key thing."

Her hand was set on Wonderland.

"The magic ball of time and space."

Riying, please accept the ticket, I understand~