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Fiona's expression froze, and she looked unbelievable: "Why?"

Cordelia calmly replied: "Because you took the initiative to start a war against the Voodoo Queen, resulting in the death of one student of the Witch Academy and a serious injury, breaking decades of peace."

"It was Mary who took the initiative to provoke!" Fiona said angrily, "It was her! She took the initiative to attack the Witch Academy. It was also her! She destroyed your face and made you blind. I am taking revenge for you and the witches!"

Cordelia shook her head: "The cause of everything is Mary. You brought Mary's enemy Delphi back to the Witch Academy without permission. In addition, even if you want to take revenge, it is a serious matter and you should report it to the Council in advance, but you, Fiona, made the decision without permission. "

Fiona clenched her fists: "I am the Supreme Witch!"

"The Supreme Witch is to protect the Witch Group, not to bring disaster to the Witch Group!"

At this point, Cordelia looked straight at Fiona, as if looking directly into the depths of her soul. Even though her eyes were blind, Fiona still felt an inexplicable sense of guilt at this moment.

"Why do you have to take all the students with you? They haven't graduated yet and shouldn't have participated in the battle last night. Even if you want revenge, you can go alone! You are the Supreme Witch!"

Fiona was silent for a few seconds and explained: "Flowers in a greenhouse cannot grow. In this increasingly dangerous era, young witches must grow up as soon as possible. I took them with me just to train them."

"So one person died and one was seriously injured during the training?" Myrtle interrupted at this time and said coldly, "I heard that if Robb hadn't made great efforts, I'm afraid there would be more casualties than this, and everyone, including you, Fiona, would probably be wiped out."

"That was an accident. I didn't expect the witch hunter to come." Fiona whispered.

"This is also your fault. Since you have started a war, you should consider everything. Otherwise, I thought you, Fiona, deliberately wanted to bury all the young generation of Salem witches there." Myrtle said meaningfully, "Just like the inexplicable disappearance of the previous generation of Supreme Witches. In the end, the one who benefits is always one person."

Hearing this, Fiona's eyes twitched fiercely, took a deep breath, and looked at Myrtle with a sneer: "Rumors are spread from people like you who are full of jealousy. Myrtle, I know that just because I sit on the position of Supreme Witch and you don't, you want to slander me all the time to satisfy your ugly heart."

Myrtle did not hide her disgust for Fiona and said: "Everything I do is for the witch group, and you, as the Supreme Witch, have only cared about your own enjoyment for decades. It is normal to do things that harm others and benefit yourself."

"In addition, you will not be the Supreme Witch soon."

"What do you mean?!" Fiona was shocked and asked with a straight waist.

Pembroke said, "It has been confirmed by the Witch Council that the Supreme Witch Fiona went to war with Voodoo without the consent of the Council. It has also been confirmed that she took students from the Witch Academy to join the war without the consent of the Council, resulting in the death of Salem Witch Nan and the serious injury of Queenie."

Myrtle announced, "It has been finally confirmed that the Supreme Witch Fiona has acted on her own and disrupted the peace, causing the Witch Group to fall into the shadow of war again. She has been seriously negligent. After a vote by all members of the Witch Council, Fiona's position as the Supreme Witch has been temporarily stripped away!"

Quentin comforted, "It's only temporary. As long as Fiona can make up for your mistakes, the position of the Supreme Witch is still yours. ”

Pembroke: “Completely solve the threat of voodoo or witch hunters, this is how you will make up for your mistakes, Fiona.”

Myrtle: “During this period, all management of the Witch Academy will be taken over by the Council. Fiona, you must leave here.”

Quentin: “Come on, Fiona! I am sure you will come back.”

Pembroke: “If it cannot be completed, we don’t mind waiting for the next Supreme Witch to appear.”

Myrtle: “Fiona, you should leave.”

The three of them announced the attitude of the Witch Council and the punishment for Fiona’s presumptuous decision, provoking war, and causing the death of students.

Fiona was like a statue, motionless.

After a long time, she spoke awkwardly: "I am the Supreme Witch, and you can't change this."

Myrtle said lightly: "In terms of magic power, you are. But in terms of title, you are no longer. The Supreme Witch has never been a gift, but a responsibility, an extremely heavy responsibility. The witch group does not recognize you, so what can you do even if you are powerful."

Fiona clenched her fists.

At this moment, she was filled with endless anger, and she had an impulse to kill everyone in this room.

But she didn't do it in the end.

NoJust because she couldn't make up her mind to completely break with the witch group and become a mortal enemy.

And because she was old after all.

If she had killed the previous generation of Supreme Witch in order to take office as soon as possible when she was young, she might have done so.

But now...

In order not to become the first person in the history of the witch group to be truly stripped of the title of Supreme Witch and to be "admired" by future generations, she must accept everything at the moment.

"Myrtle, congratulations on finally winning me once in decades of miserable life. Find a place where no one is and comfort your twisted heart."

Fiona took a deep breath, said to Myrtle, looked at Cordelia with complicated eyes, and went upstairs to pack her luggage.

Soon, she left expressionlessly under the gaze of everyone.

The atmosphere of the academy was relaxed.

After adjusting her mood, Myrtle talked to Cordelia for a few words, and then came to Robb. She said with surprise and joy: "Mr. Robb, it seems that my decision when we first met was correct. You are born to be one of us. Thank you for your contribution to the witch group last night."

"This is what I should do."

Looking at the "Myrtle" in front of him, Robb said this, but he was very emotional in his heart.

If the other party had not forced him to come to the Witch Academy, he would not have witnessed so many "wonderful" things in such a short time, and would not have improved himself so much with both gains and dangers.

If he had not been forced to come, he should be sweating profusely looking for those weak spiritual beings under the threat of countdown again and again, fearing that he would be taken in one day.

Instead of like now.

Counting the great harvest of hunting voodoo witches this time, even if he did nothing, he could have fun for two or three months, without worrying about the intake index at all.

I have to say that although I have only met the Voodoo Queen once, she has given me a generous gift.

I wonder if there will be such good things in the future.