Fortunately, the Main Line is at Hogwarts

"You know that potions also require a wand."

"It's not for you."

Charles smiled and sat down in front of Madison, on the other side of the table.

Indeed, the brewing of potions also requires a magic wand. Perhaps some simple potions do not need it. The magic wand only serves as a stirrer, but the deeper the potion, the deeper the combination with magic.

For example, the blessing potion, in the process of boiling, even requires the cooperation of spells.

"I have been a teacher in the Witch Academy for a period of time. The Witch Herbology there is suitable for you. If you are interested, I can let you read my memory."

Charles said tentatively.

Reading quietly, Madison, who hadn't read a word in fact, closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and closed the book in his hand with a snap.

Then pat it on the table.

"Boom!"

Charles pulled his hand because his four poor fingers seemed to be regarded as a table by Madison.

"It's best to see how you hook up with those little witches in the academy. I guess you must be very popular."

"But there is no way."

"Is it your fault, of course not, honey, I understand you."

Madison said strangely.

"And I need to declare."

"This book doesn't need to be suitable for me, as long as the content described above is suitable for you."

After that, she got up and wanted to leave.

After all, what happened in the bathroom that morning cannot be taken as real evidence and proof. Madison is still angry, and she has reason to be angry.

Whether it is Shire's concealment or perfunctory.

Charles certainly couldn't let Madison continue the cold war like this, and he quickly grabbed Madison's hand.

"We need to talk."

He said.

Madison didn't break free, so he sat down again.

"What to talk about."

She said in a bad tone.

Charles noticed that her voice seemed a little foggy, as if through a mist of water.

Obviously, she felt wronged, and the fault of this matter did not lie with her, but Charles spoke to her with such a serious attitude.

It's as if it was her who was wrong.

"I have something to tell you."

Madison's face is even more ugly.

Because she felt that this kind of beginning seemed familiar.

The next moment, she took a deep breath, and the pride that belonged to her reappeared on her face. Even if she was not as tall as Shire, she still seemed to be looking at him condescendingly.

"Say it."

She sneered.

"I'm in love with you."

"what?"

Madison dared to swear that there was a moment of stiffness on his face, as if he had been frozen instantly by the cold Siberian wind.

"I have to admit that our first meeting was not pleasant."

"I keep you by my side, not out of love, more like a mutual benefit, but... not long ago, I found out that I fell in love with you."

"true love."

"So I want to ask you."

"Will you be my girlfriend."

Madison stayed for a while, then suddenly angrily pushed the book on the table into Charles's arms.

"I think you are crazy, talking about these things most of the night."

She stood up and left angrily.

This time, Charles didn't stop her, because he had seen the arc of Madison's mouth unconsciously aroused, obviously her mood was not as bad as it appeared, did it.

Madison left the laboratory.

Charles let out a sigh of relief, and then took out the notebook in his arms.

Aila cutie contacted him again, but she can't let her wait too long. After all, how to extinguish the flames of Madison's anger is for Aila's help.

Compared to Hermione, who is a routine person, Ira prefers this kind of text chat. After doing housework every day, she will talk to Shire.

There has been a vague tendency to treat this thing as a text message.

"Look, I'll say it can't be wrong."

Charles touched the text in the notebook, feeling the ups and downs of the face, and from Ella's very long sentence, she extracted what she really wanted to say.

Synaesthesia can’t communicate with memories and thoughts, so after discovering that Ella seemed to be familiar, and seemed to have some thoughts, Charles also revealed some things to her one after another, such as Madison, And now the trip to the United States.

But after all, synesthesia means seeing what I see and feeling what I feel. If the two have a good time and Hermione suddenly cuts the perspective, the text will expose everything.

So sometimes, they will use the depressions on the paper and skip the text content to communicate the real information.

Ella is very smart, she quickly mastered this skill, which was not difficult for the princesses at first, and the flowers in a sentence are gorgeous, long-winded and beautiful, almost their natural passivity.

After chatting with Ella again, Charles put away his notebook.

Hermione has become acquainted with the sisters now. Every day she goes home and goes to the secret tree house to hang out with her girlfriends. She feels a little bit of a job.

Aisha and Jasmine are the busiest, after all, they are the queen, not the princess, and they are rarely seen.

Bai Xue, Arlo, these guys in their own world are dangerous and can only hide in the tree house. They don't know how to do business every day, they know how to eat, drink, and have fun. They have long forgotten the danger, the evil alliance, and so on.

It was Hermione who they had taken badly.

Only Ella did not put all her energy on eating, drinking and having fun. Instead, she liked chatting with Shire very much. Whether it was gaining knowledge from here or simply communicating, the relationship between the two of them was strangely and quickly getting together.

In fact, compared to the exquisite home girl Ella, Charles actually prefers the exotic jasmine.

Because her belly dance is really good.

So even if there are only a few archives, Shire has a deep memory and is hard to forget.

unfortunately.

Charles put away his notebook and walked out of the laboratory.

The low air pressure in the room has disappeared. It seems that Madison's mood has improved a lot. Charles smiled and walked into the bedroom.

………………

"Ding!"

early morning.

Charles once again felt that the magic he had left on the hotel door was triggered. With his sleepy eyes, he hugged Madison, and then started Apparition again.

In a daze, he felt that this scene seemed a bit familiar.

But this time, before he got up, Madison next to him stretched out his arm and strangled his neck severely.

"What did I say yesterday."

She too slept drowsily, without opening her eyes yet.

Charles finally got rid of her throat, put on his clothes, and opened the door of the hotel.

Outside, it was Amy, but this time there was another David beside her.

Well, this scene is more familiar.

Charles exhaled impatiently~www.readwn.com~ and gave me a reason. "

"What made you knock on the door early in the morning."

It was David who knocked on the door. Because of his familiar character, he didn't think the magician was any different from ordinary people, but he was only someone who knew a little more magic than ordinary people.

"Lyzas called."

"He gave up looking for that demon."

David said hurriedly.

Charlton squinted and yawned.

"Why, he doesn't want to avenge his daughter? Does he have a clue?"

"Uh, no."

David shook his head.

"Lyzas said... that he is in love."

"He said it himself."