Chapter 153: Partial Picture of the Party
In the office, Fiona stared at the photo in front of her, with complexity and entanglement intertwined in her eyes.
In the photo, a hippie girl with curly blond hair, dressed in a white robe, with strange jewelry on her wrists, is facing the camera with an innocent and sweet smile.
Her daughter, Cordelia, the principal of the witch college, paid special attention to and reported the girl's identity. She was a wild witch.
Before entering the academy, Madison and Zoe could actually be regarded as wild witches. As the name implies, they had no training and used their own talents to actively awaken supernatural abilities.
However, the ability displayed by the hippie girl in the photo seems to be more unique.
Fiona thought about the news Cordelia told her in the afternoon. Her fingers holding the photo trembled slightly, and she couldn't control her emotions.
In this mysterious world, witches' power comes almost entirely from the gift of blood, which gives them one or more abilities that transcend nature.
The Witch Academy is a holy place for these superpowers to deepen their potential and unlock more witch abilities.
Take Madison as an example. When she first entered the academy, she only had the ability to control her mind. However, through the dual catalysis of learning and talent, she has recently mastered mind control, showing amazing growth.
However, not all witches can become extraordinary before entering school. Some witches are as unknown as ordinary people. It is not until they step into the gate of the academy that after systematic education and guidance, the potential in their blood can be stimulated. The representative figure is Emma.
However, no matter how powerful the bloodline of an ordinary witch is, they can only master up to six abilities. Only the most talented witches of their generation can perfectly master seven abilities.
Also known as the Seven Formations or the Seven Wonders, they are: fire control, mind control, out-of-body experience, teleportation, resurrection from the dead, prophecy and mind-reading, and this is the only criterion used by the Witch Association to select the Supreme Witch.
But Fiona also knows another way to determine the Supreme Witch, and that is to kill her!
And she, the previous supreme witch, had to do it herself.
As long as she can end the life of a girl with the potential of the Supreme Witch with her own hands, she can steal the other person's youth and magic power to extend her own lifespan and beauty.
Since knowing this hidden bloody shortcut, she has killed several girls with over-talented talents like Emma. Because of this, she has been able to live for more than a hundred years, and she looks like a woman in her forties. Generally speaking, although aging is visible to the naked eye, the charm is still there and can attract the attention of countless men.
Therefore, after Emma showed her talent that stood out from the crowd, the happiest person in the entire academy was her, Fiona.
Unlike Wednesday, who has a special status, although Emma has the support of the Winchester family behind her, as the Supreme Witch and backed by the Witch Association, her attitude towards this declining family is not as serious as the one that scared Cordelia before. .
She already had a perfect plan. In order to avoid long nights and dreams, tonight was the time to close the net.
But the appearance of the girl in the photo made her a little shaken. The girl's awakened ability was beyond the scope of the seven formations. She even thought that the Supreme Witch might not be Emma, but this hippie girl.
Just as her thoughts were swirling, the sound of the iron gate outside the courtyard interrupted her meditation.
Fiona walked to the window and opened the curtains a crack. Under the moonlight, Madison was walking out of the college with Emma openly. Both of them were dressed very fashionably and hotly, especially the young Emma, who was slightly The revealing outfit looked a little out of place on her.
On the street outside the door, a car hired in advance was waiting for them. After Emma got into the car first, Madison glanced up at her side calmly, the meaning in his eyes was self-evident.
Ten minutes later.
The car parked steadily in front of a villa. In the villa, the lights are bright, the deafening hip-hop music is intertwined with the carnival screams of men and women, as if they are in another world.
Emma looked through the window. Wherever she looked, there were men around the pool who were similar to Lango. They were swimming around more scantily clad women. They seemed to be intoxicated with alcohol and carnival. , every woman's steps seemed staggering, and when they met a man, they threw themselves into her arms without hesitation. The scene was extremely chaotic.
Emma's foot that was about to take a step was instantly retracted, and she turned to Madison with a gloomy face, with obvious dissatisfaction in her tone: "You brought it to the wrong place, this is not the party I want to attend!"
"How could it be?" Seeing this, Madison quickly defended: "Isn't that what adults' parties are like? All-night drinking and revelry, and even high-altitude drugs. What do you think a party will be like?"
Emma frowned and ignored it, recalling in her mind the previous parties held by her uncle and friends at home and in the museum.
Although they are also drinking, no one except Teddy will drink to a state of confusion, and they will not play such loud music in the middle of the night. They just chat about interesting things, play billiards, or go out to play pranks.
One of them, a bald man named Dom, would bring several exhibitionist women with him every time he came back, but Lango would send her into the bedroom and coax her to sleep before going out.
Not to mention the ones held in museums, they are like fairy tales and full of fantasy.
It's not like outside where all the young men and women are drunk and exposed.
"I want to go back."
Emma's voice was as cold as ice, just like Wednesday's indifference, "I hate it here."
"you"
When Madison heard this, the anger in her heart was instantly ignited. The past week of swallowing her anger and the cynicism behind her back almost made her lose control.
But when she met Emma's indifferent eyes, she immediately felt a chill in her back. She had to suppress her anger, put on a flattering smile, and said almost pleadingly:
"Why don't you go in and take a look around? I made a lot of promises to the people inside for this party."
"Just treat it like you're accompanying me, say hello and we'll leave, okay? Otherwise I won't be able to hold my head up at all in front of them."
Seeing that Emma still looked unmoved, Madison's voice was a little more humble: "I have done so many things for you these days, you just treat me as pitiful, okay? What if? If you don’t like it, we can leave at any time.”
"I really can't stand you." Emma shook her head speechlessly and said impatiently: "Let's go!"
After saying that, she took the lead in opening the car door and walking into the noisy night.
When Madison saw this, the big stone in her heart finally fell to the ground, but looking at Emma's hurried back, she couldn't help but feel an indescribable anger and jealousy intertwined, her hands clenched into fists, and she could hardly restrain herself from stepping forward. The urge to vent this emotion.
"hurry up!"
"Oh, it's coming, it's coming."
(End of chapter)