"Ouija board?"
This made Emma, who was reading a book, also look up.
Ouija boards were a pretty common little ga in the US and Europe, kind of like spirit writing, cup divination, and plate divination in Southeast Asia. They're all séance gas that teenagers often play.
The ways to play are actually quite similar. It's very likely that gas like spirit writing are just localized versions of the Ouija board.
After all, the history of the Ouija board is really long, and it's considered a traditional skill for witches.
Hearing this, Zoe was a little worried.
"Could it be dangerous? What if we summon so evil spirit or sothing..."
Maria looked at Zoe with a weird expression.
"Huh? Are you serious? There are five witches here. We'd be scared of a little evil spirit? It should be the evil spirits who are scared of us, right?"
Hearing this, Zoe rembered that everyone present was a witch. Except for her own witch talent being a bit weak, the other witches' talents were quite powerful.
Ordinary evil spirits, like that Mothman from the spirit box, would be asking for trouble if they tried anything.
"We're bored anyway, so let's play! Does anyone have a Ouija board?"
Madison yawned. If she didn't find sothing fun to do, she was going to fall asleep.
Carrie raised her hand again.
"When I first ca to school, I found a Ouija board under my bed. It was probably left here by a student from before."
"Then hurry up and get it out! Zoe, go see if there are any white candles!"
Madison naturally started directing the others. She was always like this; she probably picked up the habit when she was in Hollywood.
"Madison, I want to play too!"
Emma couldn't resist her curiosity and put down her book. Séance gas were just too fascinating.
"Of course, no problem! Let's tidy up the place together!"
Soon, Madison and the others moved the table to the center of the room and brought over a few chairs.
Zoe found a few white candles in the kitchen, and with the dusty Ouija board that Carrie pulled out from under her bed, they had everything they needed.
"Cough, cough, cough! How can there be so much dust? How many years has this Ouija board been under the bed?"
Maria, who had a bit of a germophobia, couldn't stand so much dust and covered her mouth and nose, hiding far away.
"You don't get it! The older the Ouija board, the better it works! I think this Ouija board is pretty old; it's probably an antique!"
Madison took a towel and wiped the dust off the Ouija board.
This Ouija board looked quite old-fashioned. It was made entirely of so kind of black wood. In the middle of the board were the 26 letters of the alphabet, with the words "Yes" and "No" above the letters, and a row of numbers below.
Beautiful patterns were carved around the Ouija board, and the craftsmanship looked very delicate, not like sothing cheap you'd buy in a store.
(Similar to this, the large one is the board, the small one is the planchette)
Hearing this, Zoe was a little curious.
"Madison, do you even know how to appraise antiques?"
"I don't! But there's a line of text written here!"
Madison pointed to the very bottom of the Ouija board. The girls gathered around to take a look and found a line of small text there.
"Made by Mary Shaw in 1885"
"It's actually a Ouija board made in 1885!"
Zoe looked surprised. This Ouija board really could be considered an antique.
"I'm more curious about who this Mary Shaw is. Have you guys heard this na before?"
Maria looked at the other girls, but everyone shook their heads.
Madison pursed her lips.
"Soone from over a hundred years ago, and not even a celebrity. Who knows what she did? Probably just an ordinary witch who went to school here. Okay, let's not waste any more ti. It's almost 12 o'clock, the best ti to play a séance ga!"
The five girls imdiately sat down around the Ouija board.
"I've played séance gas before, so I'll be the host this ti!"
Madison confidently took on the role of host and then explained so of the rules, like not taking your hands off the planchette and not provoking the spirits, similar to spirit writing and plate divination.
But knowing the rules was one thing, and following them was another. Madison and Maria were definitely not girls who followed the rules.
Don't be fooled by how clearly Madison recited the rules now; she'd probably be the first one to break them in a minute.
The lights in the dorm room were turned off, and the white candles were lit.
"Okay, now we put our hands on the planchette, close our eyes, concentrate, and feel the special magnetic field around us..."
Madison had indeed played séance gas before and even said the lines that were commonly used.
But these lines made Maria unable to hold back her laughter.
"Madison, we're all witches. Can you please not say these kinds of things that go against our image!"
"Shut up, Maria! These are the standard lines for a séance ga! Saying this will create the right atmosphere!"
Madison was a little flustered. She had just subconsciously said these lines and forgotten that she was playing a séance ga with witches.
"Okay, okay, okay, then you continue!"
Even with her eyes closed, Madison could tell that Maria was still holding back laughter, and under Maria's lead, Carrie, who had a very low tolerance for humor, also seed to be losing control.
In this situation, Madison no longer felt like continuing to say the lines.
"I'm not saying it anymore. Let's just feel it internally!"
Suddenly, the planchette moved, and Maria opened her eyes speechlessly.
"Madison, since we're going to play a séance ga, can you please not pull this kind of trick? We're not ordinary people; we can sense you using your powers."
Madison pursed her lips.
"Who told you to make fun of just now?"
Seeing that Madison and Maria were about to argue again, Zoe quickly stood up to stop them.
"Stop arguing! If you want to play a séance ga, then play it properly!"
Madison and Maria both snorted coldly at the sa ti, and that was the end of that.
The five continued to close their eyes and place their fingers on the planchette, silently calling out to the spirits in their hearts.
After a while, a gust of eerie wind suddenly and inexplicably blew through the dorm room, making the candlelight flicker.
The five girls simultaneously felt a chill, and they were about to get goosebumps all over.
"It's here!"
Madison shouted in surprise, and everyone opened their eyes.
"Shhh, we all felt it. Hurry up and ask questions! Who wants to go first?"
In the end, everyone decided to let the youngest Emma ask first.
"Are you in the room right now?"
Emma asked a standard question, and the planchette slowly moved to the word "Yes".
Madison looked at the remaining three girls.
"Who's next?"
It was Zoe's first ti playing this kind of séance ga, and her excited little face was flushed.
"I'll ask! Are you a man or a woman?"
The planchette slowly moved across the Ouija board and finally spelled out "Woman".
Then, Madison couldn't wait to be the third person to ask a question.
"Next, it's my turn! The questions you guys asked were so la. You still have to see mine! Female ghost, how did you die?"
Unsurprisingly, Madison indeed took the lead in causing trouble and asked a more provocative question.
The planchette paused for a while before starting to move over the letters, spelling out the word "Murder".
The five girls were all very excited to see that the female ghost who ca was murdered.
"It's actually murder! Could it have been done by a witch from the past?"
Madison's eyes lit up. She liked these kinds of murder mystery stories the most.
Emma suggested another possibility.
"Could it also be a murder case that happened in this house before? I heard that before the Witches' Council bought this place, it used to be a hospital."
Zoe touched her own arm; she was already a little scared.
"Hurry up, I feel colder and colder."
Next was Maria. She was just about to speak when she saw Madison winking at her.
"Maria, ask sothing a little more exciting!"
"You don't need to tell ! Female ghost, when did you die?"
The planchette moved for the fourth ti, this ti to the number section, first a 1, then two 9s, and finally a 0. The answer was 1990.
"So that ans she only died ten years ago? Could it be that a murder case happened at the witches' school ten years ago? Maybe she even died in this room!"
Madison beca even more excited, and the other girls also started to get curious.
The last one to ask a question was Carrie, who didn't quite know what question to ask.
"What should I ask?"
Madison imdiately gave a suggestion.
"Of course, ask for her na! As long as we know her na, we should be able to find out what murder case happened here 10 years ago!"
Carrie accepted Madison's suggestion.
"Female ghost, what is your na?"
The planchette paused again and moved around randomly a few tis before it started to spell out its na.
As the five girls read out the letters one by one, the smiles on their faces gradually disappeared. The na that was finally spelled out was sothing no one had expected.
Fiona Goode, which was the Supre Witch's na.
The girls looked at each other, speechless, all feeling a sense of disbelief.
After all, the girls had just seen the Supre Witch Fiona during the day. How could she have died all of a sudden, and what's more, been dead for a whole ten years?
"Is she lying?"
Emma looked at Madison. This whole thing felt strange.
Madison's face was full of hesitation.
"Probably not, right? We'll find out if we keep asking! Female ghost, what evidence do you have to prove that you are Fiona Goode?"
The planchette beca increasingly restless and then started to spell out a long sentence.
"You can go find Myrtle to divine; she will definitely be able to discover the truth!"
Myrtle had the gift of the Third Eye, as all the young witches knew, and she was precisely the divination class teacher.
Zoe looked hesitantly at the other young witches.
"Why don't we give it a try?"
"We'd have to do that tomorrow though! Do you guys have any other questions?"
Madison looked at the other young witches, and Maria imdiately volunteered.
"Let do it! Female ghost, how were you murdered?"
The planchette paused for a while before starting to spell out a sentence.
"That woman ambushed when I wasn't paying attention and then took over my body!"
This sounded very convincing, and the young witches were almost starting to believe it.
Suddenly, light footsteps ca from outside the door. It sounded like soone was walking towards this dorm room.
The young witches were startled and imdiately sent the female ghost away, then hid the Ouija board.
Emma, Maria, and Carrie each lay back down on their beds, while Madison and Zoe hid under the bed.
Soon, Cordelia pushed the door open and ca in. After seeing the table, chairs, and the table full of candles, she frowned deeply.
However, Cordelia didn't say anything and left the dorm room directly.
Madison and Zoe quickly ca out from under the bed. They were both covered in dust from just being under there.
"Damn it, we have to go back to our dorm room! Emma, Maria, Carrie, see you tomorrow!"
"See you tomorrow, Madison, Zoe!"
Early the next morning, the four little witches from the Apocalypse Society went to Myrtle.
Myrtle hadn't left her room for the past few days to recover from her injuries. She had her als sent to her room, so the little witches could only go to Myrtle's room to find her.
Very fortunately, Fiona went out today, so the four little witches didn't have to worry about being discovered.
After resting for these past two days, Myrtle's cheeks had finally regained a bit of color, although her lips were still very pale.
"You said you played a séance ga last night and contacted a spirit claiming to be Fiona Goode?"
Myrtle's expression beca serious. If this was true, it would be very serious.
"Yes, that spirit even suggested we co find you. She said you could verify her words!"
Myrtle closed her eyes and pondered for a mont.
"I do have a way to verify it, but we'll have to wait until midnight. Don't be anxious; I'll go find Cordelia and ask her first."
In the evening, Fiona still hadn't returned. Myrtle then brought Cordelia and the five little witches to the school's front hall.
"Next, I will directly summon that spirit through a ritual. Hold my hands."
The seven people held hands and ford a circle, with a bunch of white candles lit in the middle of them.
This was a relatively common spirit-calling ritual for diums. Only witches and diums could complete it, and it required the participation of the deceased's closest relatives.
Cordelia originally didn't want to participate in this kind of ritual. This matter was simply nonsense, and she thought that spirit was very likely a liar.
So evil spirits do indeed deceive people for certain purposes.
But Myrtle still persuaded Cordelia. After all, there was no harm in trying.
The clock standing in the front hall chid, which ant that the ti had reached midnight.
"Follow and say 'Fiona Goode'! Rember, you cannot let go of hands during this ti, otherwise the spirit will disappear! If Fiona Goode is really dead, then we can summon her spirit in this way."
The seven people recited Fiona Goode's na in unison. A few minutes later, the color of the candles on the ground suddenly turned a ghostly blue, and a translucent human figure appeared above the candles.
Everyone widened their eyes, especially Cordelia, who almost let go of her hand due to emotional agitation.
"This is impossible!"
Myrtle, who was conducting the ritual, quickly comforted Cordelia.
"Cordelia, you absolutely must not let go."
The translucent figure actually looked exactly like the Supre Witch. She looked at Cordelia with a sad expression.
"Cordelia, it's so good to see you again!"
The emotions of this Fiona Goode's spirit were so sincere that even Cordelia, who hadn't believed it at all, started to hesitate.
"You, are you really my mother?"
"Child, I am your mother! Do you rember? When you were little and had a high fever, I carried you on my back to the hospital! At that ti, you told you wanted to beco the greatest potion master!"
This kind of secret only a mother and daughter would know, and Cordelia fell into complete silence.
Just at this mont, the door of the witches' school suddenly opened.
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