I'm really a witch

Circe now had her heart set on marrying herself off.

Now she understands those girls who hate to marry very well, and she is also eager to find someone to marry and bring them down.Find someone who is stupid, especially if you don't have a scary family or a pretty face, in short, it's easy to fool.

She was almost suffocating at home.

After going through the initial surprise of all the materials, Circe had to find out with grief that she couldn't do experiments, boil potions and practice spells as she wanted in the past.

Now she can only take a short time every day to get into her basement, and she dare not make any big noises, this is too painful!

This era suddenly became annoying again.Circe thought furiously, virgin girls can't leave the house or anything, it's going to kill her!

Thinking about it, she began to miss her once well-equipped laboratory, and compared this humble basement...

Oh, she can only use a cooking pot to cook potions!Circe covered her face and groaned in pain.

"Cersi! Come out and get some air, don't stay in the basement all the time, you should be more active." Charlotte's voice came through the door.

Look, look, there's always someone watching you.Circe let out a long sigh, rubbed his face to get rid of his frustration, and then responded, "Here's my sister!" She opened the door while speaking, "Aren't I running enough? I just ran away yesterday. I went out and turned around for a long time before coming back."

"You should go out every day." Charlotte pulled her sister to the living room, "Come and help me look at this lace."

"Oh... let me go," Circe puffed her cheeks, "You know I see them all alike."

"That's why you have to look more," Charlotte said, forcing her sister to sit next to her. "You've got to learn some basics, instead," she glanced Circe up and down, "always so few style."

Circe pursed her lips, but sat down obediently.Charlotte is a smart girl. Although her intelligence has always been restricted by this era, it does not prevent Circe from liking her.Especially since she is really a wonderful sister.Facing her, Circe was happy to show her wayward little girl side.

"Tomorrow is the day when the teacher comes," Charlotte said slowly while weaving lace, "Do you remember what you taught in Islam last time?"

Circe, who had just been sitting upright, collapsed again. She leaned against Charlotte and sighed: "Time flies so fast, I think the last time he came was just a blink of an eye..."

Charlotte tilted her head slightly to listen to her younger sister's complaints, always maintaining a gentle smile, and still had time to insert a few words of comfort between her speeches.

"After dinner, I will take you to practice." Finally, Charlotte ended the topic with this sentence.

The governess did not come very often, and Sir Lucas could not afford to pay for "frequent."He can do it once a month is already clenching his teeth.

Circe hated these courses, but had to accept this so-called etiquette training every month that was more punctual than her aunt.

What kind of walking posture, the arc of a smile, the movement of drinking tea, blah blah blah, seeing that serious woman makes Circe's head hurt.

Turn that woman into a frog.Circe practiced, under Charlotte's supervision, what he would examine tomorrow, with little dark thoughts in his mind.

So sure enough, hurry up and find someone to marry!

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When Circe had to stay at home and fish, Cassandra ran out instead of her.Just like opening up wasteland and opening up new maps in the game.

She is connected to Cassandra's soul, and through Cassandra's eyes, she can often see things she cannot see.

Just like this time.

Netherfield, which Mr. Morris had owned, had been lying idle since Mr. Morris's family had moved to London.It was the largest and most beautiful garden in all of Longborn, and the rent was naturally very high.There are not many people in this area who can afford to rent this garden, and those who can afford it are unwilling to waste the money.So it has remained empty, which is a pity.

Circe had been coveting Netherfield for a long time.Oh, it’s certainly not because of its beauty and delicacy. In Miss Witch’s eyes, the flower is automatically split into petals, stems and roots, and then labeled as useful, useless, precious and ordinary, and they have one and only one purpose— — as one of the ingredients boiled into the potion.

So when Mr. Morris's moved out, Circe was thrilled!Especially after Cassandra brought back good news.

Thanks to Mr. Morris's money and collection, there are many good things in the garden.

But it wasn't Sercy's style to sneak in and loot.She is a good witch with morals.But sneaking in for a treat, and then... touching some seeds by the way, shouldn't be too much.Circe thought so imaginatively, swallowing silently.

For a witch, there is no such thing as a stupid problem of exposing her body during the day.A little magic, no one will notice her at all.

"Charlotte! I'll take Sandy out for a walk!" Circe barely heard Charlotte's response, and couldn't wait to take Cassandra out.

Charlotte looked out from the window and shook her head amusingly.It is clearly held in front of people, and it immediately reveals its original shape when it encounters something of interest.

Circe certainly wasn't going through the front door.It was too obvious that the door was opened, even if she cast a spell on herself and Cassandra to make people ignore them, but such a big door opened... There is no need to take such a meaningless risk.

The side door is much more concealed.The heavy iron locks and sharp fences are enough to resist most of the guys who try to break in rashly, but this definitely does not include a witch.With just a touch of your fingertips, the iron lock opens with a click.

Cassandra walked in first.

The side door had been built in a shaded corner, and Circe opened the flower garden as soon as he entered.

Mr. Morris has just moved away for a few days, and the flower garden, which has been meticulously trimmed and maintained by someone who spent a lot of money before, still maintains an exquisite appearance. If this is an ordinary country girl, she would have covered her mouth and exclaimed by now .

Circe turned a blind eye to this beauty, not only did not feel any shock at all, but also felt a little disgusted.The witches of the Clertica school admire nature, and she can't appreciate this so-called landscape created by man at all.

Plants had always been close to her, and Circe's seed-touching venture was going well.She is not greedy, after all, she doesn't have the capital to be greedy.The family only gave her a small place to cultivate her flowers and plants.

Ah... I want to marry myself out even more.