I'm really a witch

There are many rare flower species in Netherfield, some of which were not so rare in modern times but are rare and difficult to grow now.It doesn't make much difference to Circe whether it's well-raised or not, but the rich variety makes the poor poor witch who has been struggling to survive in the weeds before feel happy.

Among the large flower beds, Circe completely relaxed.Plants are naturally close to her, so why not her.Wherever Circe passed by, there was more beauty than before.

The seeds or complete plants brought back by Circe are carefully selected and naturally contain a little magic.The magic power they contain is very subtle, almost no different from ordinary plants, at most they grow a little stronger, but this kind is more suitable for being cultivated into magic varieties than ordinary plants.

It's like a gifted child is naturally more likely to acquire new knowledge than a mediocre child.Of course, ordinary varieties can also be transformed into magic varieties, but it will take longer.Circe never dared to lose her prudence in these strange times.She was always in a hurry to boil more potions for emergencies, and it would be better if she could save some time.

In fact, to put it bluntly, this guy who was used to being a dead house suddenly returned to normal interpersonal communication, and he was discouraged.I have never seen her so active in modern times.

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"Father, can I go to town?" Circe stood in front of Sir Lucas, trying to put on her most obedient expression.

"Why do you suddenly want to go to town?" Sir Lucas waved his hand to signal his daughter to sit down on the chair, and when he asked, he seemed to think of something suddenly, and his expression suddenly became kind, "Ah, I almost forgot, our little Sir Xi is 15 years old, do you want to buy something to dress up?" He blinked.

Circe froze for a moment, then quickly realized, and nodded slightly.

"Let Charlotte go with you." Sir Lucas replied immediately, "Is pocket money enough?" Although his family's total assets are not comparable to that of the Bennet family, they only have three children, so they have relative wealth. Relatively well off.

"Thank you father!" Circe smiled and rolled her eyes, "Don't worry about father, my allowance is enough." After she finished speaking, she thumped and ran downstairs with her skirt in her hands.

"Charlotte!" Circe went straight to her sister in the living room, "come to town with me!"

Charlotte helped her younger sister who was running too fast and almost couldn't stop the car, put down the book in her hand, and nodded gently: "Of course."

It had never occurred to Circe to go to town before.The girls around her and her age are different, they get together every day to discuss new styles and styles, and try their best to guess and dig out new trends in London.

Circe can't get in the way at all in this regard. Her aesthetics are infinitely close to those of straight men, and the only thing she has is a small bonus brought about by her natural identity as a woman.The little girls who started this crazy discussion mode at every turn made Circe shy away, and also labeled the word "town" as "boring".

They are all clothing and accessories stores for ordinary people. They are neither magic robes nor magic props. What is there to shop for?

Until Charlotte asked her curiously that day: "Where do you get these flower seeds from? I didn't see you go to town?"

"In the town?" Circe, who was squatting boldly on the ground playing with flowers at that time, looked up blankly, "What town?"

"Seeds, didn't you find someone to buy them in the town?" Charlotte leaned slightly, but was careful not to let the skirt fall to the ground.She is much more serious about learning etiquette than Circe. Even though she looks ugly, her every move is very elegant.

Since then, the door to the new world has once again opened in front of Circe.

"Charlotte! Let's go!" Circe was very excited, her little face flushed.

Every time Charlotte sees her younger sister so energetic, she can't help but smile. Their little sister is really a little beauty.Circe wasn't your typical pretty girl, in fact it was really hard to come up with a pretty girl in this family of genes, but Circe had beautiful eyes.

Everyone who talks to her can't help but be drawn to her eyes.Charlotte thought proudly, her little sister had bright eyes.And when Circe is emotional, coupled with her eyes, that delicate face seems to be instantly lit up.

"Aren't you leaving?" Circe looked at her sister who suddenly smiled bewilderedly and tilted her head in confusion.

Charlotte came to her senses and smoothed her hair affectionately: "Let's go, father has already had the carriage ready."

I don't know if I should say that the sisters were lucky. They traveled on a whim, but they happened to bump into the soldiers who came to garrison.

The soldiers in red uniforms lined up across the street, their leather boots knocking on the ground, and the harmony of their footsteps was quite shocking.Most of these soldiers were young boys with a tall and straight figure, which attracted excited and shy exclamations from the girls on both sides of the street.

Circe's focus lived up to everyone's expectations and went astray again.She stared at the group of soldiers with a thoughtful expression.

Seems like a good idea to marry a soldier?It's not intentional cursing, but the chances of soldiers being killed on the battlefield are still quite high, and especially this kind of expatriate stationed here, quite a few of them are not locals, so once she gets married...

Running far away, no one cares, my husband is away for a long time...

Gosh, it seems like a really good choice when you think about it this way.

Seeing Circe's erratic eyes following the group of soldiers who were walking away, Charlotte patted her on the shoulder to bring her back to her senses: "Don't look, father won't let you marry a soldier." She knew that the silly younger sister couldn't understand her insinuations, so she pointed it out bluntly.

Now Circe looked over suspiciously: "Why?" Was the attempt discovered?

Ha, this girl is actually considering this possibility. Charlotte rubbed her brows tiredly: "Soldiers have been stationed abroad for a long time, and swords have no eyes on the battlefield. Do you think your parents will agree?"

That's sad.Circe puffed her mouth, and the few "advantages" she valued just stepped on the minefield of her family.It seems that I still have to look for another one, but it's a pity that such good conditions...

She smashed her mouth, looked away, and gave up for the time being.

The town was still very lively, without the soldiers to attract attention, the eyes of the girls on the street refocused on the shops.

This shop selling all kinds of seeds is relatively remote, and the store is not big, but fortunately, it has a wide variety and can pick out some good ones.

The owner of the shop looked kind and friendly, as if he seldom saw young girls interested in these seeds, and he was not angry when he saw Circe's hands carefully picking among the seeds, and he was always smiling.