I'm really a witch

Cassandra lay quietly at her master's feet, her long, fluffy tail loosely wrapped around Circe's ankles.

Darcy didn't usually pay much attention to Circe's golden retriever, but now that she was lying in front of her eyes, she unconsciously paid some attention to it.

He immediately showed a surprised expression: "Your golden hair eyes..." He had never seen a dog with such eyes.

Cassandra has golden eyes with sharp pupils that are always half closed on weekdays.This is a pair of eyes that shouldn't appear on the golden retriever. In fact, I am afraid that there is no such pair of eyes in all canines.

In the cognition of Krytica, the eyes are closely connected with the soul.The eyes are like a transparent glass, reflecting the color of the soul.Cassandra is a cat, even if she changes her body, her soul is also the soul of a cat, which cannot be changed.Therefore, she is destined to be a unique cat-eyed golden retriever.

Fortunately, no one will really get so close to observe the eyes of a golden retriever. Even if they notice it, they will be astonished as a rare breed and pass away after a while.So Circe never bothered to hide it.As a Kletika who values ​​the soul, the color of the pupils is the least they bother to pretend.For them, modifying the color of the eyes is tantamount to blasphemy to the soul.It's an outrageous act of deception.

Of course Circe knew how unusual her eyes were, but she was still unwilling to cover them up with little magic like illusion, even though it was an easy task for her.

Should I say that it is truly this lady's pet?Darcy took a closer look with interest, and there were a pair of unusual eyes.

Hearing someone mentioning herself, Cassandra lifted her head resting on her front legs, glanced at him lazily, and then lay back on her stomach in disinterest.

Circe rubbed her furry head, raised her face with a proud expression: "Sandy's eyes are beautiful! I've never seen a pair of purer golden eyes than hers! "

"Yes, very rare." Seeing her complacent appearance, Darcy couldn't help showing a smile, "You have a very good vision."

In fact, it is more than rare.Darcy thought to himself that he had never seen a dog with such pupils, and such colors.But he didn't say anything in the end, and buried all those speculations in his heart.Maybe he still knows too little.

The golden retriever was rubbed and fried by the bad owner, which looked a little funny.Cassandra had long been accustomed to her master's occasional bad taste, so she raised her eyes and glanced at Circe unhurriedly, then stood up from the carriage and put her head on Circe's lap.She didn't do anything, just stared at her master obediently.

Circe felt guilty when she was stared at, but Sandy, who was looking at the hairy hair, was too cute, trying to avoid those clear eyes.However, how could Cassandra let her master escape so easily, raised her face, and followed Circe's eyes closely, determined to make her master feel the condemnation of conscience.

"Okay, okay, I was wrong, Sandy, go around me." Circe was stared helplessly, and was helplessly defeated.Cassandra immediately put her head back on her master's lap, returning to her obedient appearance.

Circe glared at her angrily: "Sandy, you weren't like this before!" But the movements of smoothing the hair with her hands were very gentle, straightening out the hair that had been blown by her own hands.

Cassandra squinted her eyes halfway, she didn't respond to the owner's accusation, and flicked her tail, she seemed very satisfied with this smoothing service.

Darcy watched from the side, and couldn't help saying with emotion: "You're such a smart dog!" So it wasn't an illusion last time, the one he raised at home was much more stupid.

"You're so smart, you'll even bully me!" The little girl poked her mouth out and poked Cassandra's head angrily.She wasn't annoyed, she didn't bark at all, she followed the master's strength and tilted her head in cooperation, while flicking her tail lightly as usual.

After all, she is such a cute little girl, anyone would want to reach out and rub her.Darcy coughed lightly, concealed his thoughts, and said solemnly: "Do you have any teaching methods?"

"Teaching?" Circe blinked, his eyes wandering for a moment.Choose a soul-fit animal with magical powers.The contract was concluded through magic, and then warmed with magic power, and a lot of potions were prepared to improve intelligence.Impossible, how could such words be said.

So Circe put on the same seriousness: "Sandy has always been so smart." There is nothing wrong with that in a way.Animals with magical powers are indeed much smarter than ordinary animals, just like plants.

Darcy saw her momentary hesitation, and when she didn't want to go into details, he nodded obediently and changed the subject.

They always have something to talk about.This is quite incredible.Darcy had always been worried that he would not be able to find a topic to talk to the little girl smoothly, but after chatting again and again, he found that it was surprisingly easy.This girl's point of view is often naive, but has a keen perception.Especially when it comes to her interests.This is so different from her slowness in interpersonal communication.

Darcy often feels that he is discovering an unexplored treasure, and under his hands, the veil of mystery is lifted bit by bit, revealing the precious part inside.

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As early as the day before yesterday, Williams received a message from Circe that he was coming today.He had been looking forward to this day since we parted before, so he was naturally very happy to hear the news.

However, he immediately heard another name from the mouth of the little girl he had been waiting for.A nasty name.

"Mr. Darcy is coming too?" He gritted his teeth, and his voice sounded like it was squeezed out of the teeth.This insidious guy doesn't know how to get the words out of Circe's mouth!Poor Circe is simple and kind, and I'm afraid she doesn't even know she was cheated.

"You don't want him to come?" Circe was puzzled by his tone. "Don't you have a good chat?" How lively the atmosphere is at the horse race.

Williams was so choked that he almost couldn't breathe. He barely suppressed the cough that rushed into his throat. His voice was hoarse, with a sense of powerlessness: "...Yes." Can he explain it?Explain that they were actually mocking each other?

Hearing his admission, Circe's tone became much lighter: "Anyway, among the ones raised, I planned to give him and Georgiana a few pots. It would be good to let Mr. Darcy take a look first."

Fine.Williams chose to compromise.

But that doesn't mean he wants to give this insidious guy any good looks.Being able to maintain a basic polite smile is already a manifestation of his strong self-control.In fact, he just wants to get this guy out of the house right now.

Darcy turned a blind eye to his unfriendly gaze, his face remained unchanged, and his tone was steady: "Excuse me." He paused, "The butler of the house in London followed Georgiana back to Pemberley, and I'm afraid he will bother Mr. Williams A few days."

I just watch you make it up!Williams almost gritted his back molars. He would not believe that any housekeeper would make such a mistake.Besides, every residence will be equipped with at least one butler, whose housekeeper will suddenly go to another place!

How could anyone believe such a lie!Williams was gearing up, and excitedly prepared the draft, and was about to blurt out a sarcasm.

"Oh, that's such an unfortunate coincidence!" Circe frowned, but quickly relaxed, "The butler must be worried about Georgiana, he is really a conscientious butler."

Darcy nodded in agreement, affirming Circe's statement.

Williams was dumbfounded, and saw Circe cast an expectant look at him again: "Brand, please!"

Fine.Williams once again chose to compromise.Who can resist those sparkling eyes?Especially when they still look at you with such trust.

Seeing the little girl showing a bright smile because of his nod, Williams couldn't help laughing along with her.

But, that cunning fellow!After Circe looked away, Williams gave Darcy a veiled look, this man must not be let go!If he hadn't been dragged up in London by various affairs, it would have been impossible for the fellow to take any chances.

Darcy's goal was achieved, so naturally he wouldn't mind the Earl's indifferent stare, and he even bowed his body to express his thanks.Williams couldn't believe there were such people in the world.

Knowing that there are ordinary people among the guests who came today, the servants in the mansion changed their working mode quite skillfully in advance.The rag was no longer flying all over the sky to wipe it by herself. The maid held the basin, wrung out the rag carefully, and cleaned quickly.The black tea didn't flow out of the teapot by itself, but the maid was holding the teapot with an elegant posture.The plates containing the food and the dinner plates, knives and forks did not fly out in a line. The maids visited the tableware in an orderly manner and served the dishes one by one.

All magical items in the house were either enchanted or simply put away and replaced with normal items.For example, the armchair with long legs that liked to run around was mercilessly fixed in place by the maids.And made a serious threat, saying that if it is disobedient and breaks free from the magic, it will turn it into a sponge and tell it to fully experience the feeling of being soaked in water.It is most afraid of water.

Circe felt distressed and wanted to laugh at the same time.Cassandra, on the other hand, jumped onto the poor armchair unceremoniously, put a cushion under her body, and curled up comfortably.Naturally, it took up a whole chair.She has played well with this lively chair before, and although her friend can't move for a while, it is still very suitable as a bed.

It's really weird to watch a big golden retriever tuck itself into a standard ball and assume one of the standard sleeping poses for cats.It even lowered its tail and flicked it contentedly.

Her Sandy is such a soft-bodied dog.The master is probably the only one who doesn't find it strange, and is proud of it.Circe smoothed the long hair on her back, and then was swept affectionately at the wrist by her upturned tail.

Looking at the harmonious scene in front of him, Darcy fell into deep doubts about his previous cognition.