I'm really a witch

Circe had never felt a week go by so quickly.Williams's proposal seemed to be a matter of the last moment, and in an instant she had to meet him.

It seems that the three or five days agreed with Elizabeth may not be enough for Circe to adjust her mood.So on the day before departure, Circe returned to the state of bewilderment and anxiety that he had just received after receiving the marriage proposal.

Elizabeth could clearly see that she clearly had no extra affection for the Earl and Young Master. This must also be obvious to him, so in fact Circe didn't need to be so entangled.It is estimated that there is no need for her to take pains to pretend to be calm, and that Mr. Williams will take the initiative to pretend that everything is as usual.

But those words mean nothing.Elizabeth shook her head, she couldn't ask them, the older sisters, to give her a detailed analysis every time she encountered these things, she still had to learn more to experience it by herself.The little girl was spoiled by them before, so she has always been so ignorant and innocent.

However, let her block the words.If the little girl takes the initiative to ask for help, it is also possible to help.Elizabeth pursed her lips, and her heart softened before her determination was firm for a few seconds.

Mr. Gardner had offered to send a carriage to take the ladies to their appointment, but, as always before, Williams always had the carriage ready in advance.

This is the real nobility.Sitting in the carriage, Elizabeth couldn't help but sigh in her heart.It is completely different from the self-proclaimed honorable Mrs. de Bourgh, every little detail at hand and in front of her eyes is perfect, and no one can find a single mistake.There is absolutely no exaggerated and rigid feeling of excessive force, and everything seems very natural.

Especially since it was the carriage that had come to fetch Circe.In order to avoid unnecessary troubles for the little girl, the carriage sent is very inconspicuous in appearance, but there is no need to worry that it will appear too inferior. In fact, Elizabeth thinks that a low-key sentence can be used. Luxurious to describe it.

He is a very careful gentleman.Nodding in her heart, Elizabeth's first impression of the Earl was very good.

Circe's emotions had been tense, which had begun before getting into the carriage.But as the journey shortened bit by bit, when the familiar house appeared at the end of her sight, she calmed down strangely.Maybe it was too tense, even the nerves could not stand it, and they relaxed spontaneously, saving their owners from being so nervous that they dared not even get out of the carriage for such a reason.

Williams was very calm, at least his calm appearance would not be seen through by Circe.So Circe also became a little more natural. In a conversation, she is often influenced by others, especially familiar people.

After a simple hello at the door, Williams led the two ladies into the reception room.His house became the normal appearance when ordinary people came to visit. The familiar maid lady was holding a teapot and pouring tea for the three of them.

Under the mutual whitewashing of Elizabeth and Williams, the atmosphere of the conversation was so relaxed that it did not give Circe the opportunity to feel any oppressive emotions.Except for communicating the status of the batch of plants at the beginning, Williams basically explained matters to Elizabeth in the following time, and only occasionally asked Circe about the details of some plants.

The atmosphere is really comfortable.Circe wasn't a very talkative person, and she didn't know much about this topic, so she was happy to have a conversation like this.

After a while, Circe had completely returned to her usual appearance in this house. She patted her skirt and stood up from the chair. After talking to the two of them, she happily ran to the back garden.

Sensitively noticing that the man on the other side lowered his eyes in a little disappointment, Elizabeth took a sip of her tea, smartly acting as if she didn't see anything.It's not that she was partial to Mr. Darcy between these two gentlemen. In fact, if she really wanted to talk about the pleasing degree of these two gentlemen, she felt that the one in front of her was more pleasing to the heart.

But her little sister's mood is really easy to guess, maybe it's because it's so easy to guess, the one in front of her is so active in restraining her emotions.Of course she was going to face Circe, Elizabeth squinted her eyes as she felt the silky taste of the tea.Since it was the suitor whom the little girl clearly showed no special affection for, she wanted to help no matter what.So now she forgot the resolutions she had made before.

The little ones are doing really well.It was planted in the wizard's back garden and carefully maintained by well-trained maids every day. It would be a strange thing that it would not grow well.Not to mention that Circe came to nourish her every now and then.

Their size at this time is just right for potted plants, and if they are bigger, they will lose their ornamental value.Furthermore, these little guys who are talented in purification have long thought that the air in London is not pleasing to the eye, and they have actively asked Circe to be taken out to complete their mission a long time ago.

Circe made a serious promise for the first time, promising that they would be able to go out and show their skills immediately.Feeling the joy conveyed by the little ones, Circe sighed slightly.It is human nature to feel reluctance to part with any thing that has been used or kept for a long time.

These little guys have to be specially nourished or replaced every three months or so in the polluted environment of London air.Even this time is very likely to be shortened. After all, London is not only bad for air pollution, and these little guys can not only purify the air.

If you meet a serious and responsible owner, you don’t have to worry about anything if you contact Sercy immediately to check if you find something wrong with the plants you raise or become sluggish.I'm afraid that if I meet those casual buyers, they will casually put it aside as a good-looking ornament, and then throw it away and replace it with a new one when it withers, there is nothing that Circe can do.

Shaking her head, Circe stopped thinking about it.To put it ruthlessly, this is an inevitable thing, a situation called inevitable attrition, and there is really no need for her to worry about these things.Thinking about the materials she used to make the potion, isn't it the same fate?Probably because these little guys have been raised for too long, they will have such emotions unconsciously.

By the time Circe had collected her emotions and returned to the reception room, the conversation between the two had come to an end.Seeing the little girl come back, the two of them speeded up the progress together tacitly, and completed the information exchange completely after a few minutes.

Williams took advantage of the opportunity to keep the two ladies for lunch, which of course could not be rejected.Circe took over the conversation and praised his chef to Elizabeth: "...especially the dessert and soup after dinner, I promise you will never be disappointed!"

Although there is generally no appetizing food in Britain in this era-Sercy even thinks that she can maintain her figure thanks to this, but this probably does not include chefs from wizards, especially big ones like Williams. The family chef.

Wizards' research on various potions is based on the excavation and familiarity with potion materials. In this respect, wizards know more about plants than most ordinary people.Since it is impossible for all potion ingredients to be as weird and twisted as described in storybooks and legends, some of them will naturally be suitable for other purposes.Such as dishes.The variety of seasonings is naturally enriched, and with some magic improvements, it can be said that a wizard chef can be said to be a precious existence like a treasure in this era.

It's a pity that Circe has no talent in cooking.She has always been puzzled by this point, after all, she can be said to be amazingly talented in potions.She also knows a little bit about food magic, which is basically used to improve the taste of the dishes when they are finally out of the pan, but it is just to make the food with bad taste ordinary, and there is really nothing to talk about.Maybe her magic could only be used on someone else's work, Circe thought a little bitterly, which was very sad.

So she enjoyed the lunch with greater enthusiasm.Circe would go to the kitchen every time to praise the chef and try to learn some simple ways to handle food.Later, although she gave up doing it herself, she still maintained the habit of going to the kitchen to find a chef.This good habit brought her an extra dessert, after all, who doesn't love a cute little girl?

"If you go a few more times, my chef will take the initiative to follow you home." Looking at the simple desserts in front of him, and then at the delicate and rich ones in front of the little girl, Williams felt a little sour.

Satisfied, she dug a spoonful and stuffed it into her mouth, and Circe narrowed her eyes happily: "Then I think I have to work harder, and try to bring Mr. Larry home as soon as possible." She licked the corner of her mouth, serious He added, "I will make good money, and I have to pay a decent salary."

Williams curled his lips: "Don't even think about it, you can't afford him just by selling plants, but you can consider changing to a simpler way." He paused for a while, and waited Then the little girl asked him.

Sure enough, Circe raised her head from the dessert bowl with interest: "What is it? Have you thought of a way to make more money?"

"No, this is already the most suitable way to make money right now." Williams vetoed her guess cruelly, showing a somewhat smug smile, "You might as well try to ask me, I might give you a Not necessarily the chef."

"..." Circe looked up at him, raised her chin, "Then I'd better go find Mr. Larry." She wrinkled her nose and stuck out her tongue at him.

The little girl looked at her bowl, and suddenly she was in a good mood, with a little childlike showing off in her smile.She deliberately pinched her throat, trying to make her tone sound provocative: "After all, I have two desserts, and you only have one, and the amount is only a little."

She gestured with her fingers, which made her proud: "It's better if you come and ask me, maybe I will give you a share." She imitated his tone, and deliberately dug a big spoonful of slow Put it in your mouth.

So cute.Williams took a sip of his tea and looked away to keep his blushing from being so obvious.But ears can't fool you.

Circe thought that her provocation had paid off, and she was even happier eating the dessert bowl.