witch mary bennet

The Bennets of Longbourn had five daughters who were expecting marriages.Mrs. Bennet's life's work is to marry her daughter, and 14-year-old Lydia has been pushed out by her to socialize, so now she is most worried about her third daughter, Mary.

After Mary left her dressing room, Mrs. Bennet lowered her voice and said to the four daughters beside her, "Jane, Lisa, you have to help Mary, and you, Kitty and Lydia, find a way Help your sister find a suitable lad tonight."

Lydia immediately "giggled" and laughed, "Of course, Mom, of course we know what you think."

The older two Miss Bennet looked at each other before Elizabeth turned to Mrs. Bennet, "We did take her to several dances this summer, but the problem is... Mom, Mary herself is not interested in it. "

"And, Mom, Mary is leaving tomorrow," Jane added later, "Even if she has a good relationship with some young man, if she doesn't come home in winter, they won't be able to meet again for nearly a year."

This is the truth, and it is also what Mrs. Bennet hates to hear the most. She shook her head vigorously and complained, "Among all the daughters, Mary is the most troublesome. Look, she must be the last of you all to marry."

"Mom, don't worry," Jane smiled softly, "Mary knows that you are worried about her, and she will graduate next year, so there is still time."

Mary did know exactly what her mother thought, and that it was also her father's wish, and because of this, she never tried to change them by words.Wizards never thought Muggles could understand or accept their lives, and Mary, being a witch, no doubt thought so too.

A lady from a wealthy wizarding family like her classmate Sophie Windermere really doesn't need to work.But Mary studied at Hogwarts for six years, and she felt that she could find a job with good academic performance, have enough income, or be able to make her parents give up the bad idea of ​​​​making her marry a Muggle.

Mary knew she couldn't spend her life with a Muggle.It was as if she was still practicing playing the piano seriously, but she clearly knew that a simple incantation was enough to make the piano play beautiful tunes by itself.

She is now only looking forward to the early arrival of tomorrow, when she can return to the world of wizards.

But before tomorrow, there is this afternoon and this evening.At the lunch table the ladies of the Bennet family indicated that they were ready for the ball, and Lydia and Kitty must find a way to while away the afternoon.

"We need to play cards," cried Lydia. "Kitty and I are very bad at cards, and Mother must not want to see us lose so badly at the table."

"Of course not," Mrs. Bennet looked at her little daughter with a smile, "but I've never liked to play brain games. Jane and Lisa happen to have a table of cards with you this afternoon."

"Let Mary take part," Lydia suggested enthusiastically.

"I'm not going," Mary refused immediately, almost instinctively.

"Oh, by the way, Mary," cried Mrs. Bennet, "I really haven't seen you play cards. Can you play cards?"

At Hogwarts, it is rare to make up four students who are free enough to play cards at the same time. Wizard chess is actually more suitable for them, because only one opponent needs to be found.But Mary had indeed learned to play whist at Aunt Philip's the previous summer.

Mary was planning to pack her bags in the afternoon, so she replied without thinking, "Mom, I don't need to practice, I have a way to see your cards."

Lydia and Kitty immediately screamed, "Oh, Mary!" they cried, "We'll never play cards with you again."

Mr. Bennet, who had been silent all this time, suddenly raised his head and looked at Mary, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything, and he buried his head again to deal with the bacon pudding in front of him.

Mrs. Bennet looked at her husband, then at her daughters, and asked helplessly, "Mary, what are your plans for the afternoon?"

"I'm going to pack," Mary replied.

"Come down to supper early, then," said Mrs. Bennet rather perfunctorily.

It didn't take too long to pack, because most of the things Mary used at Hogwarts, books and cauldrons, had been in her suitcase since the summer vacation, and she just packed a few This dress, hat, shoes, and two handkerchiefs that she embroidered by hand during the summer vacation are for Sophie, because she always complains that she can't use the magic "flying needle" that witches sew clothes and let embroidery needles embroider by themselves. Traces".

Then Mary was completely free. She had spent too much time practicing piano this summer, so she decided to save her last time at home for her family.

She actually intended to watch the four sisters play cards, but as soon as Lydia saw her, she yelled not to peek at her cards. Just as Mrs. Bennet needed someone to help her wind the woolen yarn, Mary asked undertook this work.

"I hate these woolen threads," complained Mrs. Bennet, "they're allergenic."

Then she whispered to Mary in a mysterious tone, "Those witches, do they have some kind of housework magic?"

"Yes," replied Mary, who also wanted to have something to say to her mother, so she added, "Old wizarding families have house-elves who will work tirelessly around the house."

"Little what?" Mrs. Bennet didn't seem to believe her ears.

"House elves," Mary explained as simply as possible, "they look like goblins, but they were created by ancient wizards to do housework for wizard families."

Mrs. Bennet seemed to understand, "That sounds good, but are they ugly?"

"By wizarding standards, they're only small," Mary replied.

"Praise be to God," said Mrs. Bennet without thinking, "I'd prefer to use maids and boys then."

Mary wants to live forever in the wizarding world with all her heart, so she always introduces the benefits of the wizarding world to her parents as much as possible, but so far, this introduction has not achieved the desired effect.

At 05:30, the sun was still hanging in the sky, and under Lydia's constant urging, the girls of the Bennet family were ready to set off in the family carriage. When they arrived in Meryton, the dance It hasn't even started yet.

The most notable guests of the evening were a friend of Sir Lucas and his wife and children. Mr. Vetter Jr. was about 23 and [-] years old, unmarried, and he was naturally welcomed by the girls at the ball.

Even though the Lucas family had four daughters to be married, Mrs. Lucas kindly introduced the five ladies of the Bennet family to Mr. Vetter Jr. This young man was very good at talking, and he said to Sir Lucas , all the beautiful girls in the south of England are gathered at the ball tonight.

"I always thought so," laughed Sir Lucas. "When I went to see the king, I didn't see as many beautiful girls as I did tonight."

In Mary's opinion, her eldest sister Jane is indeed a great beauty, but the four young ladies in the Lucas family are really lackluster, otherwise Charlotte would not be able to marry after 25 years old.

However, what surprised her was the behavior of Mr. Vetter after that. Mary got the preferential treatment she had never imagined. Elizabeth, invite her to the first dance.

Mary's face inevitably flushed red, but she immediately agreed, dancing with a strange Muggle young man was always easier than harvesting mandrakes.

Mr. Vetter Jr. was a lively man, and as soon as he started dancing, he talked all the time.First, he talked about his own study experience at Cambridge University. Mary sounded like he felt that it was much worse than Hogwarts, so he simply said a few perfunctory words.

Perhaps sensing that Mary was not interested in his topic, Mr. Vetter Jr. suddenly turned to inquire about Mary's own situation.

"Miss Mary, I hear you don't often live at home," he asked, "is there any relative who is with you in Liverpool?"

"It's my cousin," Mary smiled politely.

"By God," he asked again, "does your cousin live alone, then?"

"Yes," replied Mary, though she did not like such inquiries, "my cousin died very early."

"But, there are five sisters in your family," Mr. Vetter shook his head, "but I heard that, Miss Mary, there is only your cousin who has been with you for many years."

It was a nuisance, because Mary had to go on lying, she forced a smile, "because my cousin only agreed to let me keep her company."

"How could there be such a request?" Mr. Vetter Jr. showed a hint of righteous indignation.

Mary really didn't know how to answer anymore. After a pause, she said perfunctorily, "Probably because she is more satisfied with me. In fact, I am also very happy to do so."

"Oh..." Little Mr. Vetter seemed to suddenly understand, "Miss Mary, let me make a bold guess, is Cousin Ling planning to designate you as her heir?"

But Mary also suddenly realized that she felt that she had guessed the real intention of this gentleman, maybe he just regarded her as the most valuable one among the five sisters, so he chose her as his first dance partner.

From a wizard's point of view, witches are indeed more valuable than Muggles, especially witches like Mary who have received a Hogwarts education.However, this does not mean that Mary will accept any views of Mr. Vetter Jr.

"I've never heard of this," she immediately replied coldly, "Besides, my cousin is very poor and has nothing to sell her inheritance."

"Maybe it's just that you don't know." Mr. Vetter hesitated before answering. Relatively speaking, he thought he was more reserved, so he added, "In short, Miss Mary, you are really kind Girl."

"Thank you for your compliment, Mr. Vetter," Mary thanked seriously.

After this dance, Mary left the dance floor quickly. As for Mr. Vetter, he invited Jane to be his second partner, and danced all the dances without missing a beat.

Later, several young people from the neighborhood came to invite Mary to dance. It was really hard for Mary to refuse such an invitation, so in the end, she danced a total of four dances.

This result has probably satisfied Mrs. Bennet. On the carriage home, she nagged and commented on the Vettel family, the ladies of the Lucas family, and finally praised Lydia for dancing. After every dance, there was no mention of Marie.