witch mary bennet

Bader Knight just wanted an answer.

Mary felt that she had found the key to the problem, and she took a deep breath, "Mr. Knight, I'm sorry, but I cannot accept your marriage proposal."

She mustered up her courage and looked at him, "I have always regarded you as a friend, but I never thought that you would become my lover."

The silence between each other made Mary uneasy, and Baldr smiled slowly.

"Mary, you fool," he still seemed happy, "don't you know how to lie to me? I will believe everything you say now. If you agree, we will get married next month..."

He looked at her, suddenly with a little indescribable melancholy, "But, you rejected me, if you are fired by St. Mungo in a few days, what should you do?"

Mary couldn't answer the question, and if she had, she wouldn't have asked him for help at all. "Mr. Knight," her expression was serious, "I can't go against my own wish just because I'm worried about losing my job. It would be irresponsible for you."

Bader hesitated for a moment before asking, "Mary, don't you believe me?"

Mary suddenly felt relieved, and she even smiled, "Although I really can't believe what I heard, but I know that you have always been a person, and you will definitely not deceive me about this kind of thing."

"It's like this," he seemed a little impatient, took a step back, and started to walk on the spot again, "I've known you for a long time, and now I feel that you are the best young lady I know, so I I want you to believe that although you are asking me to help you, I am actually taking the opportunity to solve my own affairs, because before I received your letter today, I have indeed considered how to find ways to let you be my wife."

He spoke with such sincerity that Mary must have been touched.But the peculiar stubbornness in her character had a great effect at this time, "Mr. Knight," she said softly, "if I promise to be your wife now, I certainly can't promise to be like one." I love you the same, it's not because of you, it's all about myself."

"Don't say that, Mary," he said, stepping in front of her and taking both of her hands.Mary could feel his hands trembling slightly, and he asked her, "From the beginning to now, you haven't hated me, have you?"

Mary smiled and shook her head, "Not really."

"That's all right," Bader seemed very happy, "Dear Mary, you made me understand one thing, it's not enough to just tell you my love, I have to do something to let You love me too."

"I didn't mean that..." Mary insisted, "Whether I fall in love with someone depends entirely on my heart."

Badr froze for a moment again, his hand slightly increased the strength, but it was fleeting, "So, Mary," he asked cautiously, "would you like to think about me now?"

Mary blushed. He was looking at her so earnestly that she didn't even dare to say "yes" in front of him, so she just nodded slightly.

"I'm satisfied," he laughed again, then took a step back and bowed as gracefully as he would in a salon, "Mary, in return for your favor, I hope to invite you to dinner tonight." Please enjoy dinner."

Mary immediately agreed, not only because she was really hungry, but also because she wanted to know more about the man who expressed her affection.Badr looked around, and suddenly pulled her to him again, leaned into her ear and whispered, "From now on, forget about your work, close your eyes, and I will take you to apparate to Diagonal lane."

It was impossible for Mary to forget, but she never said anything about St. Mungo's again throughout the evening.Badr took her to another luxurious-looking bar hidden in the depths of Diagon Alley. They went directly to a room upstairs. He was obviously a regular customer, so he quickly ordered without even looking at the menu. Several dishes.

"It's opened by the French," he explained, "just like the clothing store you often go outside. Your classmate Mr. Hastings' family has taken advantage of it. We come here for dinner, too. Increase profits for his family."

"But we'll be a family soon anyway," he said with a nonchalant attitude, and said with a smile, "Dear Mary, didn't you expect to get married before Sophie?"

"I never thought," Mary replied frankly, "a witch from a Muggle family like me would not be so popular in the wizarding world."

"Who said that?" He questioned first, but quickly changed to a comforting tone, "You don't need to be popular with so many people, as long as you have me."

Mary laughed too, and she tried to ask in an equally relaxed tone, "Mr Knight, do you really not mind my Muggle origin at all?"

He quickly waved his hand, "Pure-blood families can still give birth to squibs. I only know that I am marrying someone, not a certain bloodline."

"Besides, Mary, don't feel any psychological pressure," he emphasized again, "Our family is not like some ancient wizarding families who must maintain the purity of bloodlines, and we are not descendants of any great person, and our ancestors It is also true that I have married wizards from Muggle families, and I will tell you slowly in the future."

When the dishes were served, Mary found that these dishes were delicate and light. She thought that Bader liked meat, but he only ordered one steamed oyster and looked at her with a smile, "How about it? Mary, are these all your favorite dishes?"

Mary likes nightshade soup and grilled fried cheese, so she nodded and became curious again, "How do you know?"

He looked triumphant, "I never told you what I like to eat, so every time you bring me something, it must be what you like to eat, and I will write it down."

Mary just laughed, "You think I'm too unprofessional. In fact, I try to choose foods that are beneficial to patients, such as oysters. I actually prefer scallops."

The atmosphere was suddenly a little awkward, Badr touched his nose, and Mary hurriedly added, "You are still a patient, so oysters are still good for you."

He just put his head down and ate the oyster, and when he finished eating slowly, he asked her again, "Mary, will you go to the wedding?"

This is of course referring to Phibs' wedding, Mary frowned, "I really don't want to go."

"You'd better go," Bader begged, "I'm tired of preparing for the wedding these days, and I will finally have a reason to be happy when I see you that day."

Mary nodded, and he asked again, "Shall I send a carriage to pick you up?"

"I might go to Stillwater first," she replied. "Sophie said we could go together."

This was originally her plan, and Bader didn't insist anymore.The two ate slowly, and he found a new topic, and began to introduce her to the Knight family's estate in the Dee Valley.

"I've been swimming in the river a lot lately," he said. "It's said to help the body recover."

So Mary asked him if the wound still hurt, which was actually the inevitable consequence of such a severe trauma, but Bader said that he didn't feel much pain.

Maybe he was just trying to reassure her.After finishing dinner like this, Bader said he would send Mary back.

"Aren't we going to Apparate anymore?" Mary laughed, "And walk back on two legs like Muggles?"

"Of course not." He quickly grabbed her and took her back to Hyde Park with Apparation.

The sky had just darkened, and the two of them were walking slowly. Mary suddenly remembered that she asked him if he had encountered any suspicious people recently.

"No," Badr sighed, "Sometimes I really feel that I was just attacked by a lunatic, and all of this is a coincidence, not someone's conspiracy."

"It's impossible for a lunatic to modify his memory to become a normal person," Mary said softly, bringing up the subject as if she had just realized that no one would be happy to put themselves in a situation like this if it was just for safety's sake. His fate was linked with the man in front of him.

During the few minutes of her hesitation, Badr had already stopped, and when he looked at her again, his eyes were a little evasive.

"Mary, shouldn't I come to you?" His tone also became stiff.

Mary looked at him calmly, "Mr. Knight, do you regret it?"

He shook his head, and Mary saw his lips move, but nothing came out.

"If you can't find the person who wants to harm you in this life," she asked again, "won't you never get married?"

After a while, he struggled to utter a few words, "Mary, if you are in any danger because of me, I will die."

She has felt this kind of pressure from him more than once, so while he hesitated, Mary has already figured out how to deal with it, "Mr. Knight, if I fall in love with you one day, I will definitely be willing." I want to face such dangers with you," she even smiled slightly, "However, before I fell in love with you, I felt that those dangers might not necessarily find me."

"Mary..." She had never seen him smile so bitterly, "Just now I was expecting you to fall in love with me tomorrow, but now, I would rather let you stay away from me."

"I can't stay away from you," Mary tried to keep her tone a little more relaxed. "I might still be your primary therapist."

"Oh...Damn me," Badr turned around suddenly, and punched the trunk of the tree beside them.

The branches and leaves trembled, and in the night, there seemed to be the sound of birds being frightened away.Mary walked up to him slowly, put her hands on his arms, "Mr. Knight, no matter what I ask, will you agree?"

He nodded silently.

She stared into his eyes, "So, can you promise not to let that danger that may never appear affect your life again?"

"Mary," Badr's voice was obviously struggling, "that may appear soon..."

Mary shook her head, "Badr, promise me."

He nodded almost numbly, and then suddenly smiled, "Mary, are you calling my name?"

Mary let go, turned around quickly and walked away a few steps. She blurted out, so she couldn't help but blushed again, and lowered her head, not daring to look at him again.

When she heard him coming, her hand was held again, gently lifted, and then kissed by him.

Mary dared not move until he straightened up again and told her it was time to go home.He held her hand tightly all the way, not letting go at all.

The author has something to say: Kelp wrote that before the two of them returned to Hyde Park, they never thought that Bader is actually classified as dangerous goods, similar to fireworks, firecrackers, and controlled knives. something will happen...

From this point of view, Mary is really struggling...

There is another important issue, the patron saint of the two brothers of the Knight family, please brainstorm ideas, Kelp took two nights to come up with Mary's, I feel that the brain cells are not enough...