witch mary bennet

It was not until the knock on the door sounded for a long time that Baldr released Mary.

Mary's face was flushed, and she hurriedly sat by the window to enjoy the air.It was a house-elf who came in with a big plate.After it went out, Bader waved to her, "Mary, come and eat cake."

It was a delicate little cake. Mary hadn't seen clearly what fruits were piled on it, but Bader had cut the cake in half with a single knife, and one half was obviously bigger than the other half.

"Since you are here to attend the wedding, how can you not eat the wedding cake?" He smiled and took a sip of black tea, "This is specially made by Suo Suo, and after standing all morning, I am already hungry."

"So, I'm hungry too," Mary sat down at the table and smiled, "Thank you for the hospitality."

"What do you think of today's wedding?" After Badr asked, he cut a large piece from the cake and stuffed it into his mouth.

Mary didn't intend to answer at all, she even felt that he shouldn't ask such a question, so she ate the cake slowly, and sure enough, after he finally swallowed the cake in his mouth and downed half a cup of black tea, she hurriedly ate the cake again. Added, "I'm talking about pomp."

"You didn't eat breakfast?" Mary asked concerned, and laughed at him again, "Why are you so hungry?"

"I didn't eat," he sighed. "Simmons' family came too early, and I had to greet them just after I woke up."

"Then you have a little more," said Mary, cutting another piece from her own cake and giving it to him.

As a result, Bader held her hand, ate the piece of cake slowly, and licked his lips after eating, "Mary, it's still not enough... I think meat should be eaten."

He rang the bell again and called for cold meat and salad from the house-elf, explaining to her as he ate, "I'm sure it won't be a good feast tonight, and I can't stay, so I might as well eat more now." .”

Mary knew that the banquet was for entertaining relatives, so she smiled and said, "Sophie didn't even stay. If Mrs. Simmons sees you at the banquet, I'm afraid those precious porcelain tableware will be lost."

"Forget about her," he waved the fork in his hand, "Mary, let me tell you, during this period of time I helped Phibos prepare for the wedding, and I was thinking about our wedding every day. Didn't tell them it was going to be kept for our wedding."

"Badr, are you tempting me?" Mary laughed.

"What kind of temptation is this?" He looked innocent, "If you are now shown those family jewels, it is really a temptation."

Even though Baldr said that, he talked about his ideas incessantly. When he talked about building a beautiful tent with various blooming rose vines, Mary really looked forward to it.

She hasn't fallen in love with him yet... Mary thought about it, and finally changed the subject without any politeness.

"Badr, does the wound really hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore," he smiled, "I just wanted to find a reason to call you over."

Mary put down the fork in her hand and walked behind Bader, who had just picked up a glass of wine and muttered, "Mary, what are you doing?"

She clearly knew the location of his wound, so she quickly reached out her hand and pressed it with the most even force.

Badr howled dryly, "Oh, Mary, take it easy."

"Sure enough, it still hurts." Mary frowned when she returned to her seat. "It's very difficult for the injured flesh to recover completely. For some people, the wound will hurt when pressed for a long time."

He put his glass down, took a napkin, and wiped his fingers vigorously.

"Badr, I think you should be able to recover," Mary had to add, "You can often eat nutritious food and exercise diligently."

"Is that enough?" He looked at her.

"Recovery in this aspect depends entirely on the individual's physical condition," Mary smiled, "so I still have confidence in you."

He seemed relieved, and looked at her plate again, "Mary, why don't you eat more?"

"What do you want to eat?" he asked again. "I told them to do it now."

Mary shook her head again and again, "Okay, I'm full."

"Where to go for a walk?" Badr suggested again.

Mary still shook her head, worried that she might run into someone else.

He seemed to have read her mind, so he came over and took her hand, "Take you to a place, apparate, there must be no one there."

He chose a tall oak tree in the forest next to the manor, and Mary saw that there was a tree house hanging high on the oak tree.

The tree house is very complete, and it is definitely not a shoddy product. Mary praised, and Bader laughed, "Mary, you know, before I was 15 years old, I always felt that this was the only one in the entire Knight family's property. The tree house is mine."

"It's almost all self-built," he said with a little pride, "especially after mastering the various spells."

"Great," laughed Mary, "but how did you get up there when you were a kid?"

"With the Levitation Charm," he said, "I learned the Levitation Charm from my governess when I was six, and Disapparation at thirteen."

"That's the benefit of being a tutor," Mary replied with an envious tone. "I still mastered Apparation after a few days of surprise practice before graduation."

Badr suddenly stretched out his hand, touched the top of Mary's head, as if to comfort her, and asked her, "Why don't you come up with me and sit down for a while?"

It is still a floating spell, and the ceiling of this tree house is not too low. At least Mary can still stand up straight, but Bader has to lower his head, quickly conjures up several soft cushions and throws them on the floor, and then sits down.

"My only regret is that I didn't make the tree house higher," he said, "oh, Mary, sit down too, don't look anymore, I asked Soso to come and clean up here, it looks like he put everything away Woke up."

He stretched out his arms lazily, and poked the only small cabinet in the corner of the tree house with his wand. The door of the cabinet opened by itself, and silver teacups and teapots jumped out one by one, followed by a copper cupboard. kettle.

"Oh, I have such a kettle too," said Mary.

"Mine is definitely better," Badr said proudly, "because it doesn't need a fire."

He cast "clear water like a spring" to fill the pot with water, and tapped it with his magic wand. After a while, there was a "squeak" sound from the pot as the water heated up.

"Mary, trouble," Badr leaned against the wall of the tree house, his eyes almost closed, "you find the tea in the cabinet."

"No," Mary resolutely refused, "Badr, I'm here as a guest, you should entertain me."

"Okay," he agreed, but still seemed very interested, found out the tea, and soon, the water boiled, he made another tea and poured her a cup.

"Miss, I'm sorry," he said earnestly, "we have no refreshments."

"Oh, it would be nice to have a cup of hot tea," Mary said with a smile, trying her best to appear like a forgiving guest, "thank you for your hospitality, sir."

The two drank tea, and Bader slowly talked about how he built this tree house, "Actually, this is not the first," he said, "The first tree house took two years, but I feel more and more It was like a shack, and at that time the family assigned Soso to serve me specially, and with its help, the previous one was completely dismantled, and it took several months to build this one.”

"I used to fantasize about tree houses like this when I was a kid," Mary said. "Unfortunately, it's almost impossible for a Muggle family, and my family is all girls."

"What did you play when you were a kid?" he asked again, "Before going to Hogwarts?"

"I like to secretly feed the squirrels with snacks from the kitchen," Mary said with a smile. "At that time, I thought they could understand what I was saying. There are two squirrels living in the big tree behind the house. You only need to give one of them a cake." , it will definitely call the other one, and they even let me pet their tails."

"They might be a couple," Bader smiled, and suddenly his expression changed.

"Mary, isn't your patron saint a squirrel?" He asked with some horror.

Mary nodded, and to prove it she immediately drew out her wand and cast a Patronus Charm.

A silvery squirrel hopped around the treehouse.

"Oh... no..." Badr shook his head straight, and he also released his patron saint, which is a giant compared to squirrels.

"What is this?" Mary didn't recognize it for a moment.

"It's a bear," he said despondently. "I didn't know why it was a bear, but now I don't want it to be a squirrel at all."

Mary can fully understand his mood. As a man, he must prefer the majestic and majestic bear, so she comforted him with a smile, "Don't worry, Badr, I won't doubt you just because the patron saint didn't become a squirrel."

"Actually, bears and squirrels are also very compatible," he thought for a while, "both are common animals in the forest, but squirrels live in holes in trees, while bears live in holes under trees. God turning into a bear is no fun either."

"However," he laughed again, "my parents have always disliked Patronus. If I become a squirrel, I don't know if they will be satisfied."

Based on the knowledge that Mary learned at Hogwarts, the Patronus depends more on personal character and life experience, so she feels a little bit unfair for him.

"What kind of Patronus did your parents like?" she asked.

"Phibos is very good, a crow, the holy bird of Apollo," he sighed, "he thinks the crow is too common, but maybe it's because his parents really love him as the sun god at home. "

"I think bears are much better than crows," Mary remarked without thinking.

"They really placed too much expectations on Phibs," Bader was still stuck in his own thoughts, "so after Phibs gave up his inheritance rights, they were all hit. I once thought that this must have something to do with their early death relationship, but after all, I only have him as an older brother in this world."

"Badr," Mary gently put her hand on his, "don't use these past events to add to your troubles, your parents must also hope that you and Phoebes can get along in harmony."

"Mary, you're right," he rubbed his forehead, then yawned.

"Can I apparate directly back to the dormitory from here?" Mary looked at her watch, "It's getting late, you should take a rest, the banquet tonight may take a long time."

"Don't go," he immediately grabbed her and emphasized again, "I'm going to sleep for a while, the banquet starts at five o'clock, and I'll send you back at 04:30."

The author has something to say: Badr, you will think at night that crows also live in trees, and, compared to bears, crows and squirrels are almost the most common birds and wild animals...

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