witch mary bennet

Bader must have been too anxious, he only said that he had arrived in Demont Village, but did not say where he was.However, when Mary apparated in the only square in the village, he was the one sitting on the steps next to the fountain at first glance, still wearing a traveling cloak and a hat in his hand.

It was almost dusk, and there was nothing left in the square, so Bader saw her immediately, he stood up, jumped down the steps, and hurriedly greeted her.

"Mary, did you encounter any accident?" He held her hand tightly, looking very anxious.

He didn't look angry at all, and Mary suddenly burst into tears. When she had nothing to do, she yearned for his help more than once, but now that she met him, she felt sorry for him for driving so far, and , he even worried about her.

"Oh, Mary, don't cry," Bader seemed taken aback. He hurriedly patted her on the shoulder, took out his handkerchief again, and tried to wipe her face awkwardly.

"It's all right," muttered Mary, taking the handkerchief and drying her tears herself. "I didn't mean to hide it," she explained again in a low voice.

"I know," he said hastily, "that I was in too much haste. Victor Hastings, who was so much in control of his father, turned the matter over to my friend William Hamilton. The owl When the letter arrived, I was drinking with him in a tavern in Switzerland..."

"Think about it, Mary," he suddenly pulled her into his arms tightly, and then said through gritted teeth, "he actually put your letter in his letter, and saw Hamilton's hand I held your letter in my pocket, and it was still because of such a thing, I was really angry at that time."

"Tell me," he finally tightened his arms, causing Mary to snort in a low voice before letting go and looking down at her, "tell me what happened, why your sister disappeared for no reason ?”

If Mary had anything to explain, it was the truth of the matter, and since he was standing before her, he certainly had a right to know everything.

"She's not missing," Mary whispered. "My little sister Lydia eloped with an irresponsible man, and no one can find her now."

"Oh?" His voice softened all of a sudden, "Just because of this matter, you want to hide it from me?"

"Yes," Mary nodded emphatically, and she was actually beginning to regret it, "I thought Victor Hastings could help, and you're far away from the Alps, and, I really don't want to let you know, I have a sister who does such an outrageous thing..."

"Mary, you're a fool!" He interrupted her with a growl, but pulled her into his arms again, "You think you'll change your feelings for you because of a little Muggle girl's scandal, I don't make excuses, just think about yourself, would you do this?"

"Badr, I was wrong..." Mary regretted so much, she didn't know what else to say besides admitting her mistake.

"Mary, remember, if you do such a stupid thing again after we get married, I will definitely..." His vicious voice stopped abruptly, and Mary raised her head to look at him secretly, just in time to meet him However, he seemed to have seen some interesting scene, and laughed all of a sudden.

"Okay, Mary," he did laugh, and there was a laugh in his tone, "I just had a pheasant roasted in the tavern over there, I haven't had dinner yet, come with me now Bar."

Badr was indeed hungry, he devoured the salad, and Mary took another pair of knives and forks and sat next to him, tearing apart the roast pheasant for him.

"Thank you, Mary," he said, "if you don't have something to eat, can you tell me what happened now, it's getting late, and you always have to go home in the evening."

This matter is quite troublesome to talk about, even if Mary just picks up the main thing, when she finishes talking, Bader's pheasant is almost eaten, "If we just want to find my sister, then we can solve it soon," he said. Said, "The magic device that finds people based on bloodlines is a family heirloom of another friend, Warren. I have sent someone to deliver a letter to him this afternoon. If there are no accidents, I will take you to find him tomorrow."

He picked up a napkin, wiped his fingers slowly, and asked, "Mary, has your family decided what to do after you find your sister? Take her home?"

"They want their sister to marry that guy," said Mary, "but then she might never be happy for the rest of her life."

"Then let's talk about it after we find them," he stood up to pay the bill, and then said to her, "Take a good rest tonight, and by the way, tell the family clearly, where will we meet tomorrow morning?"

At this time, Mary had already mustered up her courage, and she asked him, "Badr, where are you staying tonight?"

He laughed all of a sudden, "Mary, do you want to invite me to stay at your house?"

Mary blushed, but nodded quickly.

"Oh, Mary, put away your Muggle thinking," Badr laughed, "If I want to go to your house, it can't be like today, I want to wear my best Muggle clothes and bring a luxurious carriage and servants."

At this moment, he was still wearing a half-worn robe, so Mary also smiled, "Then you Apparate home?"

"Yes," he asked again, "shall I pick you up tomorrow morning?"

Mary thought for a while, "Let's meet here, I must let the servants see that I left in a carriage."

It was already dark at this time, so no matter how reluctant the two were, they had to go home separately.Bader must take Mary home. They stopped at the intersection not far from Longbourne, and the moon had already risen, so Mary showed him her house.

The two said goodbye again, and Mary apparated back to her room, thinking she could finally sleep peacefully.

In fact, she tossed and turned all night.On the one hand, this is because of the excitement of reunion, and more importantly, since Lydia can be found, it is necessary to consider how to deal with her.

When everyone was having breakfast the next day, Mary solemnly announced to the family that she had already found Lydia. Therefore, the plan of the previous day was changed, and Mr. Gardiner only needed to take her to Germany. Monte Village.

"Uncle, please go directly to Papa," Mary said to Mr. Gardiner again. "When we get to Tenen Temple Street, we should be able to tell you the definite news that Lydia has been found."

Everyone discussed a few more words, and Elizabeth suddenly asked, "Mary, what do you plan to do next when you find Lydia?"

"Of course we brought her home," Mary replied without thinking. "Can we just let her marry that despicable man?"

Elizabeth was noncommittal, but Jane immediately objected, "Mary, if they really have feelings, we shouldn't break them up."

"I'll make it clear to that Wickham," said Mary, "that if he makes up his mind to marry Lydia, come to his house and propose."

This was considered to be an agreement, so everyone split up. After meeting with Bader in Mary Demont Village, he told her that he had already made an appointment with that Mr. Warren.

"Mary, I'll just introduce Henry Warren as my fiancée," he said with a grin. "Is that all right?"

"We're clearly not engaged!" Mary retorted seriously.

"Oh, you bastard," Bader showed a helpless expression, "I thought you had something to ask of me today, so you wouldn't dare to refuse this small request."

Therefore, when they met Mr. Warren, Bader still introduced Mary as his primary therapist, but the latter's enthusiastic expression seemed to indicate that he already knew something.

"Miss Bennet, when you see that device, you will know why our family does not allow outsiders to use it easily," Mr. Warren introduced politely, "It is really troublesome, the three of us You have to chant the mantra at the same time, and you have to donate a little blood."

Mary thanked her.They were taken to a suite in the study. When Mary entered, she found that this suite had no windows, only one wall with thick hangings.

With a wave of Mr. Warren's wand, the curtain flew open, revealing a large framed picture which Mary recognized as a map of London.

"Miss Bennet is going to squeeze a few drops of blood from her fingers to paint here," Mr. Warren pointed to a specially marked area in the corner of the map, and then took out a small piece of parchment, "then the three of us will use Point the wand at the map, and say the incantation."

Mary nodded, she was a little nervous, and turned her face to look at Bader, who was also looking at her.

"Oh, Bardell," Mr. Warren laughed, "Miss Bennet is a therapist, so she must not faint like those delicate ladies, but you, I suggest Miss Bennet When you squeeze your fingers, you turn your face away so you don't worry too much."

Mary's face was flushed red, but Bardell spread his hands as if nothing had happened, "It's useless to say these things, Henry, you know, I wish someone would make fun of Miss Bennet and me, it's an honor for you to be the first of all."

Mary made up her mind not to listen to their jokes, St. Mungo, she has been trained in bloodletting, and for this kind of bloodletting, which only needs a few drops of blood, it is to poke the tip of her finger with a sharp curse, and then squeeze out the blood.

Everything went smoothly. After three spells, a name appeared in the densely packed buildings in the upper left corner of the map. It was Lydia Bennett.

"The intersection of Broken Bell Street and Tee Cong Street," Mr. Warren said with a smile, "Baddle, are you going now? Is that the most uneventful place in London?"

After they left Mr. Warren's mansion, Bader told Mary that they really needed to make some preparations.

He took her for a short walk, and Mary noticed that they had stopped in front of a beautiful building with the words "Safeuy Hotel" on it.

"Go in," Badr said to her with a smile, "This is the end point of London, we can sit down and have a cup of coffee, and wait for them to prepare the carriage and entourage."

The author has something to say: Broken Bell Street and Ticong Street... Isn't that the little love nest of Queen Margot? ...I will tell you because I am too lazy to look up a map of London, so I just took a place name in Paris to fill the number?

The update is earlier than the day. This is because the kelp has undertaken an extremely complicated job, so I am happy every day, and then pinch my nose to work ... Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh can …