witch mary bennet

Life is really different with house elves.Mary was just washing up in the bathroom, and Shuya had already packed almost all the luggage in the entire dormitory, and put them in two boxes with the Space Folding Charm.

When she came out, Shuya had already hung the long dress she was going to wear tomorrow on the hanger, carefully arranging the lace on it, and the house elf grinned at Mary, "How is it? Miss Bennet, I'm sure As you said, I can do all the work at home."

"Oh, Shuya, it's very good," Mary praised, looking at her empty hut, and then at the house-elf, before asking, "Shuya, where do you sleep tonight? "

"I can sleep in the corner," Shuya said cheerfully.

"How about it?" Mary quickly found a good place, "you can sleep on the big box, anyway, we don't need it as a table anymore."

She thought for a while, and then added, "Did you see my brown woolen square scarf when I packed my luggage just now, I want to give it to you, it's just right for you to wrap it up and sleep."

Shuya no longer rejected clothes, not to mention that Mary emphasized to her that the square scarf was no longer clothes, but a "bedding", and she nodded and accepted it.

Early the next morning, Bader brought a Muggle carriage to the gate of the dormitory to pick up Mary. Shuya also jumped into one of the boxes, and he picked up the boxes one by one.

"Badr," Mary whispered, "I think we should each carry a suitcase."

"Come on," he said with a nonchalant smile, "I can keep my balance like this, and the box is not heavy."

Mary only held a parasol and a hat in her hand. She briefly handed over the procedures with the house elf who managed the dormitory. When he finished checking the room and walked outside, the two boxes had already been tied to the carriage.

The journey along the way should have been easy and fun. The carriage sent by the Becker family was of high quality, and it ran fast without bumping at all. Of course, the fiancée had countless whispers to say, but Mary was always concerned about the family children around her. elf.

"Actually, you don't need to worry about Shuya," Bader said with a smile, "When I kiss you, she will avoid it honestly, but if that's the case, let Shuya go to your house first and tell your parents You'll be home soon."

Mary was skeptical because Shuya had never been to her house, but she simply told Shuya a few place names, and she patted her chest and said that she would definitely find it.

Since Kitty is so interested in the life of a wizard, let Shuya go find her. Mary told Shuya to find Kitty first, lest the house-elf frighten Mrs. Bennet's fragile body. nerve.

When they reached Meryton, however, Kitty was waiting by the roadside, and Mary called her into the carriage, and she had a large basket with her.

As soon as the carriage door closed, Shuya poked her head out of the basket, wearing a little girl's bonnet, which made everyone laugh.

"I found the hat for Shua," Kitty said to Mary. "It wasn't mine when I was a kid, but Lydia was a kid. You never came back, so I took Shuya out for a walk, and I brought this If the basket is empty, Shuya will hide in the basket when he meets others."

"Did Mom and Dad see Shuya?" Mary asked.

"No," laughed Kitty, "I just said that Mary sent a message, and mother was used to it, not thinking at all who sent it."

"So we can hide Shuya in the room," she concluded.

"I can do the kitchen work, Miss Kitty," said Shuya hastily, sharply.

"My mother won't let you work, Shuya," Mary also laughed, "I have servants at home, so you probably only need to tidy up my room..."

Before she finished speaking, Kitty rushed to say, "Shuya has agreed to help me with makeup and hair."

Obviously, this house-elf is very good at pleasing people, so Mary just smiled. As for Baldur, he leaned against the wall of the carriage and pretended to be asleep from the moment Kitty got into the carriage, until he arrived at Longbourn. Jump out of the car to help Mary with the box.

Although he claims to be used to pretending to be a Muggle, this is really not like the style of Muggle boys and buddies. Fortunately, the coachman and the Bennet's servants only regard this as an accident of Mr. Knight's courtship to his fiancée behavior, but did not expect that he is not used to being served by humans.

The work of packing the boxes was handed over to Shuya, and the daughter and prospective son-in-law were directly invited into the dining room. As soon as they sat down, Mrs. Bennet asked Bader to have dinner at home tonight, and he immediately agreed politely After coming down, Mr. and Mrs. Bennet were invited to take their daughters to Knight Manor to attend their wedding.

"I heard from Mary that your estate is in Chester," Mrs. Bennet asked cautiously. "Can ordinary people like us go there?"

Badr quickly gave an affirmative answer, and Mary helped out. She assured that what her parents saw was actually no different from the manors of ordinary people.

"As long as you don't think us ordinary people are going to cause trouble," Mr. Bennet said to Bader, "I think I must go, Kitty can follow me, and Lydia won't go, so Mrs. Bennet will be at home with Lydia."

"As for Jane and Elizabeth, let's wait until they come back." Mr. Bennet finished the arrangement in this way. "I think you have helped Darcy so much. He should go most of all."

Badr could only nod, and said that he planned to invite Mr. Darcy and Mr. Bingley specially.

Kitty was overjoyed, but Lydia cried out, "Oh, I don't want to go away, let me stay with mother."

Although the memory was only modified, Lydia's personality has indeed become dull. The Bennet family accepted this change calmly. Objectively speaking, they are still satisfied.

"I really wish I could go too," Mrs. Bennet asked with a smile. "Mr. Knight, when are you and Mary planning to have your wedding?"

"Probably in late September," Badr said without thinking.

Mary was even more surprised. She remembered that Badr had been thinking about October, and he didn't seem to have told her that he planned to advance the wedding date.

It was not until the two of them went out for a walk in the afternoon that Mary had a chance to ask him about it.

"Oh, Mary, as long as your wedding dress is ready, we can get married," Badr said with a smile, "There is still nearly a month to prepare!"

"But, Badr," Mary's intuition told her that there was something wrong, "you kept talking about October, and in September, you have to receive the skin-skinning spell."

"Let's wait for the treatment after we get married," Badr quickly replied, "It should be fine if it's delayed for half a month, right?"

"The skin-skinning spell treatment is best done three to four months after the wound has basically healed," Mary looked at Badr, "but why did you suddenly change your mind?"

"I'm just in a hurry." Badr lazily leaned against a big tree, and smiled again, "Mary, I want to marry you earlier."

This is actually nothing, so Mary just smiled, "Badr, we're going to get married anyway, I'm just worried that time is too tight, and I'll be in a hurry to prepare."

"Anyway, you will help me," Badr seemed confident.

Mary thought about it again, "Why don't you start the dermabrasion treatment next week first, and then delay it, I'm worried that the scar will become too stubborn, anyway, it only takes about an hour a day."

She thought he would still agree, but unexpectedly, Badr refused without even thinking about it.

"We're going to be very busy," he emphasized. "Tomorrow we'll pick out the invitations, and then you'll write them for me."

Mary was skeptical, although she was used to following his arrangements, but this time, he seemed stubborn and abnormal.

"Badr, you don't know what the scar on your back looks like." Mary hesitated for a moment before saying, "Let's go back, I just have time this afternoon, let me see your scar, use a few Simple spells check first."

Then he refused again, though in a light-hearted tone, "No, Mary, we've only just come out."

"Badr, what's wrong with you?" Mary was a little surprised.

"It's nothing," he said, turning and walking on, really pretending to be nonchalant.

Mary was stunned for a moment, and then hurried a few steps to catch up with him, "What happened to your wound?" She asked loudly.

Bader stopped in his tracks, and Mary put her hand on his shoulder, but his body trembled suddenly, and then he turned around and grabbed her hand again.

"Badr, is there nothing wrong with your wound?" She was already worried.

"I'm fine, Mary," he seemed a little impatient, hanging his head, holding her hand, shaking it constantly.

Mary suddenly laughed, "Badr, you really don't want me to ask any more questions? Don't you find that you are very different today from the past?"

"That's because you're always questioning me about the wedding date," Bader seemed a little aggrieved.

"We're talking about your scars," Mary said earnestly, "don't evade the conversation."

"My wound is really fine." Bader looked up at her, smiled suddenly, and pointed to his head, "There is something wrong here."

"Really?" Mary was very surprised, "What's the problem?"

"I dare not tell you," he smiled again, "Mary, you will hate me when you know."

"That's unlikely," Mary shook her head. "And, Badr, I think you want me to know."

"Yes," he let go of her hand, walked a few steps, leaned against a big tree, and sat down in the grass. Just as Mary was about to follow, he suddenly called out, "Mary, just stand There, don't move."

She stopped, only to hear him ask again, "Honey, can you answer me a question now?"

Mary nodded. She was a little nervous for no reason, so she didn't notice that his face was also slightly flushed.

"Well, Mary," he coughed dryly, "you know what we're going to do when we're married?"

Mary was stunned for a moment, and he stammered to explain again, "It's the things between husband and wife... Lingtang hasn't told you yet, right?"

Although Mary didn't understand why he brought this up, she still laughed, "Badr, have you ever thought that I used to be in school, and adult girls can still talk about this issue?"

Now it was his turn to startle. "Oh, Mary, I didn't know there was such a thing as going to school..."

"But, you don't know everything, do you?" He asked another ambiguous question.

"Oh, I'm not sure," Mary laughed, "but why are you asking? Could it have something to do with your scar?"

In fact, she just wanted to make a joke to make each other more relaxed, but Badr nodded in a serious manner, which surprised her a lot.

He was actually very calm, but what he said really made Mary dumbfounded. "Although you saw me before and after when I was in St. Mungo's, I don't dare to undress in front of you anymore. Of course you will be all right, but I'm afraid I can't bear it." Live, and I will make you my wife at once."

Mary froze for several minutes, watching him until he started to feel uncomfortable, dropped his head to fiddle with the grass at his feet, and muttered under his breath, "Mary, I said you would hate me..."

Mary was hesitant at first, and she was even a little afraid of his frankness, but since he said that, she laughed, "I don't hate you."

Badr sighed softly, "So, Mary, why do you think I am in a hurry to get married? I stay with you every day, and I feel more and more that I can't leave you. If I go on, I'm afraid my endurance will really be exhausted."

He said this pitifully, Mary thought it over carefully, and was sure that she had understood what he meant, and then said in a tone as relaxed as possible, "Badr, you are saying this to tell me that you are Wholeheartedly want to save everything for our wedding night?"

"Of course," when he said this, he bit his lower lip almost involuntarily, and then added, "However, Mary, I know you have always been considerate of me, so if I really do What, you must not begrudge your petrification curse or fainting curse, I should still have the most basic self-control."

"Then, Badr, do you need me to avoid you as much as possible?" Mary asked again, she had no more experience in getting along with husband and wife, so she could only choose to trust him.

"Should...no need." He also hesitated for a while before beckoning to her, "Mary, come and pull me up."

Mary walked over, and he just took her hand and stood up.The two stood face to face for a long time before Bader laughed, "Mary, maybe you want to say that I'm selfish, but now I'm much more relaxed."

"As for me, I don't think there is any more burden," Mary also smiled. "It seems that there is just one more thing that we both need to maintain together."

Badr froze for a moment, then lowered his head again, and carefully kissed her forehead.

The author has something to say: As you can see, I am mainly satisfied with the second half. After all, this article still holds the bottom line of the Regency era on the most important issue. Moreover, I think this way of getting along may be the most important thing. The highest state of love... well... there is no one.

Getting married tomorrow...why should I leave my troubles until the end of the month? ? ?