I'm really a witch

Circe was frightened, and she was about to take a look at the people next to her.She had never been so nervous the first time she brewed a potion!

She wasn't worried about small problems like the failure of the illusion, Circe was still very confident in her spells.But she's worried about this group of materials with weird archetypes!Not being able to see the truth doesn't mean you can't find it out. Every time Darcy's hand touches those "green leaves", Circe trembles.

"Don't worry, if you just cut it into small pieces, I can still do it." Darcy mistakenly thought that her worry was about his knife skills, and couldn't help but make her feel relieved.

No, I'm not worried about that kind of thing.Circe burst into tears.I beg you to touch less.

Darcy was completely unaware of Circe's heavy heart. He took the initiative to provoke the topic, trying to ease the atmosphere: "Speaking of which, the plants you brought seem to be varieties that you have never seen before." Circe's heart tightened, feeling One of my own hearts mentioned the mouth of my throat.

Darcy continued to say: "I don't know if I have the honor, please introduce it to me?" He specifically pointed to a small pile of which he had already cut up, "For example, I have never seen such a pile. A variety with such smooth branches and leaves."

Circe felt like she was suffocating.She stared at the pile specially pointed out by Darcy, and her heart was no different from the scene of a flash flood or a mudslide.Why should I share the snake grass with him!Am I stupid!Circe wanted to slap herself on the forehead just like a few minutes ago.

Snake grass, as the name suggests, is a grass that grows like a snake.In fact, there is nothing wrong with its appearance. After all, this kind of long grass is not without it, but it is more enchanting and twisted, it's nothing.But it's a big problem that it also feels like a snake, smooth and cold to the touch.

When Circe selected, she only remembered to look for the relatively normal original shape, but ignored the little fairy of hand feeling.

So how would you like me to introduce you?Circe felt about to be crushed under the weight of despair.

"Actually, there's nothing special about it. I gave them a special treatment." Circe forced herself to make up, "How can there be such a smooth plant, right, haha." She laughed dryly, trying to get rid of it Put on a serious face.

Darcy was a little puzzled. The behavior of the girl in front of him seemed a little strange, but he just thought it was Circe who didn't want to talk about it.It may be a secret recipe, and it is understandable not to elaborate.After persuading himself in this way, Darcy nodded obediently, and no longer entangled in this topic.

Did you cheat?It must have been cheated.Circe looked warily at the man's expression.It looks quite calm, does it mean you believe it?it should be no problem.I didn't continue to ask, so I must have believed it!

Circe nodded, a little relieved, but couldn't help being a little proud.Now she can fool people with words, and she managed to fool Mr. Darcy, who is very shrewd in appearance!Sure enough, he is very smart.Ah, I couldn't help but feel complacent.

Finding that the little girl's mood suddenly improved, Darcy glanced at her in confusion. Do girls' moods change so quickly?But as expected, she still looks the cutest when she is happy.Pursing his lips, Darcy couldn't help but look at the little girl's soft side face a few more times.

Circe's worst worries were lightly exposed, and her heart was put back in her stomach.The movement becomes smoother when handling materials, the incision is smooth, and the size is similar, just looking at it like this is really pleasing to the eye.Without knowing the original form.

Darcy praised without hesitation: "You are really ingenious. Looking at this knife skill, you should be very good at cooking, right?"

Georgiana suddenly listed several precautions for him to remember last night, one of which was to spare no effort to praise.He's not a good complimenter himself, you can't expect a guy who has been single for so many years to suddenly learn how to compliment girls with a smooth tongue.Darcy originally thought that this should be quite difficult, and he even prepared a few words in advance, for fear that he would not be able to find the right words when he arrived at the scene.As a result, facing Circe, he suddenly discovered that these words did not need to be prepared at all.It's as natural as breathing and drinking water. For the girl he likes, he can't wait to put all the beautiful words on her.

Circe was dumbfounded by his praise, and was at a loss for a moment. She blinked obediently, trying to hide the confusion in her eyes: "Practice makes perfect, it's not as good as you said." She couldn't help but blush when she received straightforward compliments from others.For a while Elizabeth used to tease her with this, just to see how flushed she was.

And cooking skills, it was rumored everywhere in the town that the youngest daughter of the Lucas family was extremely poor at cooking.Just try her herbal remedies, and while they work well, they are hard to swallow.No one expected her cooking skills at all.Circe thought sadly, the potion is so bad, what can she do.

Darcy was struck by the little girl's shy expression.The blush on her fair little face was particularly obvious, and there seemed to be a faint glimmer of water in her eyes in a trance, shyly dodging random glances, making people want to rub her little face hard, and then mess up her soft hair , the expression must be cuter.Darcy felt his throat dry, and he shouted in his heart to look away quickly, it was really rude to stare at a lady for so long.But some kind of strange impulse made him seem to be frozen in place, like a kid who didn't know the importance.

There was probably something about Circe that wasn't like the average girl.It's fine to say she's a bigot, or it's fine to put her in the wrong place if she refuses to admit defeat.In short, she was not shy after being stared at like this, and turned her face up to look back, as if she wanted to study what the other party was looking at.

As soon as she raised her face, it was Darcy's turn to turn his head in a panic, and he took a step back to try to calm down.The angle just now was too perfect, he just felt that if he looked at it a few more times, he would not be able to suppress the eagerness in his heart.

Circe somehow felt like he had won.

Afterwards, the two of them reached a tacit understanding and neither spoke again.Darcy stood aside, quietly helping Circe carry out the biggest pot in the kitchen.Then she quietly watched Circe boil a large pot of water, and took the time to throw the pile of "green leaves" into the pot one after another, stirring the pot clockwise and counterclockwise with a long-handled spoon.In the end, he watched helplessly as the pot of clear water turned a strange dark green color and was still bubbling.

When he was in Netherfield before, he only saw the finished product served to Jane, but not the process. At this moment, he suddenly understood to his heart that Circe dodged when she was praised for her cooking skills.

If this thing is poured on the iris, won't it directly poison it to death?Darcy couldn't help feeling a little worried.

Circe didn't pay attention to his eyes, and turned off the fire carefully, avoiding the residue.The remaining liquid became a little clearer without those things. Although it was still a strange dark green color, it looked a lot more comfortable.Circe took out a small bottle and filled it, washed the pot, and followed Darcy back to Georgiana's room contentedly.

Although the input of magic power under Darcy's nose is not as blatantly as in the basement at home, and the links are somewhat omitted, but the final product looks good, and it is more than enough to let the little iris grow through its maturity.

"You are back!" Before Darcy knocked, Georgiana opened the door from the inside, "I heard your footsteps." She said with a smile, and let them in sideways.

Georgiana saw the small bottle in Circe's hand sharply, and her eyes lit up: "Is this just..." She immediately noticed the color that could not be ignored, and hesitated to stop her mouth.

"Yeah, so don't worry about it." Circe nodded, noticing that the room seemed suddenly quiet.

"What's the matter?" Circe looked sideways and noticed Georgiana's complicated expression. She thought she was still worried, so she seriously assured her, "Don't worry, the little guy will get better soon."

The little girl felt that it would be a bit hurtful to speak out what was worrying in her heart, so she followed Circe worriedly, watching her go to the iris and pull off the bottle cap.

Without hesitation, Circe poured the liquid from the bottle into the potting soil.Georgiana watched her movements and could not help holding her breath.

Since it is a potion that is purely used to replenish magic power, Iris absorbs it like rain after a long drought.

Circe watched it vigilantly, always paying attention to any changes in it, for fear that its sudden movement would catch her off guard.Circe wanted to throw an illusion, but the two people in the room were all looking here, and she couldn't hide her hands in her bag like before when she was taking materials, to cover up the shimmer and gestures of her fingertips releasing magic.The scene was once very passive.

She had thought it all over, if there was not much movement, then she would make it up as soon as she could.If she can't make it up because of the big noise, then she is ready to start with the memories of the two of them.Circe pinched the soft flesh in her palm, her eyes seemed calm, but she was a little guilty when she looked closely.

Even though the dark green liquid was poured on it, the soil didn't seem to change color at all, as if the scene where the small bottle was poured was an illusion.

But Georgiana knew otherwise.She wasn't sure if there was something wrong with her eyes, she rubbed her eyes and looked again, her iris really straightened up slowly.But even if it is a very slow movement, isn't the corresponding time spent for such a change in magnitude too short?

Iris was quite aggrieved, it finally ate its fill, was full of energy and was about to stretch out, but felt the request for restraint from the aura that it liked, and it was already restraining itself quite hard!

Circe didn't think Iris changed so quickly, she was even satisfied with the little guy's cooperation, after all, she was used to being rubbed and kissed by all kinds of plants, and even twisted and danced on the spot, this action really didn't count big.

Georgiana didn't think so. Her admiration for Circe was almost overflowing from her eyes. She held Circe's hand and stuttered: "You, you are too powerful! It's like magic! "Is this a miracle?It's a miracle!

You must let your brother marry someone back home!The little girl thought firmly.

Circe looked at her eager eyes and felt a chill down his back.Wait, did she reveal her secrets?