Ведьма и ее питомцы

I can't stand wizards! If they don't break, they will destroy; if they don't kill, they will put to rest. Their obsessive desire to exterminate the undead drives me crazy. Where is the tolerance? Where, after all, is the respect for the living and inanimate nature?
This is why I, Mathilda, daughter of Bastinda, moved from the city to the wilderness. To focus on my favorite hobby – breeding rare magical creatures. I decided, so to speak, to organize a nature reserve. And what happened? A wizard appeared! Impertinent and absolutely convinced that I needed... saving. And he began trying his best to do good. Now the question is: what to do with him? Enchant him? Curse him? Or maybe, love spell him?