[HP] If youth has an ageless face

Edwin La's warning still ringing in his ears, thinking about the campus life a year later, Blaise suddenly felt infinite fear.

He hurriedly turned his head and looked around, trying to catch a few students of his class at the banquet.

"Brace," seeing him distracted, Daphne tugged on his sleeve unhappily, "We haven't finished the puzzle yet!"

"Do you want to come and paint with me?" Astoria sent out the invitation right away, and got Daphne's eyes because of it: "I'm talking to Blaise, Astoria!"

"Brace is not yours alone." Her sister shot back immediately.

Before the plastic twins got into another fight, Blaise put his hand between them: "Look, ladies, I'm neither Daphne's nor Astoria's nor yours. "

Astoria pouted, looking very aggrieved: "Brace, you..."

"You are all my friends, to be precise, I have always treated you as my biological sisters." Blaise's eyes locked on the group of boys not far away, "So please don't fight for me, I It will be very sad—forgive me now."

Before the sisters could stop him, Blaise dropped the puzzle and fled.

"Huh?" One of the boys turned around, "You're the guy who hangs out with the girls all the time."

The others all sneered, showing their hostility at a glance.Blaise realized right away that his mother probably hadn't lied to him about the dangers of school life.After thinking about it, he simply laughed "brazenly": "Yeah, they like me. What's your name?"

The guy named by him was stunned, and the boy who had spoken earlier gave him a disgusted look: "His name is Vincent, and this is Gregory."

Oh, it was Crabbe and Goyle.

Blaise looked away disappointed, they were still some distance away from his imaginary "friend".

"You don't ask who I am?" Seeing that he didn't continue speaking for a while, the boy asked slightly dissatisfied.

"Are you Draco? Malfoy." Blaise glanced at his pale blond hair with little interest. "Your family all look alike."

"What do you mean my whole family looks the same?" The corner of Draco's mouth twitched, and the smile disappeared instantly.Blaise blinked in surprise, he didn't expect the only son of the Malfoy family to be a balloon that would explode at the touch of a button:

"I praised you like your father, aren't you happy?"

Draco choked, thought for a while and thought it was a compliment, so he suddenly smiled: "You have seen all this? You have a good eye! What's your name?"

fool.Blaise cursed silently in his heart, and replied, "Brace Zabini."

He nervously waited for the other party's response, but Draco's face showed no change, instead he nodded in satisfaction: "So you're going into Slytherin?"

"Er...maybe. I mean, my dad's from Ravenclaw, maybe I'll go there."

"Ravenclaw is good too." Draco gave him an approving look, "but you have to be careful."

Blaise's heart suddenly rang out: "What?"

"Your mother is famous, isn't she?"

"Hmm." It's over, Blaise thought, it really wasn't that simple.

Draco moved closer, a smirk on his face.

"what are you doing?"

"You have to be careful." He suddenly made a grimace, "Other girls may line up to beg you to date them."

This is different from what Edwin La said!

Blaise was tongue-tied: "What, what do you mean?"

"You'll understand when you go home and look in the mirror at your own face." Seeing that he was still confused, Draco clicked his tongue and further explained, "Why don't you understand—why do those girls Always pestering you? Isn't it because you are good-looking!"

"But you should hang out with them less—"

"—Otherwise it would be too embarrassing."

Crabbe and Goyle sang together, and the implication is that what are you doing, a boy, playing with a bunch of boring little girls all the time?

But Blaise was still thinking about Draco's words: Am I good-looking?

Edwina was busy chatting with Sylvia, and when she was not paying attention, Blaise sneaked into an empty bathroom and carefully looked at his face in the mirror—because of the information brought by Edwina Brazilian descent, his complexion is not as white as others, it is a slightly lighter olive color.Add to that his slightly curly brown hair and striking blue eyes -- and in terms of his aesthetic, Brees thinks he could score a 7 or 8.He was undoubtedly a good-looking little guy, but Draco's words seemed to be pouring too much water.

Given Lucius' reputation abroad, Blaise has every reason to doubt the truth of Draco's words.

"What are you doing here?"

Blaise was taken aback, and then he found that the person in front of him seemed to be an acquaintance: "Uh...have we met somewhere?"

The strange boy nodded: "I was with Malfoy and the others just now."

Oh, it's him.Blaise belatedly recognized him as the guy who was talking to Draco and the others, but then sneaked away for some reason.

"What's your name?" he asked kindly.

"Theodore," the boy answered simply, "North."

"My name is Blaise, and we should be classmates at Hogwarts." While talking, Blaise walked towards the door, "Should we—"

Theodore moved like lightning and suddenly stopped in front of him: "You can't go out!"

"Why?" Blaise took a step back, startled again.

An unspeakable embarrassment flashed across Theodore's face. He opened his mouth, and when he was about to answer, there was a sudden noise outside——

"...There is no one here." Then there was a rustle and the sound of the door being locked.

"Slow down, slow down." The woman panted and urged, "Go to bed."

The man and woman fell down on the bed impatiently, and then the indescribable voice was clearly transmitted to the ears of the two boys through a thin door.

Blaise is certainly no fool, in fact, he's pretty precocious about it.Now he was completely stunned, shocked and embarrassed, and opposite, Theodore's ears were flushed, and he looked ashamed and angry.

"Are you alright?" Blaise whispered, and then suggested to himself, "We either sneak out now, or we stay here until they're done. But in case they need to use the bathroom afterwards, just—"

"They don't know how to use the bathroom." The boy's voice was tense, "If someone finds out, they will be finished."

"how do you know?"

"Because that is," Theodore seemed to hold his breath, "my father."

Blaise stayed where he was.

After saying this, Theodore seemed to feel a lot more relaxed, and simply broke the jar and said, "That woman is Mrs. Crabbe."

Vincent's mom!Blaise shuddered: "Then, what about them—?"

"It's just a love affair," said Theodore dryly. "They're not fucking with each other."

Blaise glanced at him cautiously: "Then your mother..."

"I don't have a mother."

He immediately had nothing to say.

"You don't seem to know much about these things." Theodore looked at him. "It's strange...you have such a mother, but you are so innocent and terrible."

"She never said that to me." When it came to Edwin La, Blaise's tone also became stiff, "I don't care about this kind of thing."

Theodore made no objection.The atmosphere became more and more awkward in the silence, but fortunately the couple outside also calmed down after a while.As Theodore said, it was probably because they were afraid that people would find out that they didn't hang out for too long.After whispering for a while, they each dressed and tidied up, and then left the bedroom one after the other.

Blaise, who broke the scandal in other people's homes, just wanted to escape quickly: "Then I will go back too. My mother may be looking for me."

"Your mother is better than my father." Theodore suddenly said, "I would rather he changed his wife every year than this."

Blaise was taken aback for a moment, wondering whether he should agree with Theodore's words.Presumably he must have mixed feelings when he and Crabbe face to face, right?And how much did Crabbe know about his mother?But then again, Blaise didn't think Mr. Edwin Rabinot was any better.

"I'll go first." Blaise whispered, "Don't worry, I won't tell anyone."