[HP] If youth has an ageless face

No matter what, on the surface they are always a mass of warmth, like a piece of ice with cracks, people who don't know it still look smooth, and only when they actually step on it will they be surprised by the dark water underneath.

"... I heard that this year's Defense Against the Dark Arts professor has been replaced by Quirrell. Do you know him?" Their children will all be new students this year, although Edwin La has made it clear to Blaise that she will not interfere His campus life, but she still can't help but want to have a good relationship with these wives, after all, their children may become friends in the future.

"He's from Ravenclaw House, isn't he?" another interjected. "I vaguely remember him being a little bit inarticulate, but knowledgeable."

"Can a poor speaker make a good professor?"

"After so many years, he may not be so eloquent." Mrs. Crabbe covered her lips and smiled, her eyes accidentally touched Mr. Nott who was not far away, and she immediately avoided his sight, "There are so many people here today. "

Her self-deprecating words may not have attracted the attention of others, but they cannot escape the ears of Theodore and Blaise.

Blaise pretended to be listening carefully to what Goyle said, but in fact he just didn't know how to face Theodore.After breaking through the affair between Mrs. Crabbe and Mr. Nott, he not only gave up the idea of ​​making friends with Theodore, but he didn't even want to deal with Crabbe.

But in this way, who else can he be friends with?While Blaise was not a pure-blood, he was equally ignorant of the Muggle world.If he is lucky enough to be sorted into Ravenclaw, that's all. Dealing with wizards of all kinds in Slytherin is undoubtedly a troublesome thing.

At this time, a beautifully dressed young girl passed by them.The few people who were chatting happily fell silent for a moment, and exchanged glances with each other ambiguously.

"Is there anything wrong with her?" asked Mrs. Crabbe curiously.

"Of course..." The speaker glanced at Edwina with an unnatural smile, "She is a good friend of Mr. Greengrass."

Edwin blinked, his smile unchanged: "Who is she?"

Seeing that she didn't seem to care, the lady immediately told all the gossip she knew out of the principle of fearing that the world would not be chaotic: "She seems to be an orphan without father and mother. She originally lived with her aunt, but she graduated My aunt died shortly thereafter. Then she got a job at the Leaky Cauldron, and somehow met Mr. Greengrass."

"So, apart from Sean, she has no relatives and no reason?"

"This should be."

There are subtle similarities between her life experience and Sylvia's.Maybe Sean is this kind of person, he not only has overflowing sympathy, but also never hesitates to show his sympathy.

"I hope she can figure it out." Edwina said calmly, "If you accidentally confuse the transaction with the friendship, maybe you will embarrass yourself in the end."

She meant no harm, but Mrs. Crabbe paled a little.The person who spoke just now was also a little embarrassed: "That's right. That's the reason." She seemed to want to change the subject, and picked up the jug beside her, "Do you want to add some more wine?"

"Okay." Mrs. Crabbe was absent-minded for a moment, then nodded, "Let's have a little more."

"I don't need it." Mrs. Parkinson declined, "I'm still ill, so I can't drink too much."

Edwin looked at her and suddenly thought of Lopez: "That...the previous case didn't affect your family, did it?"

The other party was stunned for a moment, and quickly reacted: "That's not true. It's just a pity for that fountain."

"I'm sorry." Edwina murmured, "I didn't expect it to be like this...I'm sorry." She suddenly reacted and hurriedly made amends, "I may be a little drunk, please forgive my nonsense language."

"It's nothing." Mrs. Parkinson's eyes fell not far behind her, and then retracted casually, "But if this is the case, it's better not to let Mr. Zabini hear it."

Edwina was slightly taken aback, knowing that Ethan must have been looking at them just now without turning his head.She smiled gratefully at Mrs. Parkinson, and was about to bring the subject up to the children when Mrs. Crabbe interrupted: "You're lucky. He never goes out to see other women."

At first Edwina wasn't sure who the words were addressed to, but Mrs. Parkinson quickly sneered. Although she didn't say a word, she obviously disdained her words.Edwina understood instantly, she lowered her eyes and took a sip of her wine, not wanting to get involved in the war between these two women.

"I'm different. I'm not as lucky as you."

"The husband you chose yourself, what are you talking about now?"

"What do you know--"

Her words were interrupted by the sound of broken porcelain.Edwina and Mrs. Parkinson followed the prestige at the same time, and someone over there had already called out the person's name: "Mrs. Greengrass, if you have something to say!"

Silvia?She obviously didn't show up at the banquet tonight!Edwin was taken aback, and Mrs. Parkinson frowned slightly, and then suggested, "Let's go and have a look."

By the time they arrived, Sylvia and the unnamed woman had been separated, and both were hanged: Sylvia was bleeding profusely from her forehead, while the woman had disheveled hair and disheveled clothes.There were a number of tiles scattered on the ground, many of which were stained with blood, which showed the brutality of the fight just now.

"Let me go!" Sylvia screamed disregarding her manners, "You, you..."

"Sylvia!" Edwin pushed away the interested people who were watching the excitement, and rushed forward to stop her, "You are crazy! Don't do anything here!"

"Edwina," Sylvia burst into tears as if seeing a savior, "Sean wants to divorce me."

"Hush!" Edwina interrupted her. This conflict was happening in full view, and no matter what, it couldn't be hidden.She knew that Xiao En and others would come over soon, so how to blame that woman was the most important thing, "Just pretend to be dizzy."

"Don't talk nonsense!" Sylvia's eyes were already red, "Get out of the way! Let me—"

"I'm helping you, you listen to me." Edwin pulls firmly in front of her and whispers quickly, "Even if you want to leave, you can't let her take advantage of it, understand?"

Sylvia was startled, and taking advantage of this time, Edwina secretly pushed her to the ground forcefully, and then screamed: "Sylvia! What's wrong with you?"

This may be the peak of her acting skills in her life.When Sean angrily broke through the crowd and came to them, what he saw was the embarrassment that Sylvia was "unconscious", Edwin was "crying bitterly", and his mistress was standing still. Scenes.

"What are you still standing there for?" Edwina cried, "Didn't you see that Sylvia was like this? You still haven't contacted St. Mungo?"

Before Sean could react, some spectators notified St. Mungo, while Edwina whimpered and began to charge his mistress with a charge before she could speak: "Wait Well, attempted murder will be sentenced to more than ten years in prison!"

All four were shocked for a while.

"You're talking nonsense!" The girl finally realized belatedly. Edwin did not intend to argue with her at all, so she raised her voice and said to Sean:

"You're messing around outside, bringing your mistress to social occasions, giving Sylvia a bad look at home - that's all. Do you know what she's trying to do? She was going to take this opportunity to piss off Sylvia Let her lose her composure, so as to further deepen her image of a 'shrew' in your heart. She didn't expect me to appear suddenly, probably because she was afraid that something might go wrong, so she simply threw that vase on Sylvia's head in a frenzy." Pointing at the ceramic tiles on the ground, she said nonsense, "This vase must weigh four or five pounds, don't make excuses for her and say that it was out of proportion because of anger."

Although she doesn't know the whole story, anyone can throw dirty water.In this case, it is better to act first, and then to suffer.

At this time, St. Mungo's people and the Aurors from the Ministry of Magic arrived one after another. Edwina watched them take away the crying girl, and she continued to ask Sean: "I want to go to St. Mungo, do you want to come with me?"

Sean glanced at the girl hesitantly: "I..."

"Don't be so anxious to get your lover." Edwina said loudly, "Don't worry, she will never escape in the Ministry of Magic—unless she has other benefactors who can save her."

Sean's face changed slightly amidst a few undisguised sneers, while the girl fell silent for an instant.

Edwin blinked his eyes: It can't be such a coincidence that you guessed right, right?