[HP] If youth has an ageless face

It was during the summer vacation that Blaise was shocked to hear about the changes at home——

"Aunt Sylvia," when he got off the Hogwarts Express and found that the person who came to pick him up was not Edwin La but Sylvia, he finally felt that something was wrong, "Why are you here?" pick me up?"

Although Daphne wanted to ask for details curiously, her father pulled her out of the platform irresistibly.Sylvia and Blaise also walked out slowly with the flow of people, she remained silent until they left King's Cross Station, she stopped in a secluded corner: "Brace, don't have a cold war with your mother when you come back this time Yes. You might think she’s doing something wrong, but it’s not easy for her.”

"What happened?" Blaise raised his voice slightly, then thought again, "Did he—"

Sylvia nodded, and his heart sank suddenly. Before he could ask, she took the initiative to explain the situation: "His days are numbered."

All is well at Christmas!Braston was stunned for a moment: "What's going on?"

"I'll take you home first." Sylvia avoided talking, "After all, this is a family matter, so let Edwin explain it to you."

Blaise has complicated feelings for Ethan.On the one hand, before he and Edwin La got married, he once played the role of an elder very well. Not to mention the emotional comfort, Blaise liked the gifts he gave.But on the other hand, he married his widowed sister-in-law, and insisted on doing so knowing that doing so would bring pressure to many people... This incident challenged Blaise's bottom line in various senses, But now, he received a notice that Ethan was going to die soon.

Blaise returned to Zabini Manor in a daze.Sylvia didn't stay long, she helped him arrange his luggage and left.He walked around the huge mansion alone, and although he was neither born nor raised here, it was still a place that deeply attached to him.

Now, however, something seems to have quietly changed.

I don't know how long he was alone in a daze.Finally, there was some movement downstairs.Blaise jumped up and almost rushed downstairs.

Edwina was walking in through the hall, and when she saw him, she nodded: "You're back."

"Where did you come from?" Blaise asked. "Saint Mungo?"

He didn't notice the urgency in his tone, and Edwina didn't seem to notice either. She turned and walked into the living room, and Blaise followed.

"His situation is not good." As if he had seen through his thoughts, Edwinra said proactively.Blaise has always been unable to distinguish her emotions, and he himself is also emotional at this time:

"How did he get sick all of a sudden?"

"The disease was caught in Egypt, and it can't be cured. It's not easy after half a year."

"You kept him at St. Mungo's? Is he still sober?"

"Coma. The therapist doesn't allow me to enter the ward. This is an infectious disease after all."

"Then where else are you going to do?"

Edwina slowly shifted his gaze to his face: "What good does it do me if he dies?"

Let him live to divorce you?That's right, you already have a next home.The suitor sent an endless stream of roses, from winter to summer. Is it because he is infatuated, or have you already secretly communicated the song?Blaise sensibly followed Sylvia's words, and chose to bury all these thoughts in his heart, so as not to further stiffen their relationship——

"What are you thinking?" Edwina asked suddenly, she stared at him, "You seem to have something on your mind?"

"No." Blaise denied it, and he looked away guiltily, feeling a little ashamed of his dark thoughts just now, "I'm fine."

No wonder he has these thoughts. Since witnessing the affair between Mrs. Crabbe and Mr. Nott, Brace's already unhealthy three views have been devastated.After he entered Hogwarts, he listened to his classmates gossip about various gossips at leisure. Only Merlin knew how popular those gossips would be if they were written into a book.

"Anyway," Blaise changed the subject, "Is there anything...to prepare?"

"No." Edwin pulled slightly in a daze, "You just need to take care of yourself."

"The Ministry of Magic has sent you the Portkey you applied for." The butler knocked on the door and handed Keira a cardboard box with a postmark.

"Thank you, let's put it on the table." Keira was standing by the fireplace, throwing the letters in her hands into the fire one by one.The warm light of the fire shone on her face, but it couldn't melt her rock-like expression.

"It's getting late." The housekeeper's eyes fell on the things in her hands, "Please go to bed early."

"Don't worry about it." Keira sneered, turned around and waved the letter in her hand, "I just want to destroy some personal emails that I don't intend to take away, isn't that too much?"

The butler bowed deeply and left the room.Kayla was the only one left in the empty lounge again, and she picked up the last letter, which was as old as the others, the only difference being that there was no family crest or logo printed on the parchment .

Keira's eyes fell on the letter that had obviously been opened and read, the corners of her mouth curled up indifferently, and she threw it into the fireplace, letting the flames lick all these old letters into ashes.

After doing all this, she picked up the cardboard box on the table and left the room without noticing a pair of eyes hidden behind the curtain.

After the sound of Keira's footsteps faded away, the curtain moved, and her eldest son crept closer to the fireplace without a sound.The remaining papers were still slowly burning. He stared at them for a while, hesitated a little, and then finally made up his mind and reached out to pick up the relatively intact topmost one regardless of the heat.

The boy hissed from being scalded. He waved his sleeves to put out the fire on the parchment, and then carefully held the parchment that was riddled with holes and approached the window sill, barely making out the writing on it by the starlight——

Uriah...Ed...Bluebeard...Time is running out...Sylvia...

The author has something to say:

This letter was written by Edwin La to Sylvia to ask for help after seeing Chatillon's identity, and it was also the last time she wrote to him.

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Why did Ethan write this chapter so long? ? ?