[HP] If youth has an ageless face

By the time Blaise received the emergency report and rushed to St. Mungo's, Edwin La had been sent to the isolation ward.He stood in the corridor at a loss, trembling all over his body. For the first time in his life, he felt such overwhelming fear.

People coming and going saw the 11-year-old boy. They looked at him with sympathetic eyes and whispered about his miserable situation.

"Poor kid." They looked at him pityingly, "Maybe he's about to become an orphan."

orphan……

Blaise was trembling, he stood outside the door and stared helplessly through the glass at the unconscious Edwinla inside.Knowing that there was nothing he could do, he still hoped to impress her with his eyes. Blaise hoped so much that she would be safe, even if she turned around and found a new husband in the next second, he would have no objection.

"Brace!" Sylvia, who also received the notification, rushed over and hugged him, "It's okay, it will be fine."

"Aunt Sylvia." Blaise choked up, almost crying on the spot, "She won't, won't..."

Edwin La fainted before she could sign Ethan's death notice. St. Mungo's therapists had confirmed that she was infected with the same disease. keep her out of danger.

"No!" Sylvia held his shoulders tightly and patted his back. "The potion to treat this disease has been researched."

Blaise was taken aback, thinking he had misheard: "What?"

"It was only announced by the Egyptian Ministry of Magic more than ten minutes ago." Sylvia smiled sympathetically and her eyes were red. "It's being sent over urgently. Don't worry, she'll be fine... it's just a step late."

He was completely stunned.

Is this a play of fate?Less than two hours after Ethan died, the potion that could cure the disease was declared effective.Blaise suddenly felt that Merlin was really full of malice. He didn't give Ethan any room to breathe, but he generously helped Edwin La.

"Good boy." Sylvia was still comforting, "I was also taken aback when I first heard the news. Fortunately, the potion will be delivered soon..."

"Where is he?"

Sylvia was taken aback for a moment, and quickly returned to her senses: "Don't ask, Blaise."

St. Mungo didn't even have time to carry out the routine rescue of Ethan. The god of death came too fast. From the moment he coughed up blood, Ethan's life had entered a countdown and quickly returned to zero.

"I need to know." Blaise straightened his back. Although he was only 11 years old and not as tall as Sylvia, at this moment she felt strangely that he was already a person who could take care of himself. "Now my mother is unconscious. , I have to take care of the housework for her until she recovers."

"Brace—"

"At least," he refused to listen to Sylvia's advice, "can I clean up his belongings?"

In the end, Blaise did nothing.An 11-year-old child, no matter how mature he is, cannot properly handle the affairs of his stepfather alone.What's more, Ethan's death notice still needs Edwin's signature. Before she wakes up and signs, no one can interfere with Ethan's affairs—including his estate and his funeral.

But Blaise did get a chance to make his mark.

"Why did he leave suddenly?" The scream from the stairs made Sylvia and Blaise look sideways at the same time, "It must be the woman who killed her! She has killed several times, and Ethan's death is definitely related to that. She can't get away with-"

Blaise stood up abruptly, and Sylvia immediately grabbed his sleeve for fear of his impulsiveness.But Blaise shook his head at her: "You are not good at talking about this, Aunt Sylvia."

"Do you know who they are?"

Blaise twitched the corner of his mouth, with a contemptuous expression: "That cousin of his."

The same one who managed to drive Edwina out of the Zabini estate years ago.Although it's been a long time since I saw her, Sylvia still remembers her deeds vividly. She couldn't help but sneer: "You are still a child, there are some things that are inconvenient for you to say, but I can say them for you."

This time he didn't refuse her kindness, Blaise nodded: "Let's see how she will make trouble."

In a few seconds, the distant cousin of Zabini's family broke through the barriers and led her son and several other relatives or helpers all the way to the outside of Edwina's ward.She obviously knew that Blaise was here in advance, but she didn't look sideways. When Blaise and Sylvia were not there, she turned to ask the therapist on the side: "Where is my poor nephew?"

"What's none of your business?" Sylvia couldn't hold back her anger.The other party glanced at her: "This is a private matter of the Zabini family, and what does it have to do with you, Mrs. Greengrass?"

"She is here to accompany me." Blaise stepped between Sylvia and the cousin, "You have no right to intervene in my family affairs, and what happens after his death will be left to her after my mother wakes up." Cuisine."

"Her?" The man glanced at him disdainfully, "This broom star..."

Sylvia raised her eyebrows: "Can you tell me again?"

"...and the wild species she gave birth to."

"You're looking for death!" Sylvia screamed, and was about to draw her wand——

"Please take her out." Blaise suddenly grabbed her sleeve, and raised his voice to the St. Mungo's people beside him, "According to St. Mungo's rules and regulations, their behavior has interfered with the order of the hospital and is not It's causing distress to other patients and their families. If you don't stop them, I'll ask the Ministry of Magic to intervene."

Sylvia was taken aback for a moment, not only her, but also the menacing people.

Blaise met the gaze of the perpetrator calmly: "Spreading rumors and spitting is useless to me, please go back."

"Your wings are stiff, aren't you?" the other party scolded angrily, "You'd better be careful, if not—" before she finished speaking, she was forcibly pulled away by St. Mungo's men.

This is the end of a farce.

"Good job, young man. Better than me." Sylvia was surprised but couldn't bear it.If it weren't for the complicated growth environment, how could an 11-year-old child be so mature?

"Aunt Sylvia," Blaise's aura was gone at the moment, he sat back on the chair listlessly, "you know why I don't like her getting married so many times, don't you?"

"Ignore them."

"The most unacceptable thing I can say is that I am actually Ethan's child." Blaise said to himself, "A pair of brothers and a woman... This is the best template for rumors."

What is love?nothing.

Blaise was curled up in a chair and fell asleep in a daze, but someone interrupted his lucid dream.

"I'm sorry." Blaise rubbed his eyes, yawned and got up, standing alone in front of him, leaning over to look at him, "Are you Blaise Zabini?"

"Yes, I am." Blaise reacted after finishing speaking, and immediately glanced at the other party vigilantly, "Who are you?"

He smiled slightly: "I'm here to visit your mother."

The visitor held a bunch of roses in his hand, Blaise's eyelids twitched, and he immediately guessed his identity.Without even thinking about it, he refused: "No, she still needs to rest now."

"I know, but maybe she would like to chat with me? By the way, my name is Antonio Stoyanlov."

"Oh." His purpose was obvious, and Blaise was very unhappy about this, although the attitude of the man was still good.

"Nice to meet you." The other party continued to strike up a conversation with him brazenly, "I am the new ambassador of Bulgaria to the UK."

Blaise slowly raised his eyes and glanced at him: "What does this have to do with me?"

"Because," Antonio said firmly, "I will be your next stepfather."

"How do you talk!" Blaise was stunned and a little angry, "I don't know you at all!"

"Don't get angry, Blaise. Don't you know me now?" Antonio still looked at him kindly, while conjuring a box out of his robe pocket, "Look, I even included an engagement ring Brought it."