[HP] If youth has an ageless face

In the early morning of the next day, when Blaise led the people from the Ministry of Magic into Edwin's bedroom, they were sitting opposite each other, sharing a pot of scented tea.

Seeing the Auror approaching, Christian looked very calm.He didn't even forget to say hello to them politely, and held out his hands as the Aurors handcuffed him.

"I'm leaving." The parting words he left to Edwina were also plain, and her response was just a smile.Bryce sensed something else from this smile.

In the morning, in the bedroom, scented tea, a pair of old friends, saying goodbye like a tacit understanding.

Blaise watched them go away, and when he looked back at Edwin La, all doubts and unhappiness disappeared.After the initial moment of rage, a nameless melancholy swept over his body.He had never appreciated Edwina's life, but now he vaguely understood her choices.

"Now I can tell you the ins and outs of the matter." Edwin pulled a relaxed look. The person who slept with her the night before was taken away by the Auror didn't seem to have any effect on her, "This matter is true. Long, if we have to go back to the source, we probably have to start with the year when the Davis family went bankrupt."

Blaise had already collected fragmented information from various sources, and used them to piece together Edwina's life.He wasn't surprised by what she told him, but it was the first time he'd heard it from her perspective.

"This is the part you need to know. You don't need to care about the rest of the content, and there is nothing wrong with leaving them blank." Edwina concluded with a calm statement. Blaise listened silently, not knowing how to evaluate, "Do you think being beautiful is a good thing?" She took a few steps closer, forcing Blaise to look up into her eyes, "It has nothing to do with my character, origin, or choice, my face is my original sin It is the reason why my biological parents abandoned me; it is the culprit of your father's murder; it is the beginning of a series of heinous conspiracies; legend, but do you find it beautiful? In my opinion, it is ugly!"

Blaise was speechless.

"Be kind to those girls who are eager to win your favor." She suppressed the stern look that had burst out just now, and raised her hand to gently stroke his similar outline to hers, "Your appearance should not be a sharp weapon to hurt people, don't Repeat the same mistakes."

When the secretary informed her that there was a visitor, Meyer finally couldn't hold back the evil fire in his heart, and swept the documents on the table to the ground.However, she had no choice, and under the trembling gaze of the secretary, she walked out on a messy floor.When she inadvertently saw a piece of divorce agreement falling under her feet, Meyer finally sneered and raised her foot to crush it hard.

"What do you want?" She straight-forwardly asked the woman who was standing in the reception room with her back facing her, leisurely looking at the street scene in Paris.Hearing this, Edwin pulled back his eyes and smiled:

"I want you to appear in court as a witness." Not giving Meyer any chance to refuse, she conjured up a piece of parchment, which was a copy of the divorce agreement, "Otherwise I will also send you to court— Or you can hand this piece of paper to the Ministry of Magic of France and Bulgaria, they will not let you go, a couple who colluded with government and businessmen and made money across the country—by the way, hand over Kayla and her daughter to me too .Forced prostitution/prostitution, especially of minors, is also a felony."

"Did he tell you?" Every word in her words made Meyer horrified and angry, but Edwin didn't answer:

"You don't have to ask."

"I will deliver the mother and daughter to you within three days." Due to the situation, she could only swallow her anger, "In exchange, you must swear that you will destroy all the materials on hand."

"I don't have much material." Edwina generously gave her the divorce agreement, "Antonio was arrested in his office, and the Auror Command sealed up that room that night. You'd better pray for a trial If everything goes well, otherwise they may not go to check his things."

Meyer's face gradually turned from pale to blue, and her fingers tightened involuntarily, crumpling and crushing the fragile parchment.

A few days later, Blaise boarded the train to Hogwarts alone.Edwina didn't come to see her off, for a simple reason: Antonio Stoyanlov's murder of Darren Zabini had already been published and caused an uproar, and her presence in the public eye at this time would only increase the conversation.

Fortunately, Brace's usual image seemed so mysterious and unfathomable to others that they dared not discuss the case rashly in his presence.This relieved him a lot of burden.Blaise walked into the box, exchanged a few simple greetings, picked up the newspaper on the table and flipped through it.

After reading the relevant reports, his heart was somewhat heavy, and thinking of Edwin La's words, he simply closed the newspaper and sighed heavily.Pansy, who was staring at the scenery outside the window, turned her head to look at him, then turned her head back and continued to be in a daze.

At this moment, there were only the two of them in the carriage. For some reason, Blaise asked in a mysterious way: "Now can you tell your story?"

"What story?" Pansy had apparently forgotten the conversation they had in the cemetery many years ago.

"Why do you cry when you hear from home?" Blaise repeated his old question before adding, "Aren't you having a good time?"

Pan Xi was taken aback, and habitually raised her hand to pin the broken hair behind her ear.She cut her long hair over the summer and told everyone the "happy news" she left home.

"You want to hear it?" she asked.

Blaise nodded.

"why?"

"Because you are like me," he said, "I want to know what keeps you from going home."

Pan Xi was taken aback for a moment, then smiled: "Okay, then I'll tell you."