[HP] If youth has an ageless face

On the second day after Edwin came home, he was woken up by a loud noise from downstairs.

"Ulea!" She stared dumbfounded at the messy situation in the hall, "Are you planning to sell the house?"

"No, I'm doing housecleaning." Uriah gasped and gave up fighting with the wine cabinet, "I should learn more housekeeping spells... Anyway, I'm going to start closed training at the end of August. I I think—" He waved his hand sharply to show Edwin to see how messy the living room was, "before then, maybe we should clean up the house... It's a formal farewell to the past." Meet Edwin With Wen La's suspicious gaze, Uriah grinned, "Okay, my little sister, our life is on the right track, isn't it?"

Edwin shook his head: "Let me help you."

"If you don't mind, please tidy up the second floor." Ulea said vaguely, "Just pack up the things that need to be thrown and bring them downstairs."

Old robes, old books, broken potion bottles... It turned out that Constance left so many trivial but meaningless things.

Edwina stuffed everything into the suitcase that Constance used to use. Although there seemed to be a lot of things, all the memories of Constance in the Davis family were accumulated, but there was only one suitcase. .Edwina sighed involuntarily, and lifted the dusty coverlet on Constance's bed—

cough!

After she frowned and waved away the dust in front of her, she found that there was an intact diary under the pillow that once belonged to Constance: a clean dark blue cover, typical Constance style.

Did she leave it on purpose?The first thought that flashed through Edwin's mind was actually this.On the night she ran away from home, Constance didn't even forget to take her favorite necklace, but left behind such an important diary?

She reached for it, blew the dust off the cover, and opened the first page.

Nothing.

The second page is also blank.

The third page is still.

This is a blank diary.At least it seems so.Maybe Constance used invisible ink or some other spell to cover up the contents of the diary.Edwin Ra wanted to call Uriah, but stopped when he reached the point of his mouth.Is it necessary for her to bother Uriah with this matter—if their lives are already on the right track.

"Here's what I packed up."

"Put it over there, I'll clean them up later," Ulea said.

"I found this, maybe you want to read it." Edwin pulled the diary to Ulea, "She left it."

Ulea glanced at it, but he didn't answer it, and his eyes didn't make any waves: "Throw it into the stove, Edwina, it's meaningless." As if seeing Edwina's hesitation, Ulea smiled, and added, "There's nothing we want to see on it except for her girlish thoughts. Edwina, her running away from home was just a hot-headed elopement." That's all."

"What if," Edwinra asked, "I mean if. What would you do if Constance came back to us?"

"I'll ask her to leave." Uriah replied almost grimly. "After all, she abandoned us first, didn't she?" He took the diary, threw it straight into the stove, and turned around as if nothing had happened. Turn around, "Come on, let's go to Diagon Alley."

Diagon Alley was so lively on this day, it seemed that everyone was free.

"They're all going to Lihen Bookstore." Uriah sharply saw a banner hanging outside the door of Lihen Bookstore, "This seems to be a signing by a guy named Gilderoy Lockhart Yes, have you heard of this man?"

"Ah!" Edwin la suddenly remembered the advertisement he saw before, "Yes, I remember! Today is his new book launch event! What is the name of that book... It seems to be related to female ghosts, This man, Lockhart, was an adventurer, and he wrote a series of books, and this is the first."

"Do you want to see it?"

Edwina shrugged: "It's okay to join in the fun."

Lihen Bookstore was overcrowded, even the escalator leading to the second floor was full of people.The Davis brothers and sisters arrived late and had to stand in the back row.Edwina realized that most of the people in the bookstore were women—everything from her age to mothers.

"I don't know."

"I don't understand either. What's so strange about that guy named Lockhart?"

Uriah complained too loudly, and they received several unfriendly looks from Lockhart's fans.

"Ah! He's finally here!" Thanks to someone in the front row screaming, Edwina was able to notice the person walking to the desk in time.She was a little surprised to find that Lockhart was actually very young—probably in his 20s, and looked older than Uriah—he was wearing a dark green robe and top hat of the same color, and he liked to show his mouth when he smiled. Shiny white teeth.

The crowd was agitated, everyone trying to be the first to get their books signed by Lockhart.A few witches were even about to start pushing and shoving.

"It's a pity that I didn't buy his book." Edwina couldn't help laughing loudly, "Otherwise I can go up and ask for his autograph."

Lockhart seemed to hear her, for he looked up at her twice, then stood up and waved: "Ladies, ladies, please step aside—let the young lady come forward."

Edwin was taken aback.

"You've won the lottery!" Uriah gloated and pushed her forward, and before Edwina could react, Lockhart grabbed him and forcibly turned around to face the crowd below.

"So, young lady, did you come to my autograph meeting specially?"

"Uh..." Edwin hesitated for a moment, and she saw Uriah sniggering.And Lockhart didn't wait for her answer at all:

"Ladies - this beautiful lady came here this morning to see me in person, even though she couldn't even afford a new book. Of course, she got more than just my autographed copy of "With the Ghost" The Rupture, and myself—just kidding!—I mean, the chance to have afternoon tea with me.”

Uriah was laughing like crazy, while Lockhart's fans applauded and hissed enviously.It was only after Edwina had a copy of "After the Break with the Female Ghost" in her hand that Lockhart pulled her to the side of the podium.He dug out a flamboyant peacock quill from nowhere, and posed:

"Okay, little angel, tell me your name."

"Edwin La, Edwin La Davis."

"Davis?" Lockhart was stunned, and quickly scribbled a series of cursive characters. Before Edwina could recognize the words on it, Lockhart stuffed the book into her pocket. "Nice to meet you, Edwina - next!"