[HP] If youth has an ageless face

On Christmas Eve, the family reunites at the Zabini estate.After drinking a few cups of tea, Blaise suddenly blindfolded her eyes mysteriously: "I have a guest, you will be very happy to meet him."

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Edwin pulled his mind back and quickly laughed: "I already guessed it—Jacob, didn't you?"

Amid Blaise's lost boos, a hearty voice came from the door: "You are still so sharp, Mrs. Zabini."

Edwin pulled Blaise's hand away, and took a closer look: Jacob has also changed a lot. He is not as thin as before, but has grown stronger, and his whole person has become brighter.

"Why are you here?" She asked with a smile, Jacob bent over and touched her cheek:

"I'm in the broom business now, and this time I just stopped in the UK. Blaise invited me to celebrate the festival and said you were there, so I rushed over as soon as I heard it." He asked very eagerly, "Have you been here recently?" How are you?"

"Very good. Enjoy your old age in peace." Edwin asked back, "How about your family?"

"It's all good!" Jacob grinned, "My twin boys will be ready to go to school in two years." He reported one by one, "My sister is also much better than before. She went back to Canada and recuperated for a while. It's time to go back to school, and I talked about a boyfriend in school. The two have been dating until now, and they are probably going to get married soon. My father..." He scratched his head and said embarrassedly, "Married again .”

"Married?" Edwin was a little surprised, "With whom?"

"Four years ago," Jacob explained, "my stepmother was about the same age as him, and was his main therapist in the later period. The two seemed to have a good relationship, although it was not the vigorous kind, but it was always very comfortable. My dad's temper has also improved a lot, and my stepmother has been very polite to me and my sister."

"It's good to be at ease, but being ordinary is a blessing." Hearing the news of Uriah's remarriage, Edwina breathed a sigh of relief.Maybe he hasn't completely let go of the past, but at least he is slowly coming out.She took another sip from her teacup, feeling a little disappointed.The years I spent with the Davis family seemed like yesterday, but in the blink of an eye, most of my life has passed away.

"I've always wanted to see you." Jacob didn't notice her distraction, "I haven't officially thanked you for what happened back then."

"No need. Strictly speaking, I should thank you too." Edwin pulled his hand to signal him to sit down, and poured him tea himself, "Fortunately, you discovered the clue at that time, Jacob. If it wasn't for you... …I don't know what I'm going to be like now."

Jacob smiled shyly, "You must not say that." He thought for a while, and then added in a low voice, "Actually, my mother wrote me a letter after she was released from prison, complaining that the British Ministry of Magic supervised her too strictly. , I didn’t reply, and I didn’t tell my dad and sister.”

Of course Kayla would be dying.It can be said that she lost everything in this imprisonment, not only the chicness of the first half of her life was gone, but also the freedom of the second half of her life could not be preserved.

"She will probably regret it. After carrying a secret for so many years, it was revealed in the end and she lost everything." Edwin turned to ask another person, "Do you still have contact with your aunt?"

"No." Jacob shook his head with regret, "But a cousin contacted me two days ago and asked if I was in England. He was hired by St. Mungo's as a therapist with a lot of money, and he wanted to get together with relatives by the way. All at once."

"Is he still working at St. Mungo's?"

"It's still there." Blaise answered, "I heard that he is an expert in treating the aftermath of the Forgotten Curse, but I haven't seen him."

Forget the curse.Edwina smiled secretly.Constance is Constance after all, nothing has changed.As she said, she did not set foot on this land that was unfamiliar to her again, but her children were not buried in a small village in Romania either.

A family feast ended lively.Aaron clamors to play with the broom, and Jacob marvels at the exquisite broomstick.Pansy stood in the hallway with Elizabeth in his arms watching the falling snowflakes, while Blaise and Edwin took a slow walk in the garden.

The poisonous arrow tree still stands under the sky.Edwin pulled a little distracted.This is very similar to the dinner that was also held at Christmas many years ago, except that it was another person who accompanied her to the tree, and now it is their children who accompany her.

"Is that broom still working?" she couldn't help asking.

"It's very good. It's just that the branches at the end are a bit old. I took it to Diagon Alley and repaired it, and it's as beautiful as before." Blaise inadvertently mentioned a long-lost name, "Why didn't you ask about West? Sylvia?"

Edwin pulled his arms slightly, looked up at the towering tree, and finally asked the stranger: "Is she okay?"

"I don't know," Blaise replied. "All I know is that she left England after the war and hasn't been heard from since."

"What happened?" She was silent for a moment, then turned to look at him.

"I only know that the Greengrass sisters all died in the war. This is the part we can mention now." Meeting her shocked gaze, Blaise also felt a little sad, "After Old Nott pleaded guilty and was imprisoned in Azkaban Later, Nott Jr. presented evidence to the Ministry of Magic that Greengrass had a close relationship with the Death Eaters, and applied to curb some rumors about him and Astoria, and the Ministry of Magic agreed."

"That Greengrass—"

"The Greengrasses left the UK together and were barred from entering the country for life. This was on the premise that they paid a huge ransom."

The two were silent at the same time, and Blaise couldn't detect the chaotic thoughts in Edwin's mind.In the end she responded to the story with only a sigh, though she had a thousand words on her mind.

Not long after Christmas, Blaise paid a surprise visit.At that time, she was reading with David, and Blaise listened for a long time, and finally interrupted this quiet time.

"I went to M. Dupont's funeral yesterday," he handed her a letter, "which was forwarded to me by a friend of his."

"He passed away?" When she first heard the news, a thunderbolt sounded in her mind.

"Yes." Blaise kept in touch with DuPont, although it was just a nod to exchange greetings during the holidays, but he knew he knew his parents well. "I'm sorry, don't be too sad."

After a short period of silence, Edwin opened the letter, but quickly frowned slightly because of the contents of the letter——

[Dear Mrs. Zabini:

After many years, it is not a proper behavior to bring up the past.But you have always been frank with me, and I would not keep this from you, though it ought to be kept secret.

I hope you will remember that many years ago I handed you a broom made to order by Mr. Darren Zabini.In fact, before that, two things were entrusted to be delivered by Mr. Zabini in my hand.One is a letter and the other is a will.They were all sent to Mr. Ethan Zabini after his death was confirmed.

I have no intention of prying into other people's privacy, so I don't know what is in the letter or what is written in the will.At that time, I did not ask Mr. Zabini the reason for his move, but later, because of the sudden occurrence of the incident, I had no chance to ask further questions.I should have kept silent, but in light of what has happened to you since, I have chosen to tell you the truth.Among them, the cause and effect, the whole story, and the truth are up to you to distinguish and decide. I can only promise that everything I said is true and there is no falsification.

Sincerely, DuPont]

After the initial daze and momentary blank mind, Edwina calmly closed the letter paper: "Who gave you this letter? Why didn't DuPont send it to me?"

"I found it by accident while packing up his belongings. I don't know why it wasn't sent." Blaise looked at her expression carefully, but couldn't see any flaws. "Is there a problem?"

"No. I'm just curious why he said some insignificant things in the letter." She said lightly, and threw the letter into the fireplace. No amount of replies could be sent."

DuPont was the only man in the world who turned her down, and they had no contact after that.Why did he write a letter and not send it to her?Although the letter had no beginning or end, Edwina vaguely guessed the reason.

"David," she turned to face her beloved grandson hastily, so as to put the troubles caused by the letter behind her, "where did we just read?"

"A poem by Oscar Wilde." The child's tender voice echoed in the room, "'I cannot write a splendid preface to preface these short songs; all I dare say here is a poet to a poem. If these If there is one of the withered flowers that you think is beautiful, love will blow it away and rest in your hair. When the north wind and winter freeze everything and everything becomes a wasteland of love, it will whisper the whispers of the garden, It will dawn on you.'”

Thinking about the meaning in the poem, Blaise tasted a sweet bitterness on the tip of his tongue.He turned to look at Edwina, who was also listening to David's recitation, with her usual smile on her lips.However, when he looked again, he was surprised to find a trace of sadness in her eyes that he had never seen before.

"Am I reading well?" David raised his face for compliments.

"Okay." She smiled, "Very good...read it again, I like this poem."

This kind of desolation he had seen many years ago.Blaise clearly remembered Ethan staring at her like that, years ago.

In David's clear child's voice, he suddenly understood that there were many past events that he should not dwell on at all.

The author has something to say:

Yesterday, the voting was overturned. Instead of choosing a group, each group chose one! Little idiots =v=

To simplify, please directly nominate the three characters you most want to see in the extra chapter (men and women are not limited, and the number of appearances is not limited