[HP] If youth has an ageless face

"The best way is to leave forever, leave everything behind and leave here." Sylvia told her, "Every second you stay here, the more unsafe you are."

"We are already preparing to leave." Sylvia tentatively asked her follow-up in Knockturn Alley, but Edwin La did not reveal, "Rookwood and Nott may still want to take revenge on me... I I don't care if they want me to pay for my previous actions, I just care about my family's safety."

"Aren't you planning to go to Canada with Uriah?" He has signed with the Moose Jaw Meteorites and will leave immediately after this season is over.

"Maybe I will go in the future, but Darren and I decided to stay in Europe after discussing it." The strange America on the other side of the ocean adopts completely different lifestyles and various systems from Europe. The first thing that bears the brunt is that Ethan will have difficulty adapting to the new environment. Secondly, Edwin could see that deep down in Darren's heart, he still hoped that one day he could return to England to complete his ideal of herbalism.

"Ok."

"Then what are you going to do?" Edwin asked, "Which side does Greenglass choose?"

Perhaps the relationship between their husband and wife has long since broken down, but Mrs. Greengrass in law is still someone else.As long as she was around, Sylvia was, after all, just a shady mistress.

"He..." Sylvia's expression was slightly stiff, "Death Eater."

Edwin raised his eyebrows.

"He's not a Death Eater," she clarified immediately, but the corners of her mouth drooped, "but both of them—he and his wife—have a lot to do with Death Eaters."

Edwin was too lazy to sort out the intricate relationship of interests among this group of people: "Is Greengrass okay? If I were you, I would choose to get out as soon as possible."

"You don't understand." Sylvia's beautiful face showed a thin layer of anger, "I have already bet all my chips on him."

"I really don't understand. You are so young, it is not difficult to change places and start again. Even if you don't leave the UK, just break up with Greengrass and wait a few months, you will still be the one that people are chasing. Butterflies." Edwinra thought that the entanglement with Signus would make Sylvia understand that being a mistress is not a long-term solution.However, she doesn't seem to have learned enough.

"In the eyes of others, I am also a person who is on the thief ship of the Death Eaters. How could they come to pursue me if they can't avoid it. Besides, with Signus in front, do you think I have other people besides Greenglass?" Is there a better choice?" She put down her teacup, a trace of determination flashed across her face, "Sean promised me that he would divorce her as soon as possible after she gave birth."

If Mrs. Greengrass was also acquainted with Death Eaters, how could Sean, who was riding a tiger, become single so easily?

Edwina was trying to warn Sylvia, but there was a knock on the window.They turned their heads together to see that an owl was knocking on the window with a letter in its mouth.

"Your Mr. Zabini wrote a love letter again?" Sylvia took the opportunity to tease.

"He just wrote one yesterday, why did he come again today..." Edwina was a little surprised.In the letter the day before, Darren told her that he was going to go deep into the forest today where communication was difficult. He promised to keep in touch with her as much as possible, but it was too soon.

She opened the window, and the owl, instead of jumping on her arm, landed on the window frame and put out a foot for her to take down the letter in a businesslike manner.

"Strange," Edwin pulled open the roll of parchment with a smile, "Why is this owl the same as the ones from the Ministry of Magic? They all look serious."

"Yes, this little guy doesn't even beg for food from you. I don't know where your Darren found such a professional and good messenger." Sylvia came over to stroke the owl's fur, but who knew it After yelling in warning, she suddenly opened her mouth to attack, and she was almost bitten.The owl squinted at her, fluttered its feathers and flew away.

"It's so unpleasant!" Sylvia reprimanded sullenly, while looking sideways at Edwina, "What? I was stunned by the love letter—"

Her words stopped abruptly when she saw the beginning of the letter:

[Dear Mrs. Zabini:

It is with great regret that I inform you that your husband, Mr. Darren Zabini, was confirmed dead at 41:[-] this morning in the northern part of the Floyen Forest in the Sjegra Mountains, Norway.

...]

Sylvia was dumbfounded.

This is—a death notice?

She reflexively went to see Edwin La, but found that her hands were shaking violently.Sylvia looked again and saw that her gaze was fixed on the first line of the letter.She was frightened by her appearance and dared not speak.

"Please tell Uriah. Use the fireplace." Edwin pulled the letter from the Ministry of Magic and said forcefully.

"Okay." Sylvia heard her own voice trembling, "Do you want...to write a letter to Hogwarts?"

"Yes. Of course." The answer was written on Edwin's pale face.She could have summoned parchment and ink quickly by magic, but she turned and walked upstairs, knocking over a beautiful china vase on the way, and Sylvia knew she didn't want her to see her face.

"Uriah," she said as she sprinkled Floo powder into the fireplace, "something has happened, come to Zabini Manor, she needs you."

It is very simple to say these words, but the meaning cannot be deeply thought about.Sylvia saw Uriah's panicked and surprised expression, she didn't explain much, and only asked him to come as soon as possible.

After finishing the brief conversation, she raised her head, and the fire in front of her eyes slowly went out.Edwinla hadn't returned yet, and the remains of broken china lay scattered about in the beautifully decorated living room, reminding her that this was no joke.

Darren is dead.

Kneeling in front of the fireplace, Sylvia became clearly aware of this fact for the first time.