[HP] If youth has an ageless face

A few days later Edwin made an appointment with Mr. Dupont.

"You know more about Quidditch than I do, so I want to ask you, how much do you think these manuscripts are worth?"

Mr. Dupont took the manuscript she had sorted out and read it carefully.Haydn's draft was incomplete, some parts had basically been written into chapters, some were just paragraphs, and there were some short sentences like inspiration or ideas at the end. Edwina tried his best to sort out the contents of the manuscript and drafted it himself A table of contents and an overview.She knew it wasn't a complete book, but she wondered if there was anything salvageable about it.

"Mr. Schwartz's manuscript . . . looks good."

DuPont's tone was a little hesitant, and Edwin pulled a sigh: "You just have to speak straight."

"The formed parts do seem to be well-organized, but they are not the focus of Mr. Schwartz's writing, but his comments on Quidditch books, articles and theories that exist today." DuPont turned the manuscript to the middle and back The part, "From here is his own idea, but Mr. Schwartz only uses a few words to describe his own thinking, and probably no one can understand it except him."

Edwin's heart sank.

"But I'm not an expert in Quidditch, and someone with more experience may have a different opinion." Dupont hastened to add, "If you want it to be published, you must find a few people who are as good as Shiva." It will be necessary for Mr Ci's like-minded Quidditchists to complete this manuscript."

In other words, she had to find another person who shared Haydn's thinking and was willing to co-write this book, and there might be more than one person.

"I see." Edwina realized the difficulty, "I'm just curious, and I'm not 100% determined to publish it."

"If you trust me, ma'am, I can ask you in the Quidditch circle for you." Although DuPont's main business has nothing to do with Quidditch, he has managed the Three Lions for so long, and his connections are still there, "but You must give me a copy of the manuscript."

"Of course." Edwin promised, and she immediately brought the prepared copy, "Excuse me, Mr. Dupont."

"You're welcome." DuPont hesitated for a moment and mentioned another matter, "This matter may cause you some troubles, but... Mrs. Lopez has been looking for me frequently at various banquets recently, asking me about your Old things."

Edwin raised his eyebrows: "For example?"

"It's as big as how you met Mr. Zabini, and as small as the details when you moved out of Zabini Manor. Actually, I don't know these things, but she always asks me." Dupont smiled wryly, " To tell the truth, during your absence from England there was a curious rumor in circles."

"Is it about me? Or is it about the couple?"

"Mrs. Lopez and Mr. Ethan Zabini remained separated after their marriage. I heard that when they first got married, Lopez proposed to redecorate the Zabini Manor, but Ethan refused, and they have been living separately since then. house, only appear together in public.”

Thinking of Ethan's strange attitude towards her, Edwina didn't think it was strange.But since Mr. DuPont took the initiative to bring up gossip about them, Edwina couldn't help asking: "Speaking of this... I still don't understand why Ethan married Lopez."

"To be honest, none of us can understand." DuPont also shook his head and sighed, "Lopez can indeed bring him connections and money, but——it's not worth it, you know what I mean."

To put it inappropriately, Lopez is even more infamous than Sylvia was.Marrying her for Ethan did more harm than good. Edwin could not figure out why he would suddenly be confused about his marriage. He had always shown himself to be shrewd and cold-blooded.

"I can only assume that they are true love." Edwina suppressed the doubts in his heart for a while, and laughed off the topic.

Sylvia was indeed well informed.

"I strongly recommend that you consider Mr. Chatillon." She had a strange smile when she came to visit, and Edwin rolled his eyes:

"It's definitely not a good thing."

"He has a charming nickname in France, guess what?"

"I don't guess, tell me quickly."

"Alas..." Sylvia let out a long sigh, and then said word by word, "Lan, Hu, Zi!"

Edwina looked at her blankly.

"Bluebeard comes from a French Muggle fairy tale in which he is a wife-killer."

Edwin raised his eyebrows: "So Chatillon..."

"He was married five times, and each of his wives died strangely. Note, they died strangely. No one knows why they died, but they did all die, dead thoroughly. French folk rumors Chatillon It's the mastermind behind the scenes, but their Ministry of Magic has investigated several times and found nothing." Sylvia said emotionally, "His wives have different backgrounds, but they all have one common feature."

"I guess...all beautiful?"

"Yes! The first wife was blond and petite; the second wife was called the 'French Rose'; the third wife was a beautiful Russian girl; the fourth wife was similar in appearance to the first wife, but she was taller. She is sexy and hot; the fifth wife is from Denmark, and needless to say, she is equally gorgeous." Sylvia sighed again, "But they are all dead."

Holding a coffee cup, Edwin fell into deep thought: "They're all dead."

"Strange? Suspicious? Yet there's no evidence that Chatillon had anything to do with their deaths, or there was evidence, but he managed to get away with it. After all, he's got one after the death of his third wife." Another name. But... don't be angry, if you ask me, Bluebeard and Black Widow complement each other very well."

"It's really wronged, I obviously never killed anyone."

Sylvia shrugged: "Chatillon obviously has a more challenging target this time."

"I'm still young, I just want to live well."

"That's not easy. Chatillon is a stalker. If you don't promise him, he won't give up."

"Then let him pester you." Edwin was indifferent, "I want to see what kind of tricks he can play."