[HP] If youth has an ageless face

"Good evening, dear Madame Zabini."

Edwin pulls down a sentence in annoyance: "Stay away from me."

"You are the first person to be honored to have your wand taken away, Mrs. Zabini. Compared with what you claimed before, you seem to be too weak." Raphael leaned on the pillar and joked, " Why would you force yourself to go to a dance you don't like?"

"Didn't you ask the question knowingly?" Edwin turned around, "Don't you know the power of the devil's eye better than me?"

Raphael came over and held up the necklace, looking at the black diamond carefully.Edwin watched his every move calmly, and the strange thing is that the devil's eyes did not respond to Raphael's actions - when she flatly refused to change into the dress brought by the housekeeper earlier , it immediately gave her a stern warning.

"It doesn't exclude you," she said. "It's weird, your intentions are so obvious."

Raphael's eyes refocused on her face, he was silent for a while, and slowly released the black diamond: "Of course it won't. It's what it likes to see if you fall into the abyss."

"You were sent by Chatillon, weren't you?" she asked. "He killed his five wives for betrayal, but he acquiesced and even condoned their infidelity...Why?"

"I can't tell you the answer." She got an expected answer. Raphael took a step in the opposite direction, stopped for a while, and looked back at her meaningfully, "You have a little relationship with them." no the same."

"Because I persist longer in the face of temptation?" Edwin pulls forward, "I can't refuse forever, right-first the devil's eye first, and then take away my wand, Chatillon When are you going to close the net? He has too many tricks, whether it is the dick in the drink or you who came here by order, one after another, how can I be lucky enough to avoid all the traps forever?"

"Then will you throw yourself into a trap and open Pandora's box first?" Raphael held her hand instead, and his voice was full of bewitching meaning again.

Edwin stared at him for a while, then withdrew his hand.

"Well, it seems that this is your answer." Raphael expressed regret, "The ghost of Boulogne Castle will not let it go, maybe you will receive further warnings soon."

"Stop pretending to be a ghost, there are no ghosts here at all." Edwin pulled back a step, "There is only one demon."

"If you change your mind," Raphael's voice chased after her, "please put the book I gave you upright on the window sill in the bedroom, and then I will visit you as scheduled."

"I'm not a toy!" Edwina yelled, turning around abruptly, pointing to the brightly lit windows of the castle. If a woman is a woman, she must be watery, then you are very wrong."

"Chatillon—"

"Yes, I don't love Chatillon, but that doesn't mean I will despise myself." Edwin looked at Raphael and couldn't help but sneered, "You, a person who even took off the mask Poor guy with no guts trying to sleep with me? Save me, I saw a lot of those tricks when I was a teenager."

"Maybe I'll be the one to save you from fire and water." Raphael took a step forward, once Edwin thought he was going to raise his hand to take off the airtight mask, but he didn't, "In blue At the end of Beard's story, the girl's brother came to save her after hearing the news."

"So what?"

"Will your brother come to rescue you?"

Edwin was taken aback.She looked suspiciously at Raphael, who asked firmly:

"Will he?"

Edwin did not answer.She turned around quickly, lifted the corner of her skirt, and almost escaped from the corridor.When she rushed into the hall, she bumped into a woman: "Mrs. C!"

"Mrs. Zabini," Mrs. C laughed when she saw her, "what's the matter with you? You don't look very well." She thoughtfully took out a handkerchief, "Did you encounter any trouble?"

"No." Edwin pulled a distance away from her quietly, "Why are you here alone?"

"I'm in a bad mood today, I'm too lazy to play those games." Mrs. C yawned lazily, and Edwin stared at her every move, and suddenly felt that she was very similar to Mrs. Lopez:

"Can I take a step to speak?"

"You might as well just say it here, Madame Zabini." Madame C smiled slightly, "I guess...you don't want to ask about the Castle of Boulogne?"

"not quite."

"Sure enough, you are a smart person. I guessed most of the truth with a little mention. So, aren't you afraid?" She looked at her inquiringly, "Your husband is a murderer, an out-and-out devil……"

"I'm afraid." Admiral admitted, "But I'm not a kind person either."

Mrs. C opened her eyes slightly, and then smiled playfully.

"Do you know Lopez?"

"Lopez...Of course." Mrs. C raised the fan in her hand and pointed to the hall of the castle. "That's the alias she used here. Why, is she still called by this name now?"

"Did she and Chatillon only have an affair?" Edwin asked in a deep voice.

"She has had sex scandals with many people."

Edwin took a step forward. She was slightly taller than Mrs. C, so she easily pinched her chin: "Is the role she played in the past the role you are playing now?"

"Madame Zabini—"

"Did she ever confide in some ambiguous clue to another innocent girl, causing her to tremble and collapse with horrific fantasies?" she asked. There was a love affair, but he abandoned it in the end, just like poor Lopez?" In Mrs. C's dilated pupils due to shock, Edwin saw his own shrunken face, "You are all similar , is a noble lady who still has charm but is no longer young; I am also very similar to them, and I am a weak lamb in your eyes-the murder that happened in the Boulogne Castle was not done by Chatillon alone ? You are also accomplices."

The devil's eyes were astonishingly hot. This was the real devil warning her to restrain herself, but Edwin gritted his teeth without showing a trace of timidity.

"You know it all..." Mrs. C whispered, "but it's not enough."

"I'll know more soon." She let go of the other's chin, and gently rubbed the red mark she left on it, "You can tell Chatillon and others who are waiting to see the good show: I've never lost a game, and this one is no exception."