[HP] If youth has an ageless face

Champagne was poured into glasses, and the air was filled with the sweet aroma of pumpkin.

Edwin La has a psychological shadow on the masquerade. She didn't want to attend the banquet, but the invitation specifically stated that only children under the age of 11 need to dress up.Coupled with the fact that Blaise is very enthusiastic about Halloween, she gave an affirmative reply after several considerations.

Sylvia did not come, Sean attended alone, and according to him she was ill.

Get ill?But two days ago, they still went shopping together.

Edwina wisely didn't ask any more questions. Everyone has their own secrets, which is normal.

"Why is she still here?" Seeing Lopez appearing in high spirits as usual, Edwina's mood suddenly changed.

"She won't be able to be proud for long." Jacques told her in a low voice, "I sorted out the evidence I had and sent it to several of Lopez's former lovers in multiple copies. If they don't want to get involved, they will go all out to conspire to make Lopez a scapegoat - a few days ago I received word from a French reporter I know that the French Ministry of Magic is preparing to raid and arrest Lopez."

"very good."

"So you don't have to worry. I'm afraid she won't have the chance to harm you again."

After killing Chatillon, Edwin's mental quality seemed to improve a lot.Now she has been able to keep her face on these plots: "Fortunately, Sylvia doesn't like her either, otherwise I feel a little guilty towards her."

"Mrs. Greengrass is a sensible person." Jacques agreed.

"Mom," a guilty voice sounded at this moment, and Blaise walked over slowly, "I got into trouble."

"Ok?"

Blaise pointed to the crying little girl next to him: "I thought she was willing to give me the jack-o-lantern, but she didn't, and then..."

Thinking of that box, Edwina could only say that Blaise was still too immature: "Miss Parkinson didn't want to give it to you, why did you still take it?" She signaled Blaise to apologize to the other party.No matter what the truth of the matter is, first, Blaise is a boy; second, tonight's banquet was held at Parkinson's house; % is his own problem.

Hitting a wall is fine.Edwina thought.She wasn't too happy about Blaise's development in the playboy direction.

"No need." Another voice said, "You took the initiative to give the toy to others, and then broke your promise to take it back, and cried if you couldn't take it back—don't you think it's shameful?"

Pansy's crying stopped abruptly, and Blaise looked at Edwin and Jacques in a bewilderment.

"Apologize," Mrs. Parkinson demanded.

Edwina was trying to smooth things over, but Pansy really put away her tears, turned around and bowed to Blaise as she said: "I'm sorry, I was too self-willed."

"Go back upstairs and reflect." Mrs. Parkinson ordered, she nodded to the Edwin La family and left on her own.Pansy silently stuffed the jack-o-lantern into Blaise's hand, and walked upstairs listlessly with her head drooping.

"I understand." Edwin said after a moment of silence, "Brace, my education for you is still too loose."

"Don't be like this, Mom, I think you're fine now." Blaise gave her the jack-o-lantern flatteringly, "Happy Halloween!"

"Brace," Jacques couldn't help but commented, "you've suddenly learned how to coax people now."

"I learned this from you, Joaquin." He retaliated, then slipped away before Edwin had time to reprimand him.

But that wasn't the only surprise tonight.

"Ah—" With a scream, the two ladies who had gone for a walk together rushed into the ballroom with horror on their faces.

"Someone was killed!" Another person tremblingly raised his hand and pointed in the direction of the garden, "Fount—fountain!"

The music stopped instantly, and a strange silence spread like a tide.

"Don't be impatient." Mr. Parkinson said, "You contact the Ministry of Magic, and I'll check it out."

Mrs. Parkinson hurried to the lounge to deliver the letter——Murder, this is not an ordinary thing, if it is not an accident, it will be murder.

Edwin blinked his eyes, a kind of ominous premonition welled up spontaneously.

"I'll take a look too." Jacques said in a low voice.Edwina nodded, and he joined the crowd who went to investigate.She looked around and beckoned Blaise back to him: "Don't be afraid."

Blaise nodded, holding her hand tightly, and indeed did not tremble with fear like other children.

They didn't wait for a long time, and after a while, several people left and returned, all with serious expressions.Mr. Parkinson asked everyone to stay put and wait for the Ministry of Magic to send someone. He said a few words to his wife, and then Mrs. Parkinson turned back to the lounge.

"It's Lopez and another man." Joaquin returned to her side and whispered, "It looks like they both fell into the water during the dispute and hit their heads somewhere in the fountain."

"How could it be such a coincidence." Edwin frowned.

Jacques's voice became lower and lower: "Both of them are disheveled."

This……

"Who is that man, do you know him?"

Jacques shook his head: "No one knows him, he is a guest brought by Lopez."

The guests brought by Lopez... Edwin understood.She glanced quickly over the whispering guests, then realized something else:

Ethan is not there.

To be precise, he never showed up tonight.

A murder case with a certain evocative color pushed the banquet at the Parkinson Manor into a suspenseful direction.People from the Ministry of Magic arrived quickly, sealed off the scene, and immediately began to question the guests present.

When Ethan stepped into the door, almost everyone cast a pitiful look at him.He ignored people's strange gazes, walked directly into a separate room, and had a private conversation with the Ministry of Magic behind closed doors.

Despite the old feud with Lopez, Edwinra was not grilled for long.That's partly because of the many testimonies that she didn't speak to Lopez or go to the garden tonight.Another part of the reason is that Jacques——

"Mr. Pennington," Auror said in a very polite tone, "before the Ministry of Magic makes it public, we hope you will not... reveal too many details."

"I won't." Joaquin promised, "Do you think it was an accident or murder?"

Auror lowered his voice: "It should be an accident."

His tone was a bit subtle, and Edwin thought about it and understood the meaning.Regardless of how Lopez actually died, for some reason, her death could only have been accidental.