[HP] If youth has an ageless face

"Ma'am!" As soon as she entered the room, the maid came forward in a panic.Edwin frowned:

"what happened?"

"Sir, something happened." The maid said anxiously, "When Mr. came out of the newspaper office this afternoon, Mr. Ethan Zabini was waiting there to stop him and threw the glove on his face."

Edwin paused when she took off her coat, and her lips lost some blood: "Duel?"

The maid nodded desperately.

"He agreed?"

"Sir caught the glove." The maid finished in one breath, "They agreed to a duel in the hall of the Ministry of Magic at sunset three days later."

"Ridiculous!" Edwin squeezed out a few words, "Where is Jacques?"

The twilight at dusk spilled into the study, and Jacques sat there as usual to revise his manuscript.Seeing Edwina rushing into the door aggressively, he put down the quill and rubbed his sore right hand: "Edwinla..."

"Are you crazy?" She saw the white gloves in the corner of the desk at a glance, "You can't go!"

"I have to go." Jacques told her patiently, and he even sighed helplessly, "He said something very excessive, which can be called insulting. I have no reason and I don't want to refuse."

"For the so-called man's self-esteem?" She sneered, "Jaquin, your wand is not as good as your pen."

"He may not be able to win me." Jacques walked around the desk and pulled her into his arms, he slowly stroked her back, "If he wins the duel, he will calm down from now on."

"Wait..." She was taken aback, "You didn't agree—"

"Yes, we will not judge victory or defeat based on life or death, but only on which side loses combat power first." Jacques smiled reluctantly, but she had a somewhat ominous premonition in her heart:

"What's your bargaining chip?" She realized belatedly, and Edwin grabbed Jacques' shoulder tightly, almost asking, "If you win, he will shut up and disappear, then if he wins gone?"

He avoided her eyes: "I will divorce you."

"You—" She barely caught her breath.Jacques hurriedly helped her to the armchair beside him, Edwin turned his head and refused to look at him.

"Edwina, I can't refuse what he said when he stopped me today." He held her hand and said, "He said he had a crush on you when he was a teenager, but you were his Sister-in-law, because of etiquette, he can only keep his feelings for you deep in his heart. He also said that he knew that you resented him because of his unfeeling behavior back then. I can't help myself... In short, he said that if I win, he will disappear from our sight and never come to bother. If I lose, I must quit this game, so that he has the right to pursue your chance. "

"It's nonsense." She turned her face suddenly, "That's not admiration at all! It's not involuntary! Why did you agree to him?"

Jacques didn't speak.

"What do you want to prove? What do you want to escape?" She is not a fool. He has always restrained the sadness and depression of losing a child very well, but people's emotions always need to be vented, and the duel proposed by Ethan gave him a very good feeling. Excuses, "I said I would divorce you—if you wanted to—but not in this form."

"Edwinla, I may not lose."

She looked at him, with a little sadness in her eyes: "No, when you promised him, you had already lost."

It's been a long time since wizards have seen a formal duel, let alone with a traditional sword as a weapon.

The farce that happened at the entrance of the "Daily Prophet" newspaper a few days ago has long been rumored. Today, the number of people who came to the Ministry of Magic to watch the duel far exceeded expectations.The seats were already taken, and the corridors were packed with people.No wonder people are overly curious. The origin and inside story of this duel are so exciting that it can be called a good show of the year, not to mention that the heroine of the event has always been a star that various newspapers are willing to pursue.

"Do you think Madame Zabini will come?"

"Maybe not, it's too embarrassing after all."

"I'm curious as to why Lopez died."

"what do you mean……"

"That's quite possible, isn't it? She's in the way of others."

"So she already knew that her husband had another love, didn't she? But their marriage was originally an exchange of benefits!"

"Yes, but if she is no longer Ethan's legal wife, this exchange of benefits will disappear."

"Shh!"

"She is coming!"

Amidst the buzzing and whispering, the crowd automatically backed away to make way for a passage.Edwina walked towards the reserved seat in the front row without saying a word. She didn't look at either side of the duel, and she didn't seem to hear the whispers.She wore a long plain white dress with elegant patterns embroidered with silver thread on the cuffs and neckline—it was like a wedding dress or a mourning dress—in contrast with this plain color, she was famous for her flamboyance. There was a bit of melancholy in his appearance for no reason.

"Then," announced the one who presided over the duel at last, "begin!"

Sylvia was also there, but she didn't know that Edwinra would come.At this time, she left her husband and roughly drove away the person who was sitting next to her: "You shouldn't come!"

"Isn't it the same whether you come or not?"

Sylvia was at a loss for words for a moment, she tried to find clues from Edwin's expression, but failed.

"Who do they think will win?"

"There are more people betting on Ethan." She told the truth, "What do you think?"

"I don't know." Edwin said calmly, "But no matter what the result is, my marriage with Jacques should come to an end."

"Why!" Sylvia almost shouted impolitely.

Because the child who died in infancy was destined to be the eternal rift between them, even if both of them pretended to forget and kept silent.This has nothing to do with love or not, no matter how deep the love is, there will occasionally be waves, not to mention that their relationship has just gone through a shocking wave.

"He's a really nice guy, but he's got too much stuff in his heart, otherwise he wouldn't have been provoked by Ethan to take part in this duel," she said. A rainbow; to him I am a rose in winter snow."

Sylvia didn't dare to speak.

"Beautiful, fleeting, and wrong." She thought of the fireworks in the Boulogne Castle Festival. Now it seems that she is not suitable to be with someone like Jackie. He is too kind and ideal, but she is Born to be a troublemaker, he will never live a life of peace and tranquility.

In the short time they talked, the duel on the field was getting better.After the first few rounds of trials, Jacques unexpectedly discovered that Ethan was not as powerful as he expected, or that he was not good at using a sword.Ethan's face was much more serious, he vaguely realized that the person in front of him could not only play countless tricks with the quill, but he might also have received sword duel training...

"Pretty!"

Joaquin stabs Ethan with a nice feint, and some blood oozes from his right shoulder.

"Oh!" Sylvia screamed—many spectators exclaimed: Perhaps because of the injury, Ethan struck a lot harder, and it was inevitable that his sword pierced Jacques above the ribs. In the middle of the place, the blade of the sword sank a few points. Although I don't know if it is serious or not, Ethan's expression changed slightly, and he stretched out his hand to signal a pause. It seemed that the situation was not good.

Edwin pulled her nails into the flesh, and she stared at Jacques intently.He shook his hand to indicate that nothing happened, the duel can continue, and when he pulled out the sword, it wasn't stained with too much blood.

"The sword went in..." Sylvia whispered in fear, "Is he going to be okay?"

Edwin did not answer.

Perhaps it was the injury that made Jacques decide to make a quick decision. He changed his previous defensive style and began to switch from defense to offense. In just a few moves, he forced Ethan to lose the wind.Finally, amidst exclamations and sighs, he knocked down Ethan's sword and pressed his own sword against his throat.

Ethan's face was extremely ugly, he endured it, forced his anger to sneer: "Congratulations, you won."

Jacques didn't answer right away.

"I will keep my promise," Ethan continued, "You—"

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by screams, and everything seemed to be in slow motion: the sword on Ethan's neck trembled slightly, and then fell to the ground suddenly.Ethan stopped talking blankly and looked at Jacques. A trace of pain slowly appeared on the latter's face, and then he fell to the ground unexpectedly.

"Notify St. Mungo!" The host of the duel was the first to react, and he rushed into the arena.The audience stood up and wanted to see more clearly——

"Edwina!"

Sylvia followed her, and Edwina knelt beside Jacques trembling all over. He was still breathing, but his face was bloodless and his eyes were closed.

The author has something to say:

The one who said that the little reporter would die in a duel with Edwin Rah's lover, rounded you guessed it.