[Comprehensive] There is a small beggar among us

After Sewell woke up, he didn't open his eyes for a long time.

It's not that he doesn't want to open it, it's that he really doesn't even have the strength to move a finger.

He silently complained that he didn't make fun of the drunk man earlier - what if he died in a coma like this?Could it be possible to return to the original world?

He tried to open his eyes again, but failed again.

He sighed, thinking that he should just laugh and get drunk now - he will be resurrected with full blood in ten seconds, and he will be another hero.However, at this moment, a suppressed cry suddenly came from the side, and the sound was very familiar.

Sewell paused to prepare, trying to figure out who was crying.

"Dumbledore—" came another angry voice, "You took my son from Durmstrang and told me he was cursed? Snape only had one year to live?"

Is it dad?Sewell thought with a little excitement that he hadn't seen Lucius in a while.

And the crying suddenly became louder, and a woman's voice said sharply and sadly; "Lucius! Don't say that!...There must be a way."

Now Sewell recognized Narcissa's voice,

Narcissa cried... This realization made him feel guilty. He tried to open his eyes and mouth, and he heard himself say in a dry voice, "Mom, I'm fine, don't worry."

Narcissa screamed and rushed forward, tears splashing on his arms: "Sevier..."

Seeing that he was awake, Madam Pomfrey waved his wand to raise his bed so that he could sit up, then brought him another cup of potion, and said lovingly: "Professor Snape left it for you, drink it It'll feel better."

Narcissa quickly wiped away her tears, took the potion and slowly fed it to him.

While drinking the strange potion, Sewell looked at the people around——

Professor Dumbledore with complicated expressions, his angry father, and the concerned Gryffindor trio 000.

His eyes drifted to his right hand again, on which he wore a simple gold ring with a black gem inlaid on the top, which was still on it.

It wasn't taken away?

"I wanted to take it off," Dumbledore said at the right time, "but you held it too tightly."

Sewell nodded. The potion worked very well, and now he felt great. He moved his body, reached out and patted Narcissa next to him, and comforted him sincerely: "It's okay, Mom."

Narcissa's eyes filled with tears again, she shook her head and nodded again, sobbing, "Of course it will be fine, we will find a way."

"Don't be so troublesome, have you forgotten, I have oriental spells," Sewell laughed: "Just take it off, and I will use the spell a little bit, and everything will return to normal."

"Really?" Lucius asked with a frown, and Sewell noticed that his fingers were tightly holding the staff, and his strong fingers turned white.

"Of course." Sewell grinned and said briefly but forcefully, "I won't die."

The medical room fell into silence again. After ten seconds or so, Lucius let out a sigh of relief, as if everything came alive with a switch, and everyone had "Great!" on their faces. Narcissa threw herself on Sewell again, crying loudly, Hermione hugged Ron and sobbed.

Sewell looked at Harry, who had a relaxed smile on his face and said sincerely, "It's good that you're okay, buddy... Seriously, you scared the hell out of me."

"I'm sorry—" Sewell scratched his head: "This spell is more powerful than I imagined. I didn't have time to use that spell at the time, so I didn't expect to disturb you." He glanced at Lucius cautiously: He said it solemnly: "I'm sorry." He was afraid that Lucius would be angry.

Lucius looked at him, smiled helplessly, and said, "I've been ready for this since the day our son was sorted into Gryffindor."

Sewell's heart relaxed a little, but before he could be happy, his father said again: "But Draco probably wasn't ready for this kind of preparation." He looked at his little son's face that changed color instantly, and said with some pleasure Said: "I've sent him a message and he's going to die of rage - almost ran over."

Draco's angry face came to Sewell's mind, and he shrank back under the covers in horror.

Seeing his terrified appearance, everyone laughed, and the atmosphere in the school hospital became more relaxed.

Sewell grunted twice, turned to look at Dumbledore, and the old man was looking at him kindly.

"What do you think?" Dumbledore asked.

"It's great." Sewell came out of the quilt again. He took a peek at the parents who looked bad, hesitated for a while, and finally summoned up the courage to say: "Professor, let's talk now?"

Dumbledore nodded.

Everyone except Harry left the school hospital.

Sewell looked at the back of his parents leaving, feeling a little guilty, but he couldn't wait any longer. When the door of the school hospital was closed and there were no outsiders in the hospital, Sewell finally turned his gaze to Professor Dumbledore's face. Before the other party was about to speak, he said first: "I'm sorry, Professor...to make a claim without authorization." Sewell said: "I do know some things, some of which belong to the original future? But... this is my *, I don't want to talk about it .”

He tilted his head and said, "Just assume... this is a mysterious divination from the East."

Dumbledore laughed dumbfoundedly. He shook his head and said, "I'm indeed a little curious, but I don't intend to ask about it. Everything is fine now, it's enough...I just want to say——"

"Thank you."

"..."

Sewell felt himself blushing.

He cleared his throat, and took out his withered and charred arm from under the quilt. The ring was on the finger at the front of the arm. Sewell reached out and touched the cold resurrection stone, and asked, "You...won't you wear it?" Come on."

"Of course." Dumbledore returned to his usual smile: "The past is always the past, these are false memories... We can only look forward, can't we?"

Sewell nodded. He felt very lucky. This resurrection stone had no effect on him—everyone he cared about and valued lived here.

"Then let's destroy this now?" Sewell proposed enthusiastically, Dumbledore nodded in agreement, and the former jumped off the sickbed. Only at this time did he realize that he was wearing a hospital gown. His clothes were lying on a chair beside him, covered with mud and black blood.

Dumbledore waved his wand, and immediately his clothes became clean, and he automatically jumped to Sewell's side to help him change.

It was only at this time that Harry recovered from the shock, and asked with emerald green eyes, "The future you know? The original? What do you mean? Is it the future you didn't come to?"

Sewell put on his clothes with a smile, but didn't speak.

Harry walked around him, curiosity all over his face: "Please - tell me something."

Sewell ignored him, Dumbledore walked out first, and Harry followed behind the two. After a while, he suddenly asked in a low voice, "Is Sirius dead in the original world?"

Sewell stopped, looked back at him deeply, and nodded.

"... Dumbledore too?"

"kindness."

silence again

"...Who else?" Harry's voice began to tremble, his eyes were full of fear, Sewell closed his eyes, and said with fingers: "And... Lupine, Tonks, Moody, Fer Reid, Colin ... a lot of people."

Every time Sewell uttered a name, Harry trembled violently, and finally he squatted on the ground with his head buried in his arms.Dumbledore was not far away, watching them with bright blue eyes.

Sewell stretched out his hand and forcibly pulled Harry up. He patted Harry on the shoulder: "But in the end, you won, Harry, you defeated that man...you suffered a lot and overcame all difficulties , you are the real savior, the best Gryffindor."

Harry shook his head, with tears on his face, he reached out and hugged Sewell tightly: "Thank you, now you are the savior."

"No," Sewell hugged Harry back, and said without hesitation, "I'm just a little Malfoy."

It took a little time to process the Horcrux. Originally, Dumbledore wanted to split it with the Gryffindor sword just like other Horcruxes, but Sewell suggested using the potion for dealing with the soul-this potion is very harmful to the soul. Anything other than the soul has no effect.

After Dumbledore heard Sewell's suggestion, he nodded with a complicated expression, and called Professor Snape. Although Professor Snape was very impatient, he still brought the potion.

The experiment was successful. After the potion was poured, there was a sharp whistling sound from the ring. When checking again later, Dumbledore announced that the soul fragments in it had disappeared.

Sewell was very happy. He thought this was a way to gently peel off the piece of soul on Harry's forehead.

Afterwards, several people discussed it again, and felt that the resurrection stone had no meaning to exist. In the end, Harry took the Gryffindor sword and knocked hard on the reverse side of the resurrection stone. The dense lines, the original strength also disappeared.

Sewell glanced at the stone and asked Dumbledore if he could give him the useless ring, and Dumbledore readily agreed.

Then Dumbledore invited the Malfoys into the principal's office. In the eyes of everyone, Sewell performed an "Oriental Spell" and was resurrected with full blood.

"It's time for Sewell to go back to Durmstrang," Dumbledore reminded with a smile amidst the surprise and emotion, "But before you leave, maybe you would like to take a moment to say goodbye to your former classmates?"

With a wave of his wand, the door to the headmaster's office snapped open, and a group of eavesdropping young Gryffindors tumbled in.

They looked at Dumbledore with blushing faces, seeing that the headmaster didn't look angry, they all looked at Sewell again, and suddenly they all stood up straight and shouted together: "Long time no see!"