[Comprehensive] There is a small beggar among us

Sewell was actually very touched when he saw a group of children still remembering himself.The Malfoys next to him had a palette of faces, full of emotions.

—Although they already knew that their son was doing well in Gryffindor.

——But I didn't expect to mix so well.

The two of them followed Sewell, and almost all the students wearing red and gold robes along the way would come to say hello to his son with bright smiles, and say hello to both of them by the way.

Although the etiquette is not in place...but it is also a greeting from Gryffindor.

It was the first time I received so many well-meaning Malfoy couples from Gryffindor, and there was nothing awkward about them...

In fact, under normal circumstances, Sewell really doesn't have such a great charm, allowing Gryffindors to ignore the notorious Malfoy.

But during this period of time, Slytherin left Gryffindor alone, and felt very lonely after two days of jumping around. He didn’t feel motivated to do anything. Although no one said it, Gryffindors really I miss Slytherin a lot.

Without an opponent, what is the meaning of life?

Of course, they really wanted Sewell, whose character fits all Gryffindor preferences—enthusiasm, bravery, friendship, and righteousness.After he left, the lower grades couldn't find a decent leader. Every time they saw someone fighting, the Gryffindors would miss that Sewell who kicked one of them carelessly.

What's more, Sewell went back to school sideways this time——

Little Gryffindors have heard that Sewell was injured to save Professor Dumbledore.

When Sewell sent the Malfoys to the gate of the school, the reserved aristocratic smiles on the faces of the two of them were almost unbearable, and Sewell was giggling aside.

Narcissa touched his face reproachfully, and finally laughed herself, staring into Sewell's eyes and said, "You just want to be happy."

Lucius raised his chin aside, and said in the usual, aria-like way: "Don't be too happy - Draco is still angry." There was a bit of joy on his face, and his eyes slightly Letting go, it seems that he can already think of the beautiful appearance of his youngest son being bullied by his elder brother.

Sewell thought of Draco, and shivered. He decided to forget about it first, stretched out his hand and tugged at Lucius' sleeve, and said flatteringly, "I can go back to Durmster a few days later. Long?"

Lucius squinted at him: "What are you going to do? Don't forget that there is an entrance exam—"

Sewell persevered, tugged at Lucius's sleeve, and shook it coquettishly: "I want to play for a few days before going back... I'm too tired recently."

Tired or something, of course this is a lie, but Sewell has one thing to do.

Lucius frowned and looked at him for a while, and finally said reluctantly: "If you can guarantee that you are safe," he nodded slowly: "Well sir, you will have three days, and I will talk to you Karkaroff said, but you must promise to write a letter to your family every day, and it is best to write another letter to your brother."

Sewell nodded indiscriminately, telling himself to ignore the second half of the sentence—a letter to Draco?Sewell felt that he would not be surprised to receive a beautifully packaged Howler letter.

He waved his hand and sent his adoptive parents away. He took a purse that Narcissa had stuffed into him in his hand, and returned to Hogwarts Castle, receiving greetings from all directions again.

Sewell greeted each of them one by one, and many of them ran over deliberately, pretending not to care, and asked awkwardly, "Are those damn Slytherins back?"

Sewell thought the reaction of these people was quite amusing, and pretended to be serious and said: "I will never come back again." Then those who came to inquire had a bad face, and muttered: "It's fine if you don't come back. "'s left.

Later he heard that there were children who cried because they heard him say this.It made Sewell feel guilty.

He went to the principal's office to say goodbye to Dumbledore. There was still Harry with a serious face in the principal's office. Seeing that he was leaving, Harry took the initiative to see him off.

"What else do you want to know?" Seeing him hesitant to speak, Sewell sighed and started to talk.

Harry glanced up at him quickly, then lowered his head, staring down at the road as if it had gold in it.After a long time, Harry whispered, "That future... really won in the end."

"Win. Didn't I tell you?"

"...I always find it unbelievable," Harry raised his head, staring at the Forbidden Forest not far away: "Professor Dumbledore is such a great wizard...but I survived to the end."

Sewell didn't speak, he didn't think Harry needed his reply.

Sure enough, Harry lowered his head again, kicked the ground and said, "What do you think... what should I do now?"

"I don't know," Sewell said honestly, "Now the world is peaceful...Maybe, you should have a relationship?"

Harry turned to look at him, eyes misty.

Dumbledore gave Sewell two portkeys, one for Diagon Alley, London, and one for Durmstrang, and the second was set at seven o'clock in the evening two days later .

Sewell was quite satisfied, and looked at his watch. It was almost time for the first time door key to start, so he quickly put his index finger on it.

In an instant, he felt a hook on his navel hooking him up, and after a while of dizziness, he stopped in Diagon Alley.

The London sun was shining brightly on the streets of Diagon Alley. Sewell looked at the streets in front of him. There were all kinds of shops lined up. Items that would never appear in the world of Muggles were placed at the door of the shops.

Thinking of other people still studying hard in Armstrong, Sewell had the pleasure of playing truant.

He first ran to buy himself a big ice cream, and then started shopping. Christmas was coming, and he wanted to take the opportunity to buy some Christmas gifts.

With a big wallet, he was very happy when he was shopping. He took a stroll, asked the store to send him the stuff after shopping, and finally stopped at the door of a jewelry store.

He touched the ring that was originally a Horcrux in his pocket, and walked in.

Two days later Sewell returned to Durmstrang by Portkey, with bundles and volumes in his hand.At this time, there were not many students walking around Durmstrang Castle, and Sewell was also carrying his things, and walked towards his dormitory tremblingly.

He took out the key and pushed open the door of the dormitory.

There was a sound of water in the room, and it looked like Draco was taking a shower.

Sewell gently put the things in the corner, he was still wearing the clothes he bought in the Muggle world, and he was thinking about whether to change it now, when Drake pushed the door out of the bathroom.

His upper body is naked || naked, still sticking to the drops of water, a bath towel is wrapped around it, and he is wiping his hair with a towel in his right hand.

Seeing Sewell who suddenly appeared in the dormitory, Drake froze for a moment, and then walked out as if he hadn't seen it.

Sewell was still apprehensive, but he was startled by Drake's naked ||||| body, and subconsciously blew a whistle——

You have abs... so pretty

Draco's face darkened a little.

It was only then that Sewell realized that he was still waiting for the crime. He put on a smirk on his face, ready to accept Drake's scolding, but after a long time, Drake still didn't say a word, and didn't even look up at him.

Sewell panicked a little, he called out cautiously: "Draco?"

The other party ignored him, as if there was no such person, he dried his hair, changed into pajamas, and sat on the bed to read.

Although Drake ignored him and even changed his underwear in front of him, Sewell was completely uninterested in making fun of him. He stretched his head in front of Drake in horror and shouted over and over again: "Draco? Look Look at me?"

Draco ignored him.

Sewell felt that his heart was heavy and very sad. He knew that Drake would be angry, but he thought that the way Drake would be angry would be to scold him and beat him, even if he asked him to copy the house rules a hundred times...

It never occurred to him that Draco would ignore him.

He was so sad that he wanted to cry, and he stood by for a long time in a daze, seeing that Draco didn't intend to talk to him, and finally took his clothes in silence, went to the bathroom to wash himself, and then came back and gently climbed into bed.

Things aren't too bad--

At least Draco hasn't kicked him out yet.

Sewell huddled on the other side of the bed, his eyes tightly shut, but he couldn't sleep at all, and after another few hours, his eyes went dark, knowing that Draco had turned off the lamp and looked like he was going to sleep.

He waited silently for another period of time, feeling that Draco had fallen asleep, and then slowly rubbed over.

He gently hugged the platinum nobleman from behind, and put his face on the opponent's back. This posture allowed him to hear the heartbeat of the opponent. Sewell listened silently for a while, and then stretched out a hand along his shoulder. He touched Draco's hand, and lightly put something on Draco's finger.

"……what is this?"

Drake's voice suddenly sounded.