[Comprehensive] There is a small beggar among us

Seeing that Draco had accepted his gift, Sewell's hanging heart was also relieved. He didn't dare to pick up the things that Draco didn't give him any more, and he didn't bother to continue unwrapping the remaining presents. He stood up Ready to wash up.

"By the way—" Draco said suddenly, "Is it the Christmas ball tonight, have you got your clothes ready?"

"The Christmas ball?" Sewell stopped in surprise: "When did it happen? I haven't heard of it."

"Three days ago—it was posted on the bulletin board. In order to enhance the relationship between transfer students and classmates, those who do not go home during the Christmas holidays are required to participate."

——That means all the members should participate?After all, in order to get acquainted with Durmstrang as soon as possible, and the damn entrance exam, Sewell, who didn't go home for the Christmas holidays among the transfer students, said carelessly: "It's okay, I have a lot of clothes. Just pick one." During the holidays, Narcissa prepared a lot of clothes for him, including dresses for various seasons, and even made him dance properly, making him look like a real nobleman .

Sewell is not at all afraid of the prom now.

"Those can't—" Draco looked very happy: "I forgot to say, it's a masquerade ball."

Sewell was dumbfounded, what is a masquerade party?Christmas in Russia like this?

Seeing his brother's surprised look with his mouth open, Draco pouted his lips in disgust, then raised his chin and said proudly: "I knew you didn't have one, so I bought one too...you go take a shower first."

Sewell was so curious about what kind of clothes Draco had bought, he was just trying to guess what Draco bought while he was in the shower.

I don't know what the masquerade party in the wizarding world will look like.

He came out of the shower and looked expectantly at Draco, who threw him a book before he could speak.

Sewell, who thought he would get a bag of clothes, was stunned: "...What is this?"

"You'll know when you open it—" Draco said lazily.

The name of the book is "The Perfect Masquerade Ball", and it is very thick. He opened the first page, and the preface was written in small plum blossom script: ——Give you a perfect dance party.

——This book is only for one person, now, please use your magic wand to tap the writing to register information.

Pretty smart?

Sewell tapped.

New words appeared in the book:

- The registration is successful.

——Please note that this book is based on the principle of the transformation spell, and each transformation lasts only 12 hours.

Sewell raised his eyebrows, and turned to the next page with great interest. The title of the next page read Please choose, and there was a list of words in the afternoon: human, vampire, elf, giant, centaur, veela

Sewell took a look, and poked the Kindred with his wand.

In an instant, he felt that his teeth seemed to be elongated a bit. He licked them with his tongue, and felt that the two canine teeth on his face became pointed and long.The eyes also felt a little strange. He waved his wand and summoned the mirror——

Sewell's eyes in the mirror turned dark red, two sharp teeth protruded from his lips, and his pale golden hair turned black, still long.

"... Seems like fun?" The country bumpkin's eyes widened. Draco snorted not far away, mocked his brother a few times in a low voice, and then continued to unpack his package.

Sewell read the book again, and the book had automatically turned the pages, and this page contained height and weight.Sewell wrote it with his wand, and then looked in the mirror, and there was a change.

Then there are all kinds of clothing, from fabrics to colors to styles... down to the last detail.

It seems that my classmates used to play Nuan Nuan to travel around the world... But Nuan Nuan seems to be unable to change so thoroughly.

Sewell felt that he could play this real-life dress-up game for a day.

He turned the book over and glanced at the price, thirty Galleons.

"Have you given me this book?" He asked Draco, waving the book, and Draco hummed.Sewell was delighted, smirking with his mouth open and decided to take this as Draco's Christmas present for him.

Seeing that it was still early, he changed into his normal clothes, put the books aside, and was about to go out to exercise. Draco taunted him when he saw him changing his clothes: "Can you pass the entrance exam?"

Sewell froze, not daring to say that he had actually given up.

Fortunately, Draco didn't intend to pursue it, so Sewell ran out in a hurry.

He ran to the lake first, trying to find his old friend, but after searching for a long time, he didn't find the shark, but saw his captain - Viktor Krum.

"What are you doing here?" Viktor frowned and asked, "You're missing two days of training."

Sewell smiled, apologized for his absence from training, said that there was nothing to do, turned around and ran away, and ran to Durmstrang's horse farm to play.

Recently, Sewell discovered that his love horse Shasha in the game was also coming and could be summoned, so whenever he had time, he ran to ride a horse to show off.

In the blink of an eye, it was afternoon, and the party started at eight o'clock. Draco told him to come back at four o'clock at the latest, get ready, and show him... Make sure not to embarrass the Malfoy family.Although Sewell felt that he was quite embarrassing to his family, he still went back to the dormitory on time.

As soon as the door was opened, Sewell heard voices talking in the living room. He quickly changed his slippers and ran in, and saw that the living room was full of... most of them were not human creatures.

Strigoi... Elf... Veela...

There are all kinds of looks, the only thing in common is good looks, either delicate and cute, or mighty and handsome.

Needless to say, this group of trolls must be transfer students from Slytherin.

A female elf with strange eyebrows and eyes, dressed in light green, waved to him: "Sevier, come here."

The voice was very crisp and pleasant to hear. Sewell assured that he had never heard it before, but he carefully looked at the arc of the elf's jaw and asked, "Pansy?"

The female elf brushed her blond hair and nodded reservedly.

"My God... I can't tell it's you at all, and my voice has changed." Sewell said in amazement, "This is a masquerade party, so it's okay if you don't know who is opposite." Pansy said disapprovingly: "It's hard Could it be that you want to wear a thin mask that can be seen through at a glance, and still deceive yourself into thinking that you didn't recognize each other?"

"..."

Sewell was embarrassed to say that he thought masquerade balls were like this.

"Okay," he changed the subject. "Then what are you doing here? I don't remember Draco enjoying turning his room into a common room."

"Stupid boy," Pansy took out a small fan, covered his mouth and giggled, "Because we need to be familiar with each other... This requires a secret and spacious space."

"Why do you need to be familiar with each other's appearance?" Sewell blinked.

Pansy laughed even harder, and she fell on a dark elf beside her (Sevier thought it was Blaise), and said with a coquettish smile: "Because we need to make sure that the object of sex hunting tonight is not an acquaintance— —you think, if I found myself lying in Crabbe's bed tomorrow morning—it would be horrible."

"...?!!" Sewell felt that he had an auditory hallucination; "A date?"

"A good night with those Russos helps to get to know Durmstrang," Pansy said, "but the Slytherins don't need a fling—"

"What are you talking about my brother?" Draco's voice suddenly sounded, interrupting Pansy with deep dissatisfaction, but Pansy laughed even harder, and stretched out a hand to poke Sewell waist: "But you don't need such a night, otherwise I believe your brother will overturn the school tomorrow morning."

Sewell didn't pay attention to what Pansy said at all. When he heard Draco speak, he turned his head and looked over. After seeing Draco's appearance clearly, he was relieved and said a little happily, "You haven't changed much. Are you going to find someone else?" A Russian girl? But that's not like a Bloodline."

Draco's appearance basically remained the same, only two fangs grew symbolically, his eyes turned red, even his hair was still pale gold, he was wearing a black cape, and he was wearing that rough gold ring.

"I don't need to - damn it!" the platinum nobleman said angrily, "Pansy! Don't teach him such nonsense!"

Then he raised his chin proudly and said proudly: "As for the appearance, I'm already the best—and I can't imagine my hair changing to any other color." He seemed to have thought of something unforgivable .

Sewell nodded in agreement, and said flatteringly, "Brother is the most handsome."

Draco was very helpful, squinting his eyes and said in a long tone: "It's time for you to prepare."

Sewell nodded, and returned to the bedroom with the book in his arms.

After the bedroom door was closed, Pansy lifted her lips harshly and mocked: "Draco, you are just as talkative as an old mother." She raised her well-trimmed eyebrows: "Your brother is 14 years old, not fourteen years old." age."

"Shut up," Draco said without even looking at Pansy, "or I'll ask someone else to be my partner."

Pansy immediately shut up, but she still had a mocking expression on her face. Daphne next to her suddenly spoke. This girl was dressed as a silver-haired veela with a hoarse and sexy voice: "By the way, does Sewell have a partner?"

"...No." Draco rested his forehead with his right hand: "I forgot to tell him."

"It's okay," Blaise said with a smile: "It's not too late to look for it then, Sevier is so handsome, no girl will refuse."

Draco nodded approvingly.

But when they saw Sewell's outfit, they suddenly realized that this is a masquerade party, and your appearance is the key to whether you are handsome or not.

"There's still time—" Draco looked at his watch and ordered, "Go get another set."

"Why do you want to change it?" Sewell didn't intend to change it at all. This suit was the result of his thinking all afternoon. He looked at himself and asked flatly, "Aren't I handsome?"

Draco had a gloomy face and said nothing, Pansy and Daphne laughed together, and the other girls beside them were also covering their mouths and snickering, Pansy sat up straight after laughing enough, and said seriously: "Actually - very handsome."

"That's right—" Sewell said triumphantly, "A work of confidence!"

Pan Xi laughed and leaned forward and closed again. She used her fan to cover her unlady-smiling face, and said righteously, "I'm so handsome that I can't close my legs!"

Draco's face darkened even more.

Sewell laughed hehehe, touched his exposed abdominal muscles, and twisted his hips to show off his figure.

The girls screamed, and Draco let out a snort and said angrily, "Indecent!"