[Comprehensive] There is a small beggar among us

"...What did you say?"

Sewell thought he was hallucinating.But Mr. Pirate's hand was still in front of him with the palm facing up.

Well, it looks real.

Sewell felt like he was choking on something. He was invited to dance by a man?It's fine if it's the usual boyish appearance, but now someone with this real man's body can do it?

He patted his bare|naked but flat chest, and said in a tone like you're blind: "Flat! I'm a man!"

Mr. Pirate laughed softly, his voice was pretty nice, but it sounded a little familiar, making Sewell wonder if he really knew this person...

"So what about men - there are very few girls in Durmstrang, look below, half of the boys' dance partners are of the same sex." Mr. Pirate said disapprovingly, with his hand still stubbornly placed in front of Sewell .

It turns out Durmstrang popular man-boy-dance?

Sewell really didn't notice this... although it is true that there are fewer girls in Durmstrang.

Sewell originally thought that Durmstrang was a boys' school and Blombas was a girls' school, but after being mocked by Draco, he realized that the three major magic schools in Europe accept both men and women. The characteristics of the school make most witches choose to go to Blombas, while wizards go to Durmstrang, resulting in an extreme imbalance between men and women.

Sewell tilted his head, and glanced at the newly decorated hall downstairs. Sure enough, there were several couples with two men together, who looked like dance partners, so he stopped entangled and reached out to grab Mr. Pirate's wrist. (Of course he won't let the other party hold hands like a woman), said: "I don't know how to dance women's steps."

"It's okay——" Mr. Pirate seemed to say tolerantly: "Just trust me." With a slight twist of his wrist, he grabbed Sewell's hand backhand, and before he was thrown away, he pulled him downstairs Run, his speed was very fast, Sewell was pulled and ran, and he couldn't even keep his balance.He loudly told the other party to let go, but Mr. Pirate still held his hand tightly: "It's about to start, I don't want to miss the first dance."

The two of them rushed down the stairs too fast, bumping into many people, causing screams and attracting the attention of people in the auditorium.

Draco stood next to Pansy, frowning slightly as he looked at the two men rushing down the stairs holding hands.

"Hey!" Pansy yelled, "Who is that guy? Why are you pulling Sewell!"

Draco ignored her sullenly.

So Pansy understood that this person must not know, and she was not happy, and she didn't want to make trouble, so she turned her head and whispered to Blaise.

As soon as Sewell and Mr. Pirate stood firm in the auditorium, Karkaroff stood at the forefront of the auditorium, announcing the beginning of the dance with a voice amplified by magic——

In an instant, the music played in unison, and the dance music started with □□, people beckoned to each other, and then spun into the dance floor.

Before Sewell could catch his breath, he was half-forced into the dance floor. Mr. Pirate put one hand on Seville's back to support him, and the other hand was behind him, leading Sewell at a high speed. spin up.

"What the hell is this - why so fast?" asked Sewell aloud, a dance he'd danced in England too, but it wouldn't have made him so fast and made him dizzy if it wasn't his From the corner of the eye, if there were a few couples who turned like this, Sewell would definitely think that the other party was playing tricks on him.

"Russian specialty—you know, it's too cold here, and we need to warm up." Mr. Pirate said calmly, his back straightened, his chin slightly retracted, his arms firmly around Sewell, and he continued to rotate with.

Suddenly the dance music stopped abruptly, and Mr. Pirate stopped just right. He was holding Sewell's waist with both hands to help him stabilize his figure.

Sewell was still in a daze, but he could feel a hot palm on his naked psoas.

He felt a little itchy, and just about to knock his hand off, Mr. Pirate took his right hand and led him to dance to the music.

Now that they all started dancing, and Sewell didn't like people who spoiled the scenery so much, he shrugged and started dancing with Mr. Pirate's movements.It's just that the ones standing in the same row as him were all women wearing wide skirts, and the skirts flew around in circles, like huge flowers blooming, and they all hit him.

Mr. Pirate dominates the melody, his movements are in place, and Sewell, who has no research on women's steps, dances very well, but the latter feels awkward about it.

When the first moment of the melody was reached, Mr. Pirate pulled Sewell into his arms. Sewell turned around and was embraced by someone. He was a little annoyed about it, and just about to attack, the other party quickly and in time let go.

At this moment, Sewell smelled a misty, fishy smell from his dance partner.

Somehow, it reminded him of his shark friend.

He blinked, a little bit about to ask, but he didn't know how to ask, should he say, "Do you know a freshwater shark?"

This is so stupid...

Just when he was hesitating, the tune changed its pitch again, and the steps of the people around him also began to change. The dancers staggered from each other and walked forward.

Sewell didn't react for a while, but he had already left the place with the girls' steps, and Mr. Pirate disappeared. Sewell's hand was grabbed by others. This hand was different from Mr. Pirate's. Relatively soft, long fingers, and cool.

He didn't bother to see who this new partner was, and stretched his head to find out where Mr. Pirate was. Then, the new partner's hand on his waist pinched him fiercely.

"Merlin, it hurts! What are you doing?—My God? Drake?"

Draco put one hand on his waist, and took his hand with the other. There was deep displeasure in his blue-gray eyes, and his eyebrows were tightly frowned: "Shut your mouth, don't Continue to disgrace Mr Sewell."

Sewell quickly shut his mouth, he saw Pan Xi smiling at him not far away.

The platinum noble raised his lips, and continued to mock as if he hadn't scolded enough: "Who else would it be if it wasn't me... Who do you want? That barbarian?"

Sewell thought for a long time before he knew who the barbarian he was referring to was. He compared his dressing style with that of Mr. Pirate, and felt that he was more barbaric, but he looked at the angry Draco and dared to shake Shaking his head, he said that he didn't find anyone.

"Speaking of which——" Sewell listened to the song, and couldn't help but smile at the corner of his lips: "In the next section, you have to hold me and spin around on the spot, I'm not light now—"

"Can you hug me? Why don't you do the women's step? I'll hug you?"

Draco glanced at him sideways, but said nothing.

Sewell blinked, and said sincerely: "Don't be brave-it's not good to flash to the waist-"

Before the voice finished speaking, the music had already reached the next bar. Drake put his hands on his waist, lifted him up smoothly, turned around and put him down again—it looked very relaxed.

"what did you just say?"

Draco asked with a half-smile.

Sewell's unspoken words were choked back in his throat, and he murmured, "Well—I knew it, eh."

Draco took Sewell, danced the rest of the piece, then pulled him off the dance floor and sat on a chair at the edge of the auditorium. Sewell heaved a sigh of relief: "It's finally over..." Dancing Women's steps are really not something people do.

Draco was sitting next to him, holding a drink, looking calmly at the people on the dance floor, Sewell moved to the side to talk, when suddenly someone patted him on the shoulder: "Hey."

Sewell turned his head and smiled happily: "Why do you always appear from behind?"

Mr. Pirate pressed his hat, curled his lips and said, "Maybe it's because you appear in front of me every time?"

Draco cleared his throat heavily at the side, Sewell turned his head and looked over with a loud voice: "...Is your throat uncomfortable?"

The platinum noble snorted heavily.

Sewell looked Draco up and down, making sure that he was not happy, so he reached out and patted him and said, "What's the matter? Are you tired? Do you want to go back first?" Of course, he was just talking, and if Draco If you get tired from a dance, someone must have replaced him with Polyjuice Potion.

Unexpectedly, Draco stood up without hesitation. He patted the dust that didn't exist on his clothes, raised his chin, and said arrogantly: "Yes, I'm tired, I want to go back and rest."

Sewell blinked and gave a blank oh.

Draco's gray-blue eyes glanced at him, his face tightened, and he ordered, "You come back with me."

Sewell obediently gave another oh, although he didn't know what trick Draco was playing...but he stood up and prepared to go with him, he turned his head to say goodbye to Mr. Pirate, but at this moment, Mr. Pirate suddenly He took Sewell's hand.

"What, why...?"

Sewell pulled his hand back, but the opponent was quite strong and didn't want to hurt anyone, so he didn't break free all at once.Sewell looked at Mr. Pirate in bewilderment, completely oblivious to Draco's growing annoyance.

"Christmas gift." The other party said briefly, let go of Sewell's hand, took out a box, and put it in front of Seville: "Merry Christmas."

"Ah..." Sewell was stunned for a moment, then he came back to his senses, took the beautifully packaged box, and said, "Thank you—"

"Boom!" Sewell's speech was interrupted by a loud noise, which made him almost throw the box in his hand out, but a second before he threw it out, he was surprised to find that the box in his hand The box exploded—

It turned into a large cluster of pink flowers.