[Comprehensive] There is a small beggar among us

From the next day, Sewell was grounded.

Draco didn't allow him to step out of the room because the youngest son of the Malfoy family was abducted by wild men without paying attention - he couldn't explain to Lucius.

Sewell protested that he hadn't even seen the wild man's face, so where would he fall in love.

Unexpectedly, the platinum noble stood at the door with folded arms, and said with a cold snort, "It's just outside the door."

"……what?"

"I mean - the person who confesses to you and has a private meeting every morning is right outside the door!" Draco's resentment was about to materialize: "Do you dare to try out this door?"

……I can not.

Sewell shuddered, shut his mouth, and obediently studied in the room, waiting for Blaise to deliver meals to the room three times a day.

After three days like this, Sewell finally couldn't hold back any longer, he walked up to Draco and asked flatteringly, "Can I go out now?" He thought that it had been three days, that person would still be there, right?

"No—" Draco said firmly, his face full of impatience.

In fact, being in the room all day is also very annoying... The only good thing is that now in Durmstrang, there are no difficult guys targeting the transfer students, or the two of them want to stay in the room Impossible.

But how many days can this kind of day last?

According to Sewell's restless personality, he might run out of the window tonight for a night tour.

He remembered what Blaise said when he came to deliver the meal today: "The whole school knows that Krum sent flowers at the dance and was waiting for Sewell at the door of your room. You can't hide it." And: " Now they all say that Sewell's brother is a vicious parent who beats up the couple."

Beat mandarin ducks?Vicious parent?

Draco turned pale with anger, and angrily told Blaise to shut up and leave.

Thinking of his transformation from a popular lover in Slytherin to a vicious parent who beat mandarin ducks, and seeing Sewell's stupid face, the anger in his heart grew stronger, just when he was about to bully Sewell While exhaling, an owl fluttered in through the window and threw a package into Sewell's arms.

Sewell opened it and saw that it was a necklace sent to the goblin for repair.

He was very happy, took the chain around his neck, looked at the pendant for a long time, and suddenly said, "Why is there an extra timer?"

Draco frowned, and stretched his head to take a look. Sure enough, there was an hourglass timer under the two interlocking silver rings. It was tied to the silver rings by a thin thread. It was very secretive. won't find out.

The hourglass is very delicate, less than one centimeter in length. It is composed of two hollow glass spheres and a narrow connecting passage. The golden powder inside is in one of the glass spheres. Sewell shook the hourglass, but did not see the powder fall... ...maybe the channel in the middle is blocked.

"Draco, does yours have a timer?" Sewell looked at the delicate hourglass and thought it looked pretty.

Draco's eyebrows frowned even tighter, and he reached for the pen and parchment that were put aside: "No... I'll write another letter to ask what's going on, before that, don't act rashly, absolutely don't touch That hourglass—" He ordered a few words like this, but he was really worried about the little monster with thick hands and feet, and turned his head to ask Sewell to hand over the chain to him for safekeeping.

But as soon as he turned his head, he saw Sewell smirking at him apologetically.

Draco had a bad premonition, looked down, and found, a little weakly, that Sewell was holding the chain in his left hand and the hourglass that was obviously just torn off in his right.

...Could it be faster?

Before he could get angry, the space where Sewell was located began to fluctuate violently, and then a crack appeared in the space, swallowing Seville completely, leaving only one hand still outside.Draco could hear Sewell yelling, and was horrified.

He knew that what he should do at this moment is actually to stay away from here to ensure his own safety, but when he saw Sewell's exposed hand and unconsciously made a movement to grab something, his body was ahead of him. Consciousness made a decision, rushed forward and grabbed the hand. In an instant, a huge suction force sucked him into the gap. His vision was pitch black, and his whole body seemed to be spinning rapidly in the air. It pressed hard on his chest and limbs, and the severe pain made him suspect that he was about to be crushed into a pulp.

All Draco could do was squeeze Sewell's hand, and Sewell squeezed back harder.

The handshake made the two feel a little more at ease.

Fortunately, this difficult process was not long. After about ten seconds passed, Draco found that the pressure on his body disappeared, and his feet stepped on the hard ground. He blinked hard, and got used to the surrounding light for the first time. The first reaction was to go to Sewell, and be relieved to find him standing next to him, unharmed.

"Draco..." Sewell looked around in confusion: "Where is this?"

……where?

Only then did the platinum nobleman turn his attention from his younger brother to the surrounding environment.

"Merlin..." Draco's expression was a mixture of disbelief and disgust, and he turned back to look at Sewell again: "Is this the British Muggle fair?"

It is not appropriate to say that it is a market. In Sewell's view, it is just a commercial street with a lot of people. There are all kinds of shops lined up on both sides of the street...

There are noisy small hotels, clean and tidy flower shops, clothing stores crowded with people, candy stores crowded with children, and restaurants of all grades... There are many vendors on the street, hanging big boxes, offering to passers-by Selling cigarettes or newspapers, speaking a mouthful of British English.

There are many busy pedestrians around, and when they pass the two people in strange clothes, they will always take an extra glance.

This made Draco quite annoyed, he seemed so eager to teach these rare Muggles a lesson that he should scold Sewell the most now.

Sewell thought it was quite a novelty, but he still didn't forget that the two of them came to this place because of his low hand, so he didn't dare to say much... He decided to find a place where no one was around first, and then discuss the countermeasures afterwards.

When he took Draco's hand and walked towards a place where there were few people, a peddler suddenly came up to block their way with a pile of tickets in his hand, and peddled like a treasure: "Hey, sir, I want a boat. Tickets? Tickets for the maiden voyage of the Titanic! Absolutely rare!"

"No need—" When he bypassed the hawker blocking the way and continued to walk, he suddenly realized something and stopped: "Wait—" He twitched the corners of his mouth and asked, "You said... Titanic?" ?”

"Yes——!" The peddler seemed to be playing something, and his eyes lit up: "Titanic tickets! Absolutely discounted! Absolutely rare."

"Oh my God……"

"...Merlin's boxer briefs!"

Sewell pulled Draco to a small restaurant next to him, and ordered two servings of French fries and coffee with the expression of the platinum nobleman about to explode. He first expressed his apology sincerely, and then suggested that he had just come, Ze Anzhi wanted to take a vacation on the Titanic, and this proposal made Draco explode: "Are you kidding me?" Draco roared, "Don't want a solution to go back? Go on a trip instead?" He The gray-blue eyes became cold, staring at him as if he was meeting Sewell for the first time and said, "I can't imagine how worried Mom and Dad would be...but you still think about how to play?"

"I finally know what kind of white-eyed wolf the Malfoy family raised."

Sewell suddenly panicked, he thought that since it was "Titanic", he should be able to go back after the plot is over... But he didn't consider Draco's thoughts, he remembered that Draco pounced on him before Holding his hand, he felt very guilty. He thought for a while, took out the small hourglass in a panic and said: "I just saw the sand on the timer start to fall... I wondered if it was the sand on the timer. The time has passed, so you can go back naturally, and it’s just the Christmas holiday... I don’t think Karkaroff dared to tell mom and dad what we lost. We can go back before the Christmas break is over."

Draco's face brightened a little, he took the timer and found that the powder inside started to fall from one glass ball to another, but at a very slow speed.He thought for a while, tapped the bottom of the hourglass lightly with his wand, and said: "Left and right are separated."

The base of the hourglass fell off obediently, and Draco studied the rune engraved on the bottom of the hourglass for a while, and came to a conclusion similar to Sewell's.

But he relies on knowledge and experience... Sewell is guessing.

"Damn elf..." He put the timer in his pocket, with a look of disgust on his face: "I must tell my father when I go back, and let them pay a lot of compensation."

"Even so...it doesn't mean I'm going on a Muggle trip." Draco said with a cold face, "I'd rather stay in a wizard hotel."

Sewell waved his wand, used time magic, and said, "It's 1912...the time when Grindelwald's power just started to expand." Seeing Draco's disapproving expression, he continued to persuade: "Although It doesn't mean that they will definitely trouble us...but it's always good to avoid it, and didn't you tell me to study how to get money from Muggle wallets before?" Sewell blinked flatteringly: "Come with me to see Look, this trip is the most, er, most aristocratic in the Muggle world right now."

Draco still looked unwilling, but with a snort, Sewell knew that he had already succeeded in half, and tried harder to persuade, and finally Draco was impatient: "Okay—but only this time."

"Yeah!" Sewell nodded happily.

Draco rolled his eyes and said, "Even so, we still have to go to Diagon Alley once."

"Oh? Why?" Sewell was a little flustered, because he felt that there might not be any wizards in this world at all, but Draco gave him a contemptuous look and said, "Go to Gringotts to change money—could it be?" Do you have money from the Muggle world?"

"Will it follow suit?"

"Yes, yes - but -"

Draco didn't pay any attention to what Sewell said, grabbed his arm with his left hand, held his wand in his right, and directly Apparated.

"Papa--" two soft sounds, and the two moved from Southampton to London.

"...Merlin," Sewell looked at the familiar Diagon Alley, and opened his mouth again.

What kind of world did I come to?