[Comprehensive] There is a small beggar among us

Johnny stared at the candle suspended in mid-air, and the completely unrecognizable room inside, his face changed and changed, and finally stabilized.

He tried his best to look calm, and said in a tight voice: "Everything is going well, the necessary items have been packed and sent to the Titanic, and the clothes you need will be delivered tomorrow, including Four sets of dresses, five sets of ordinary clothes, three sets of home clothes, two dozen handkerchiefs, and some other necessities."

Draco waved his wand, and the newly decorated sofa ran over on four legs and stopped in front of the two of them. As soon as Draco sat on the sofa, a square dark green pillow jumped into his arms .

He caressed the pillow absently, looked up at Mr. Housekeeper who had a pale face, and said, "What about the others?"

"I have bought all the necessities of life, according to the preferences that Master Sewell said." Johnny took out a water slip, put it on the tray and placed it next to Draco: "Can you see if there is anything that needs to be changed?"

"Also about the interior decorations in the room..." Johnny smiled wryly: "...I originally wanted to ask you what type you like, but now it seems...it seems unnecessary."

Draco snorted: "Of course it's not necessary, we can do it ourselves." He raised an eyebrow and asked meaningfully: "Is there anything else to say?"

"Yes," Johnny said, taking a deep breath, "thank you for your trust—I'll keep it a secret for you."

"..."

Johnny's reaction exceeded the two's expectations, but they were also happy to see that, in fact, having a housekeeper who could help cover was very useful, and no one had entered their room until they boarded the Titanic. =

The specifications of the stateroom on the Titanic were similar to the conditions of the dormitory for the two in Durmstrang. The more luxurious facilities than expected made Draco look a little happier. He put two deck chairs above the private deck, and Seth Weir enjoyed the sunshine together, and inspected Sewell's Russian progress sentence by sentence.

When the atmosphere was so lazy that one was about to fall asleep, Johnny came in with a business card, and whispered in Draco's ear, "Mr. Carl Hockley is here to visit."

Draco waved his hand like a fly, and said impatiently, "No—he's nothing."

Sewell was holding the book, looking like I wanted to see it very much, Draco turned a blind eye to it, and waved his hand to urge Johnny to refuse.

Of course, Johnny would not relay the original words to Mr. Hockley's butler, he just said that his master doesn't like to see guests, but even this is surprising enough. Since serving the Hockley family, there are very few butlers who have received rejection. Show a 'do you know what the surname Hockley stands for' expression.

If it was in the past, Johnny would agree, and even send out some friendly signals for the master, but now in his heart, even Mr. Hockley can’t compare with his master, at least they certainly can’t hold the candle in the air— —

He raised his chin reservedly, turned and returned to the room.

The young masters did not hire a maid, but he was very busy.

After two days like this, Sewell felt that he couldn't be idle this afternoon, so he pulled Draco out of the cabin, and complained as he walked: "I can't feel anything when I stay in the room all day. ——" He said righteously, and ignored Draco's resistance, leading the man to the deck outside.

Then the two of them didn't take two steps, and saw a handsome young man teaching a lady to spit.

"Merlin—Muggles are too scary—" Draco turned his head and walked back without any hesitation, with a livid face, and said firmly, "I want to go back to my room!"

Sewell looked at Jack and Rose happily, but he was dragged back to the room by Draco abruptly.

"I'll hold back—" Sewell said with an unhappy face, when Draco frowned and wanted to speak, a ball of white light suddenly appeared in his chest pocket, the platinum noble was stunned for a moment, Then he reached out and took out the timer that was inside.

Sure enough, the timer was glowing, Sewell subconsciously pulled Draco's arm closer, looked at the hourglass, and said a little uneasily, "Isn't it time yet?"

Draco didn't speak, and quickly put on armor for the two of them.

The white light became more and more intense, and the piercing two had to close their eyes. Even so, there was still a vast expanse of whiteness in front of them. Then, they could feel the air around them fluctuate, and a huge gravitational force sucked the two of them together. Going in, with the previous experience, the brothers were quite calm this time, but at the last moment, they heard Johnny yelling, and then Sewell felt his arm being grabbed severely.

When their feet landed on the ground again, the two brothers looked at Johnny who came with them, and looked at each other, feeling a little helpless.

Draco used a time magic, and a trace of helplessness flashed in his blue-gray eyes: "1940... Should I be glad that our time is at least a little closer?"

"Where's the timer?"

"...still going down." Draco stared at the hourglass in his hand, and now more than half of the sand in the hourglass had flowed down, and said, "If there are no accidents, we can still go back normally."

Sewell snorted, feeling less uneasy in his heart. He pointed to the stunned but strong and calm butler Mr. Housekeeper: "What about Johnny?"

"...Let's take it back together and talk about it." Draco replied helplessly.

Johnny felt a lot more relaxed when he heard this, with a smile on his face: "You are causing trouble to the young master."

Draco snorted through his nose, and said in his usual mocking tone, "It's good to know."

At this time, a girl's crisp laughter came faintly from a distance, and a man was saying something loudly, but the distance was too far to hear clearly.

Sewell made a questioning gesture, asking to see who it was, and Draco waved his hand impatiently, motioning him to go and come back.

This island is not too big, and there is a rising mountain in the middle that will block the view. Sewell flew to the peak, hid on a rock and looked down secretly, and saw a man and a woman playing on the beach. He's quite cute, and the man is even more handsome. He only wears a pair of shorts and his upper body is covered.

Sewell could hear the conversation between the two, it should be in Russian, and he could understand a few words in it, saying something like "seeing" and "wind". Then, he saw the man holding a The bouquet of flower petals was thrown into the air, controlling the wind to circle around the two of them a few times.

The girl was surrounded by wind petals and laughed again.

Handsome men and beautiful women and flowers fluttering in the wind are romantic like fairy tales.

"...I really know how to pick up girls." Sewell couldn't help but sigh.

"I think so too." A strange voice suddenly sounded next to his ears, Sewell subconsciously called Nie Yun, and moved away from the spot about ten meters away before looking back.

It was a very handsome blond young man, leaning on the stone that Sewell had just hid from, looking at him with a smile.The most surprising thing is that he holds a wand in his hand and wears a wizard robe.

The style appears to be German.

Sewell couldn't help pursing his lips tightly. He was very sure that when he just flew up, there was no one here.

For this young man who appeared suddenly, Sewell couldn't help but increase his vigilance, silently asked Baifeng to go to Draco, let him take precautions, put on a vigilant posture, and asked: "Who are you? "

The young man smiled brightly, showing his kind white teeth: "My name is Gellert, Gellert Grindelwald."

Sewell felt like he was hallucinating.

And the person who called himself Gellert continued to ask with a smile: "Are you human? I just saw that you can fly—"