[Comprehensive] There is a small beggar among us

Of course, Draco would not let him go in vain. There were engraved tracking magic patterns on his wallet, which were originally used to prevent thieves, but now it is used on his own brother, which is also ironic.

He lifted his lips and cleaned off the cream on his body. The most important thing he should do now is to find an antidote for the love potion, but for some reason, he was always flustered and didn't want to wait any longer.

Platinum nobles have always been extremely conceited. Although the panic in his heart was inexplicable, he still chose to trust. Without hesitation, he pointed in the direction with his wand, took Sewell's broom that fell on the ground, and cast an illusion on himself Curse, followed the direction pointed by the wand, and chased after him.

No one knows Sewell's ability to fly people better than Draco. He doesn't know the principle, but he can't glide with people, and he will fall if he doesn't fly too far.

Sure enough, I found it soon.

Draco looked at the two of you and me through the window of a Muggle hotel, feeling a little annoyed.But Ginny didn't look very happy, her face was pale, her hands were shaking, her eyes were shaking and she couldn't meet Sewell.Sewell also noticed something was wrong, and kept asking her if she was not feeling well, with a worried expression on her face.

Draco sneered outside the window, thinking that he was uncomfortable because he had a ghost in his heart-after a while, he saw Ginny said something to Sewell with a pale face, and then left Sewell alone In the room, he left by himself.

Such a good opportunity, Draco pushed open the window without hesitation and jumped in.

Seeing the window open suddenly, Sewell froze for a moment, then moved his nose and said, "Draco?"

Draco closed the window with his backhand, without dispelling his illusion spell, and asked in a deep voice, "How do you know it's me?"

Sewell wrinkled his nose cutely: "I smell you." He looked in Draco's direction and asked, "What are you doing here? So what if it's Ginny?"

"It's okay, let's see you." Draco casually said, but secretly frowned, because of the inexplicable uneasiness in his heart, he ran over without an antidote, and now he seemed to be unable to do anything except stand stupidly .

However, he had sent a message to Professor Snape, and he should be here soon.

The love potion is time-sensitive. If it is the powerful love potion produced by Weasley, it will last for 24 hours. Judging from the poor economic situation of the red mole mole, the most likely thing is to get it from the twins. Medicine, Draco was sure he didn't want to stand here and stare at them all day: "I'm going to see Ginny," he said to Sewell, "Don't worry, I won't hurt her now. "

Although under the effect of the love potion, Sewell looked extraordinarily stupid, but his trust in Draco seemed to be intact. Hearing this, he nodded carelessly, and added stupidly: "Then don't speak suddenly , it’s not good to scare her.”

Draco gritted his teeth and had to respond.

He stepped lightly, and followed the direction Ginny left, and saw Ginny was sitting on the table in the living room, with her hands twisted together, her eyes fixed on a large pile of potions on the table. , Just like staring at something that kills a father and an enemy, the Disillusionment Curse is no better than an invisibility cloak, and it will not eliminate sound and smell. Draco didn't dare to get too close, and looked at her coldly at the door.

After a while, Ginny wiped her eyes, took a small bottle of potion from the table, twisted it away, and drank it in one gulp.He took another bottle and stuffed it into his pocket.

Ginny's hands were shaking a little, and her movements were not fast. When she stuffed the bottle into her pocket, Draco saw a small beige logo on the packaging of the bottle. The huge wave, the hand holding the wand almost came directly to an Avada——

Not enough love potions?She still needs aphrodisiac || medicine?

Fortunately, his rationality told him that there was a delirious Sevier outside, and if he attacked Ginny now, it might be possible for Sevier to show some kind of demon moth, so he suppressed his anger, squeezed his mouth into a slit, and watched as Ginny took that The bottle of medicine was poured into a glass of juice, then he carried it into the room with shaking hands, and showed it to Sewell.

When Sewell was about to take it happily, Draco lifted the disillusionment spell and snatched the cup.Sewell was taken aback, stared at Draco in disbelief and asked, "Ginny gave it to me...Why did you snatch it? Do you like Ginny too?"

"...Here is the medicine."

"How is it possible?!" Sewell yelled, "Ginny loves me so much, why did she give me medicine?" Said it was impossible, but Sewell couldn't help but asked again: "What medicine is it?"

Draco glanced at him, and said two words coldly: "□□."

Sewell was stunned for two seconds, and then his cheeks turned red. He turned his head to Ginny and said shyly, "Hey, just say it... But we are still a little young." In Seville's heart, 14 years old It's too early to fuck.

Ginny had been devastated since Draco appeared, and she sat slumped on the ground, but now her eyes lit up a little, and she stretched out her hand to Seville and said, "Then we—"

Sewell's face became even redder, and he stared at Ginny obsessively, unable to speak.

In this chaos, Draco suddenly said: "Not only did she give you aphrodisiac ||||||, she also gave you a love potion." He laughed softly: "Otherwise, how could you Will you fall in love with her?"

Sewell didn't believe it, not only didn't believe it, but also reached out to snatch the juice from Draco's hand: "Ginny gave it to me, if she wants, I'll drink it."

Draco felt bad when he reached out his hand to snatch it. He threw it directly and Sewell would definitely catch it. If he put it in his hand, he would be snatched away again. In desperation, he poured the cup into his mouth and drank the ginseng himself. Filled juice.

The potion took effect almost immediately, Draco's face quickly climbed into two blushes, his breathing became short of breath, he was even a little unsteady, he leaned against the wall, he didn't even give Ginny a look out of the corner of his eye, gray blue His eyes were frighteningly bright, he stared at Sewell and said word by word: "You are not allowed to drink—"

Sewell was terrified: "Why did you eat it? Where can I find you a girl? What if I'm suffocated?" Sewell reached out to help Draco, but found that his skin was extremely hot , I couldn't help but panic even more: "It's okay if I drink it-we really love each other, what should you do if you drink it?"

The raging heat on his body made Draco feel bad, he closed his eyes, grabbed Sewell's forearm with one hand, pulled him down to his side, then leaned forward, and said in a hoarse voice: "Say Yes, it's a love potion."

Draco's voice was nice at first, but now it was a little lazy. Sewell's legs were weak when he heard the hoarse and sexy voice, but he felt that it was wrong. He should be the one who loved Ginny. How could it be because of Draco's voice? Does Ke's voice make you feel emotional?

He was a little confused, and said indiscriminately: "We are true love...how could it be a love potion? If you don't believe me, I will prove it to you."

Draco raised his eyelids with difficulty, and snorted, "Proof?"

"I'm a drunken laugher," Sewell said logically, "Even if I'm poisoned, I can still recover."

"……Ha ha."

Draco laughed lightly, let go of his hand, pulled the corner of his mouth, drew a half-smile arc, looked at him and said, "Then you use that drunken laugher, and then tell me you love her."

Ginny, who was on the ground, let out a hysterical cry. She seemed to want to stop it, but Sewell had already started to exercise: "I laughed and went crazy--"

Ginny threw herself on him and begged him to stop, but she couldn't interrupt Sewell, and for a person who had been playing Beggars for three years, it was already a principle engraved in his bones not to interrupt the Drunken Laughing Man.

Draco let out a low laugh.

Ten seconds later, Sewell's drunken fist stroked for the last time, he stopped in place, glanced at Ginny unpredictablely, then turned to Draco who was leaning against the wall, his lips trembled, and finally said: " Sorry—is there an antidote?"

Draco was already extremely hot, and the place was also very energetic. He waved to him and motioned him to help him up: "Professor Snape is on his way."

Sewell snorted, and cast a petrifying spell on Ginny neatly, helping Draco up.

The moment their skins touched each other, both of them flinched. Sewell was burned by the heat of Draco's body, and Draco felt a coolness flowing into his dry limbs along the touched place, making him He is very comfortable.He turned his head and looked at Sewell. Sewell's gray-blue eyes were frightened at the moment, staring round, but the eyes were clear, and his light beige lips were slightly opened——

Draco wrapped his arms around the man's neck, pulled Sewell down, and kissed him firmly.

Sewell was dumbfounded, but Draco didn't let go of him after kissing him. He put his chin on Sewell's shoulder and said into his ear: "Do you remember the taste of the cake with the love potion?"

"White, the smell of white musk..." Sewell stammered, he began to realize what happened, and his face turned red a little.

"The smell of the love potion depends on personal preference, that is to say, you will smell the smell of the person you love." Draco whispered in Seville's ear, "Then Seville smells mine. Does it taste?"

of course--

Draco smelled of white musk and gentian that had never changed for thousands of years.

Sewell felt that the world was crazy, his face was so hot, his heart was beating wildly, he couldn't say a word, he could only listen to Draco's deep and melodious voice bewitching in his ear. : "Looks like it is."

"What a coincidence—I smell you too." Draco stood up straight suddenly, holding Seville firmly in his arms with one arm, changing from a role of relying on others to restraining others Sevier's legs were weak, but Draco's arms, which seemed weak just now, became extremely strong. The temperature on Draco's body was frighteningly high, and the scorching breath enveloped Sevier inside.

He looked into Sewell's eyes, and said slowly, "Professor Snape should be coming soon—"

"Ah?" Sewell asked blankly, then nodded again: "Oh."

Draco laughed again, he smiled like a cat that stole the smell, very happy: "But what should I do if I don't want to drink the antidote?"