[Comprehensive] There is a small beggar among us

Della Sci-fi apparated to the previous room and found a few lines of words written by magic floating in the room, the handwriting was very scribbled: "Tell me about your situation - ss"

Draco couldn't help rubbing his forehead, the situation was too chaotic before, and then the slap was too high, he completely forgot Professor Snape to the back of his head, he shrunk the broom, put it in his pocket, and called out to himself The Patronus sent the professor a message: "Sorry, it was an emergency, but everything is normal now." Then Apparated back to Sewell.

When Draco came back, the restaurant had just delivered the steaks for the two of them. Sewell poked the chicken steaks with a fork and saw Draco's eyes lit up, but his attention was obviously not on Draco: "Come on, hungry dead."

Draco looked at Sewell's eyes full of food, and suddenly felt a little uncomfortable. He said oh, and sat opposite Sewell, and said in a neutral tone: "I just saw Professor Snape."

Sewell almost spit out the water he was drinking. He cleared his throat and said calmly, "What did you say?"

Draco took a sip of the drink that came with the meal, and lied to him calmly: "Ask me how to solve my dick?"

"——!!! You, you, you, what did you say?" Sewell stammered nervously.

"Tell the truth." Draco said lightly. Seeing Sewell's collapsed expression, he couldn't help being in a good mood. He stretched out his hand, patted his head and said, "What are you afraid of, parents are not a problem."

Sewell let out an "Ah" with a loveless expression, and after a while, he slowly tasted it, his eyes began to shine a little bit, and his expression was somewhat expectant and disbelieving: "What do you mean? "

Draco said slowly, "It means...we'll always be together."

Sewell stayed where he was, and then the blush spread from his ears a little bit. He was completely embarrassed to look at Draco, buried his face in his hands, took deep breaths repeatedly, and only put his hands down when his emotions stabilized a little bit. With his still warm ears, he glanced at Draco quickly, thinking bitterly in his heart: —— was teased.

It turned out that Draco would say nice things when he pulled up his pants.

He buried himself in the food, giggling hehe.

Xavier Malfoy hasn't been quite right lately.

This point has been discovered by his teammates, teammates and even the audience watching the game.

It's not that he's not good, on the contrary, he's playing so well that it cuts off other people's lives.

He no longer restrained his strength, and no longer showed mercy. From the beginning of the game, he chased the ball and hit the ball to the place where it could play the most important role.As long as Sewell is there, no matter if the opponent is the Chaser preparing to attack, or the Seeker has spotted the Snitch, within two seconds, there will definitely be a Quaffle roaring towards you. Lost an attack opportunity, if you don't hide, the team doctor outside the field is waiting for you.

Force you, or give up, or end.

After a few games, Durmstrang's hatred value reached the highest in history.

In the past, Durmstrang was just an unattainable mountain, but because this mountain was too high, the other teams calmed down. Anyway, no one can win the first place, so it is good to grab the second place.

But now, this unattainable mountain that was originally standing still suddenly moved, and it hurt two of your team members...

Although it is said that in the magic world, trauma is easy to heal, but if you accidentally lie in the hospital for a day or two, this will greatly affect the subsequent games, which will inevitably make people angry, and some even start to stop the joint , refusing Sewell to play.

It is naturally impossible not to let Sewell participate in the game. Quidditch is a brutal sport, and it is normal to abolish one or two players in a single game. Besides, Sewell did not even commit a foul except for the first game.

Sewell's anomaly is that he reacts too quickly and maximizes the role of the Bludger in the game. On the other hand, he has too much strength and no one can stop him.

The association rejected the joint name, and then they said that Sewell must have taken an illegal potion. In this regard, the European Underage Quidditch Association conducted a public test.They first made sure that Sewell hadn't taken any potions, and then gave him a bat, and asked him to hit the Bludger against a thick iron plate after the Bludger was fattened up.

Sewell weighed the bat and smiled heartily: "Why is it so troublesome?" Then he held both ends of the bat with both hands, and he didn't see how hard he was, when he heard a click, the bat broke into pieces two paragraphs.Then with a swing of his right hand, he threw half of the bat directly onto the iron plate, and a quarter of it was embedded in it.

The onlookers looked at the monster dumbfounded, and Sewell smiled and patted away the dust that was not there on his hands, and said, "You can go."

In the end, the turmoil was mediated by the association. The president called Sewell and Krum to have an in-depth conversation. The president of the European Underage Quidditch Association is a black, thin, monkey-like Old man, he patted Sewell and Krum on the shoulders, praised them as the future stars of Europe, and then had a long talk that lasted seven hours.

When Sewell came out of his office, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The rest of the school team were waiting at the door, and the impatient ones were also a little impatient. Seeing the two coming out, Lachlief waved to them quickly.

"What's the matter with Sewell?" Lachlief asked first, and the team members next to him all looked curious. They were the beneficiaries of Sewell's "abnormality", and they didn't feel disgusted about it, just curious.

Sewell stretched his waist and said, "Well, I'm a little excited..."

"Why are you excited?"

Sewell made a gesture of Xizi holding his heart, twisted his buttocks, and said with a swaying face: "I'm in love."

At the beginning, no one took it seriously, they were all joking and talking about what to do with Krum. Later, I found that although Sewell's movements were exaggerated and funny, his expression was really happy, and the red eyes were full of spring.The scene fell silent in an instant, and Ruckerleaf looked a little panicked, looked at Krum cautiously, and shut his mouth.

Krum's complexion was a bit bad. He pulled Sewell over and asked with a sullen face, "Is it true?"

Sewell nodded, with a smile on his face.

"who is it?"

Sewell turned his head and said nothing.Love can not be hidden from others, but the person in love must not be said. Krum is a little angry and sad. Although Sewell has clearly rejected him from the beginning, but before he can anesthetize himself, he still has a chance. But now, there is no chance at all.

Sewell didn't say who that person was, and when Krum wanted to continue to press, Draco, who had never had much sense of presence, suddenly pulled Sewell out of Krum, and then threw a newspaper to Krum. on Tom.

"Have you seen this?" Draco clenched his jaw and said, "After reading it, decide what to say."

Krum frowned with two thick and black sword eyebrows, shook the newspaper, opened it and glanced at it, then his expression changed.His nose flapped violently, looking furious and disappointed, his hawk-like eyes fixed on Draco and Seville: "Aren't you going to explain?"

"...that's the truth," Sewell said.

"Is that why you rejected me?" He held up the newspaper and asked hoarsely.

Sewell shook his head: "No..." He said seriously, "Even without this, I wouldn't fall in love with you."

Krum stared at him for a while without saying a word, and then apparated and disappeared with two "pops", and the newspaper fell to the ground, revealing the headlines of the day, still in bold characters— —

"Malfoy is a disciple of the Dark Lord, and will take over Grindelwald Pharmaceuticals!"

The faces of the people in the school team are also different. They have different impressions of Gellert. Some people hate him deeply, while others think he is great... This time, before they could say anything, Draco pulled Apparated with Sewell.

After returning to the room, Sewell also looked worried: "Can we get along well in the future?"

Draco snorted coldly, and spread his hands out to show he didn't care: "There are still two more games to finish the game, and the batter doesn't affect the cooperation."

"That's not the problem!" Sewell tugged at his hair: "Didn't you say you want to have a good relationship?"

Draco touched his chin, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Yes...but Gellert alone is more important than all Durmstrang's current students combined."

Another ten hours later, the next morning, there was a knock on Seville and Draco's door.

"...Krum?" Sewell opened the door in a daze, and said, "Is there a game today?"

"...No." Krum's eyes were bloodshot, and his voice was even hoarse than yesterday. He stared at Sewell, and said with difficulty after a while, "Can we still be friends?"

Sewell just came to his senses at this moment, nodded in a daze, and then he was a little embarrassed, and murmured: "Sorry..."

Although he didn't know what was wrong with him, he still felt guilty.

Krum shook his head and said in a deep voice, "Call me Viktor."

Sewell looked up at him, and Krum smiled hastily, and said, "As friends... you can also call me Viktor."