[Comprehensive] There is a small beggar among us

After saying goodbye to the fashion king, Sewell also said goodbye to Johnny and the perfumer.

He wandered around leisurely outside by himself, waited for the effect of the Polyjuice Potion to wear off, changed back into his clothes, then took out the double-way mirror from his pocket, and shouted Draco's name: "Draco Malfoy!"

The fog in the mirror slowly disappeared, and the handsome face of the platinum nobleman appeared behind the mirror. He glanced lazily at Sewell and asked, "It's over?"

"Well," Sewell nodded, a little surprised that Draco didn't show any impatience on his face, he was actually ready to be scolded, and asked with a wink, "Where are you?"

Draco didn't speak, and turned the double-sided mirror to the outside, and a magnificent Gothic church was reflected in the mirror.

Sewell took a breath and said in disbelief: "Notre Dame de Paris?

Draco gave a casual grace: "It seems to be called this."

Sewell couldn't help laughing: "Draco read the Muggle travel guide?"

"Just walk around while you're here." Draco turned the mirror back, holding the mirror with one hand, and put the strands of hair on his forehead back in place with the other, and said lazily, "No Not to mention...it looks pretty good."

—Draco will praise Muggles?

Doesn't the sun come out from the west?

Sewell couldn't help laughing brightly, hey hey hey hey hey hey hey at the double-sided mirror, this smiling face looked a bit awkward to Draco, he couldn't help scowling, and said in a cold voice: "Can you find this place?"

The opponent nodded.

"That's good." Draco nodded: "I'll wait for you here." After speaking, he quickly hung up the double-sided mirror.

Sewell was not annoyed by the unilateral disconnection of communication, he hummed the song he heard in his previous life and walked towards the subway, while walking, he thought proudly: Draco is less and less disgusted with Muggles now, does he have his own What about credit?

While he was having fun, someone tapped him on the shoulder. He turned around and saw a very decent middle-aged white man in a suit. He smiled at him friendly and asked in English, "You just sang your own song." Is it?"

Sewell was stunned, and recalled what song he sang just now... Then he shook his head: "It's not mine, but I heard it sung by others."

The man showed a disappointed expression, and then said expectantly: "Then do you know the contact information of the original author?" He took out his business card and handed it to Sewell: "I am a music producer for Time Warner."

Sewell shook his head in embarrassment, and did not accept his business card. It happened to be the subway station where he was going to get off, so he waved his hand in a hurry and said, "Sorry... I don't know, I just heard it by accident. I have to go." After finishing speaking, he didn't look at that person again, and got off the subway along with the crowd.

No matter how thick-skinned Sewell is, he is also embarrassed to attribute other people's hard work to his own work.

It wasn't until he saw Draco that Sewell's embarrassment disappeared. He forgot what happened just now, looked at Draco who was standing outside the church with his pockets in his pocket, and couldn't help muttering with some jealousy: "So handsome."

This was the first time he saw Draco wearing Muggle clothes - a khaki plaid shirt, black slacks, and a camel trench coat. His light blonde hair was combed up to reveal his perfect facial features, handsome Terrible... Sewell has noticed that many girls around are looking at this side, eager to get in touch.

"Who bought it for you?" Sewell felt his teeth itch and wanted to bite.

"Myself." Draco glanced at him quickly, and continued to look at the world-famous cathedral with his pocket: "Wearing wizard clothes is too conspicuous in the Muggle world. I heard that this brand is from London." ..." The platinum nobleman paused for a moment, then condescendingly said: "It's not bad."

Of course it's good - Sewell opened his mouth to talk, but a girl with big boobs in a miniskirt suddenly stepped on high heels and walked up to Draco, smiling coquettishly and sending out an invitation: "Can you give me your phone number?"

Draco frowned slightly: "I don't have a phone."

The girl saw that Draco was wearing a famous brand, and she couldn't believe it. She took two steps forward, shook her upper body, parted her red lips, and said, "It's just a phone number...don't be so stingy."

The girl was inserted between Seville and Draco, and from Seville's point of view, the breasts were going to be attached to Draco.

A nameless fire ignited, Sewell mercilessly grabbed the girl's arm and pulled it back, raised his eyebrows and said, "What are you doing?"

The girl was suddenly staggered, and she was also a little annoyed. She felt that this person was really inexplicable, so she said impatiently: "I'm talking to your brother." It means don't interrupt.

Sewell became even angrier. He thought that this is the Muggle world anyway, so even if the whole world knew about it, he wouldn't come out. He regained his confidence in an instant, his eyebrows and eyes became sharper, his chin raised, and he said arrogantly: "Isn't this my brother."

The girl wants to say who cares if this is your brother, just don't get in the way.

Then Sewell snorted coldly, but proudly announced: "This is my boyfriend!"

The girl's complexion suddenly changed, and seeing that the other person didn't intend to refute, she knew that she was being abrupt this time, so she whispered a word of "excuse me", and then ran away in a hurry.

Then, Sewell, who stayed where he was still fighting, heard Draco smile lightly——

The heart-scratching laughter reached Sewell's ears, and his back felt cold for a moment.

Draco repeated with a low smile: "Not a brother? A boyfriend?"

Sewell blushed, he thought Draco would mock, but the other party nodded thoughtfully: "That's actually not bad." Then he gestured to the side with his chin, and said with a half-smile: "Since it is Boyfriend, do you want to come too?"

Sewell looked in the direction he indicated, and found a couple who were inseparable from each other and hugged each other like glue.

His face turned even redder, as if his whole body was about to explode, but he still forced his head to meet Draco's playful gaze, for no other reason than he felt that the other party invited him like this, and he was not a man if he only cared about being shy , so he took a step in Draco's direction—

This step has not yet been taken, Draco has already strode over, his left arm directly hugged the man in his arms, his right hand pinched his chin, and kissed him when the mouth was right.

Before Sewell could react, his mouth was filled with another person's tongue and breath, his blue eyes were wide open, reflecting the sky full of white doves flapping their wings, and Draco was so handsome that it was breathtaking s face.

So handsome... he thought dazedly.

The breath blends, and it will last for a long time.

After kissing enough, Draco let go, rubbed his mouth near Sewell's ear, and said in a hoarse voice: "The Muggles just said that couples who kiss here will stay together forever."

Sewell's eyes were red from being kissed, he reached out and grabbed Draco's arm, his voice trembling: "When will you believe what Muggles say..."

Draco straightened up and opened the distance between the two of them a little so that they could see each other's faces. He looked into Sewell's eyes and smiled: "After meeting you?"

Sewell was teased and trembled all over, Draco saw this, and his expression became more cheerful, and he slowly moved closer to Sewell's face, the distance between the two was so close that the breath sprayed on each other's faces, Draco He said in a low voice, "Suddenly I found out that it's not bad to have a letter."

The two kissed again.

Until he was apparated into a hotel room and pressed onto the bed, Sewell couldn't control his beating heart. He felt that if Draco wanted to chase someone, then probably only Dumbledore Can resist his charm...

Maybe Gellert?

The next morning, Sewell opened his eyes in a daze, pushed Draco who was still lying on top of him, and asked in confusion, "Where is this?"

The platinum nobleman who was woken up was a little dissatisfied. He gnawed at Sewell's mouth in retaliation for a while, and when Sewell's breath was no longer stable, he released him in satisfaction and said, "The Leaky Cauldron."

"England?" Sewell woke up, and he glanced at Draco with some surprise: "You apparated here directly from France?"

Draco was too lazy to answer such idiotic questions, rolled over from Seville onto the bed, reached out his hand, pulled him into his arms, and closed his eyes lazily: "Sleep a little longer, the opening today, there are some things to do busy."

Sewell thought to himself, why don't you get up quickly?But he never said much about Draco's decision, that is, he got out of Draco's arms and ran to wash.

At ten o'clock, New Grindelwald Pharmaceutical officially opened.

Diagon Alley was full of people from all over the UK to join in the fun. They watched the ribbon-cutting scene and exclaimed one after another.

"My God...that's Minister Scrimgeour!" Scrimgeour was the former Auror who had replaced Fudge as the new Minister for Magic.

"And Dumbledore!" said a curly-haired woman in disbelief.

"See that boy?" said an old wizard with long nails. "That's Harry Potter!"

In fact, there are many other big people, but those people's faces are not familiar to the common people. Most people only recognize faces that often appear in the Daily Prophet, such as the Minister of Magic, the greatest white wizard, and the savior.

But even so, it is enough for these people to discuss. In their hearts, Harry Potter and Dumbledore are the justice of Britain, and these symbols of justice appear in the same place as Malfoy's shop, which is enough for them to Redefine Malfoy.

Sewell hid in the crowd and listened to everyone's discussions. If someone said something good about the Malfoy family, he would show a smile, and when he heard some vicious guesses, he would secretly remember his appearance and prepare to settle the score afterwards.

The host was someone else, Draco just had to stand on the stage and act aggressively, he stood between Dumbledore and Harry, his gray-blue eyes aimlessly glanced at the crowded crowd below Sweep, and finally fixed on Sewell.

Sewell, who was drilling around in the crowd, felt a substantial gaze, and couldn't help turning his head to look back.

Draco flashed him a smile that seemed very evil to Sewell, but was just handsome to others.Then his eyes slowly slid down Sewell's face, neck, collarbone, chest, and abdomen, and finally landed on his buttocks.

Sewell felt a pain in his butt, and subconsciously wanted to reach out to cover it, but he held back anyway, and gave Draco a hard look.

Draco was on the stage, his expression was a little more satisfied.

On the other side of the stage, Lucius Malfoy tightly grasped the staff in his hand.