[Comprehensive] There is a small beggar among us

If it was the past, when Draco said he couldn't read it, then Sewell would never have read it, but this time, for some reason, he always felt inexplicably flustered, so he got up in the middle of the night to read those letters.

He lit a small lamp, and quickly read the letters. They were all talking about homely things, and they looked the same as usual... except that there were a few sentences that mentioned the issue of New Grindelwald's shares, Draco It seems that the shares are going to be transferred to another person, and then Lucius is very dissatisfied with this.

Sewell was a little strange, he had seen how much energy Draco had put into that company, and it was about to be transferred soon.But he continued to read, and there was no more important information, so he turned off the light and crawled back to bed.

Draco, who was sleeping soundly, seemed to feel that there was a familiar person next to him, he reached out and hugged him in his arms, and continued to sleep.

Sewell squinted and rubbed against him, suppressed the doubts in his heart, and fell asleep.

The next morning, Draco came to his desk, looked up and down, frowned slightly, and the first sentence was: "Did you read the letter last night?"

Sewell readily admitted.

"Do you see anything wrong?" Draco took out the stack of letters from the drawer, flipping through them seemingly inadvertently.

Sewell shook his head: "No, and I don't understand why you don't let me see..." He paused, and asked again: "Because you want to transfer the new Grindelwald? Sell it? Are you short of money?"

Draco replied succinctly: "Gift."

Sewell was even more confused. He felt that there was nothing he could hide from him... He couldn't help but wonder: "——Could it be that you want to give the pharmacy to some wild man?" The word wild man is still from German. It came out of Laco's mouth, he always said that about Krum.

The calmness on Draco's face suddenly shattered, he could not hold back, and finally picked up a book next to his hand and threw it on Sewell's head, and said unbearably: "I want to give it to you!"

This time Sewell was really taken aback, and after a while he said slowly, "No wonder Dad objected so much."

Draco rolled his eyes and muttered, "Gryffindor troll."

The two are now following the school team for the final training camp on a small island in Northern Europe, and there are still two games left. Now Durmstrang ranks first in points, but it is not far behind Hogwarts. For this championship , No one wants to have any accidents, and Krum arranges the training very tightly.

When he arrived at the training ground, Lachlief smiled at Sewell. There was something strange in that smile, but it was kind.

"What's wrong?" Sewell blinked.

The goalkeeper of Durmstrang hammered Sewell with his elbow and whispered: "I heard that you have received an invitation from the Gals Feather Team?"

Sewell realized it all at once. He had heard that Lachlief had signed a contract with Gals Feather Team, and he planned to officially become a goalkeeper as soon as he graduated, but he didn't notice that he was also receiving—

From the beginning of this school cup, he has received invitations from many clubs in various European countries. At the beginning, he wrote a letter of rejection carefully, but later he sent too many letters, so he left them there when he couldn’t return. up.He smiled apologetically, and said vaguely: "It seems to be..."

Seeing his expression, Lachlief could not help but frowned and asked, "You don't want to continue playing?"

Sewell nodded without hesitation: "After the end of this year, I also retired from the school team... There are too many things to do, and I can't play all the time."

Lachreef was a little regretful: "You are very suitable to be a professional golfer... If you come, women all over Europe will be crazy about you."

——Handsome, fly well, attract topics, and have rich parents.

The point is, Sewell wasn't the type of guy who seemed interested in the kind of work your prince would normally do.

With Draco, Sewell didn't care about making women crazy. He just wanted to make more money, or do something down-to-earth to help Draco support Malfoy's generation.

Of course, he just thought about it himself, and didn't say it out loud.

In fact, if he said it, Draco would tell him that you can do whatever you want, you don’t need to think too much, and the children of the Malfoy family are the best golfers, the kind who are so good that they can make their ancestors shine .

After Lachlief left, Draco and Sewell flew side by side into the sky. In the sky, Draco suddenly asked, "What do you want to do in the future?"

"Make money, do business." Sewell said naturally: "Didn't I say that, I will make money in the future, and you go to the Ministry of Magic to cover me."

"You still remember." Draco squinted at him.

"Have you forgotten?" Sewell asked.

Draco shot him a quick glance, "I thought you forgot."

"what?"

"I still remember—you make money, I go to the Ministry of Magic, that's why I want to transfer the ownership of New Grindelwald to you—" Draco said expressionlessly: "I'm going to graduate this year, and I'm going to go directly to politics, and Ministry of Magic employees are not allowed to engage in business...didn't you know?"

Sewell was stunned for a moment, shook his head, and then asked again: "But Dad is also in the Ministry of Magic."

Draco controlled the broom and stopped in mid-air, Sewell also stopped next to him, his face was a little dazed, Draco stared at him intently, his eyes darkened, his thin lips moved, Said: "But mother is not here."

Draco's words were circling and circling in Sewell's brain. He tried hard to think about what Draco's words meant. He vaguely realized what Draco meant, but he still felt Didn't fully understand, but even these vague awareness made him blush.

Draco moved the broom, bringing the distance between the two of them closer, and continued: "The Malfoy family's business is all under the mother's name - every generation is like this, it's a habit... Husband Being in politics and doing business under the flag—the best cooperation, and this is one of the reasons why Malfoy has never had a divorce," he had a half-smile on his face: "So you know why Dad is so opposed."

Sewell turned pale with fright, and murmured, "Did you tell them?"

"No." Draco put a hand on his neck, pulled the man slightly towards him, and whispered, "But they know."

Sewell's eyes were a little wet, he let Draco pull himself over, and the two people who smelled sour in love kissed wantonly on the training ground.There was a gasp next to his ear, and from the corner of his eye, Sewell saw the school team standing beside him, staring at them.

Sewell was a little embarrassed, he stretched out his hand to push Draco away, but Draco refused to let him, his flexible tongue raged in Sewell's mouth, licking from the teeth to the tongue to the outer lips one by one, the kiss was complete, Then he let go of the person, and took a demonstrative look at the people with different expressions on the school team, and said slowly: "Start training?"

Sewell blushed and cleared his throat in embarrassment.

The whole day, the school team members were absent-minded during training. When the team broke up, Janice finally couldn't help it. He came over and asked cautiously, "Aren't you brothers?"

Sewell didn't expect them to struggle for so long, the first sentence was to ask this, he said, "No, I was adopted."

There are quite a lot of rumors about this story in the UK, but in Russia, the Malfoy family is not that famous, and most people don't think about it that much, and they take it for granted that Sewell and Draco are brothers.

Janice nodded, and said in a low voice: "No wonder... I said, children born to close relatives are prone to illness." Then he sighed again: "It's a pity Krum..." Then he left.

Sewell stayed where he was, dumbfounded, not knowing what to say.

That night, when Sewell was out riding, Krum suddenly appeared in front of him, looking like he had been waiting for a long time.

Sewell reined in the frightened horse, turned over from the horse, snapped his fingers and retracted Lifeisha, and asked a little embarrassedly: "Vicodo?"

Krum frowned tightly, looked at him in silence for a long time, and finally said, "When did it happen?"

Sewell was stunned for a moment, he wanted to say, do you think I am someone who will remember this kind of day and commemorate it?But fortunately, he understood Krum's meaning a second before he said it, and quickly said, "We just got together suddenly recently." Looking at Krum's face that was as heavy as black charcoal, he felt that his teeth were a little bit Sour, but still said: "Well... I am very grateful that you like me."

Another moment of silence.

Krum looked at Sewell's scrunched up face, and the irritability in his heart disappeared little by little.

His first reaction when he saw that scene before was that he was being tricked. Thinking of Sewell and Draco watching the scene of him being courteous like a joke, he couldn't help being furious and couldn't help coming to him to question him, and then Got that answer.

He was saying thank you for liking him.

Krum recalled that Sevier had seriously rejected him at the beginning, and his heart softened suddenly, his brows and eyes were a little less sharp. He thought it was Sevier...is he to be blamed for his current appearance?

It's just my own unwillingness to give up... But, I really like this person...

But then he remembered that this person already had a boyfriend, and they had a very good relationship and seemed to be a good match.

All the sweetness and tenderness that existed in fantasy disappeared in an instant, Krum had the desire to escape, he nodded hastily, grabbed the broom, jumped on it and flew away.

Sewell stayed where he was, recalling the strange freshwater shark that he encountered by chance, and Mr. Pirate who pulled him to dance, still a little bit embarrassed...

I won't meet you in the future.

There were too many people during the day, so he didn't have the nerve to continue to ask. After taking a shower at night, he pestered Draco to ask for details. Draco was annoyed by being pestered, so he pulled the person into his arms, gagged him and gnawed. Timeless.

"Why do you have so many things?" He raised his eyebrows, squinted at him, and said in an impatient tone, "This is none of your business."

Sewell choked and couldn't speak a word.

Draco groped on him, then whispered, "I'll be back in Durmstrang tomorrow."

"Oh...and then?"

"During the finals, Mom and Dad will come—" Draco showed a wicked smile: "If you want to know anything then, you can ask them yourself."