[Comprehensive] There is a small beggar among us

The moment Professor McGonagall disappeared, the Gryffindor juniors surrounded Sewell and asked about his health.

Sewell was originally standing among the Slytherins, and I don't know if it was because they were too excited. They didn't even care about confronting the Slytherins, and directly inserted themselves into the Slytherin crowd up.

The Slytherins looked at these little Green Lanffindors wearing red ties, with their backs turned to them defenselessly, each of them wanted to throw a dozen curses...

In their impression, Gryffindor is still the kind of image that they will ridicule each other and even fight each other when they meet, but Gryffindor seems to have forgotten them.They suddenly realized that they had been away from Hogwarts for half a year. For the Gryffindors who had been living here, it had been a long time since they confronted Slytherin.

Those memories that I remember extremely deeply and vividly have faded in the memory of the other party.

For a moment, the Slytherins didn't know what expression to use to face this.

Fortunately, the seniors in Gryffindor are quite sensible. Harry pulled out the leading child with a non-smiling smile, and then turned to greet the students from Durmstrang: "Laugh! It's—do you want to show you around?"

Guests from afar shook their heads and refused.

Harry was not surprised by this. Most of the people who came here were not the first time, and from the perspective of Slytherin, they were going to be taken by a group of Gryffindor students to visit Hogwarts. I couldn't help but fight halfway through.He turned his head and smiled at Sewell: "You can go back to your dormitory, and your rooms—including Slytherin's—are the same."

Sewell signaled that he knew, and Harry left with the other students. After they left, Sewell could hear the relief of several Slytherin students beside his ears.

It was—he sighed mentally—it was awkward, too.

Then he began to think again: the race will be held the day after tomorrow, should we spend the whole day in the cabin today?Before making a decision, Draco took one of his hands and roughly dragged the person forward: "Let's go." The platinum noble said impatiently: "I'll stay in that rickety cabin again." Going to spit it out."

Sewell stumbled after him, and secretly rolled his eyes: the construction of the Durmstrang ship is full of magic, how could it be wobbly.

When he was dazed again, he found that the other Slytherins had also followed, and he couldn't help showing a little confused expression on his face, because the Slytherins all looked very reluctant to see Gryffindor just now, Seth Will thought they'd rather be in the cabin.

Blaise walked on the left side of them, reached out and patted Sewell's face frivolously and said, "We just don't want to visit the campus stupidly—"

Pansy covered her mouth and let out a giggle: "It should be - those who don't want to love each other and walk with those Gryffindors! That's just too scary."

A fifth grade girl next to her shrugged her shoulders exaggeratedly: "It was too scary just now, they stood in front of me, uh, less than one meter away, and then just ignored us!"

Daphne looked a little irritable, stomped her feet and said mockingly: "It sounds like you are sorry."

The girl thought about it seriously, and then nodded: "I'm really sorry." She smiled easily after seeing the horrified expressions of the people around her: "What are you thinking? I just regret practicing in advance. Familiar spells are useless—" She finished speaking, murmured a spell in a low voice, waved her wand, and heard a snap, a green vine emerged from the soil at her feet, and the vine stretched rapidly. It went around her ankle, and then tied a knot by itself, and then the root connected to the apprentice was severed.

——This is the curse of life.

Sewell couldn't help but take another look at the girl. The girl looked relaxed, and the others took it for granted.

It seems that in the past six months, the Slytherins have also learned a lot of Durmstrang's specialty.

These original Slytherins wearing Durmstrang school uniforms marched mightily in Hogwarts. They first went to the kitchen, took a few large bags of food, and then came to the side of the Black Lake. The grades turned out exquisite and gorgeous tables and chairs, and a group of people just basked in the sun on the grass and enjoyed the food.

"I really miss the British food." Pansy murmured, she cut a small piece of bread and stuffed it into her mouth, chewed it for a while and swallowed it, and said in a distressed way: "To be honest ... Durmstrang's school uniform is not as good as Hogwarts."

"But it's a waist pinch," Sewell poked Pansy's waistband with his hand, "it looks like you're in good shape."

Pansy raised his hand to knock off Sewell's hand, but Sewell had already been pulled away by Draco. The latter pulled Sewell to the chair next to him, and then raised his chin to signal a mass of black belt not far away. The figure in red said with no anger: "What are those people doing?"

Sewell thought they were looking for him at first, but those little Gryffindors struggled there for a while, and finally they pushed and shoved together to come to these extraordinarily leisurely people. Baba said: "You guys come back."

Sewell thought he was hallucinating, Pansy took a sip of tea and almost sprayed it on the child's face, she wiped her mouth, looked at the wet little Gryffindor in embarrassment, and waved her wand to help him clean up After a while: "...Sorry," Pansy said, "You scare me...it's really—" She struggled with her words, and said, "It's very innovative."

Draco held Sewell's hand in his own. Sewell's hand was the roughest part of his body. While playing with his rough little hand, he raised his eyes lazily and asked, "That's how you came here ...Aren't you afraid of being beaten to death when you go back?"

The people who came were all from the lower grades, and all the transfer students, including Sewell, felt that such remarks must be made by the lower grades.

The one who took the lead waved his hand without hesitation: "How come——everyone actually misses you very much."

Visible to the naked eye, the transfer students shivered. Daphne touched her forearm and whispered, "The hairs are standing on end..."

A flash of surprise flashed across Draco's face, then he tightened his jaw and said, "I refuse."

Gryffindor obviously didn't expect that he would be rejected so simply and rudely. He seemed to feel that he had been insulted, and said unhappily, "We all took the initiative to ask you to go back..."

"So we're going to go back happily?" Pan Xi said with a sneer, "Who gave you the confidence? Huh?"

"It has nothing to do with you whether we leave or go back. You don't need to tell us what you think, and we don't bother to listen." Pan Xi put his arms around his chest and said contemptuously: "Now, where did you come from—"

The Gryffindors turned their noses in anger.

"—Hi," one of them spread out his hands, trying to be friendly: "We can actually be less confrontational—I think even Slytherins and Gryffindors can be friends."

"That's what you think—" Draco drew out, "However, we refuse." He raised his hand and waved his wand gracefully in the air.

The black flames ignited instantly, forming a wall and laying in front of the Gryffindors.

"Black, black magic..." the first junior said tremblingly, with a look of horror on his face.

The Slytherins sneered loudly, and each of them seemed to be much more comfortable. Obviously, this mode of dislike each other is what they are used to and like.

Draco shook his wand and directed the flames to slowly approach Gryffindor. The little Gryffindors were forced to take a few steps back. They turned around and walked into the castle in some embarrassment, but they did not forget the last Added: "We won't give up!"

The Slytherins looked at each other, and Daphne raised her eyebrows gracefully: "Don't give up what?"

Zabini shrugged: "Who knows."

However, they soon found out.

From that day on, there have always been Gryffindors rushing to these students who were originally Slytherins from every corner of the castle, chatting with them with excuses of frowning their feet, and trying every possible way to make people laugh to enhance their relationship .

The Slytherins were itching with anger, and it was not easy to do it directly. After all, they belonged to Durmstrang now. If they fought with Gryffindor, it would not be a matter of deducting some gems or closing the door tightly. If the trouble is not good, it will rise to the height of conflict between schools.

But really angry, the last few seniors made a move together, and sneaked up on some of the most violent people in the dark. Those people fell into a coma without even seeing who was attacking them.

The next morning, three Gryffindor students who were unconscious and tied together appeared in the auditorium, with black ink written on their faces: "dstudy, daydayup" Others thought they watched it for a long time, but didn't understand What do you mean, only a few ethnic Chinese who know more about Chinese culture laughed out loud.

Those who were attacked couldn’t tell who did it, but those with long eyes knew it was Slytherin, especially after the weird English words were translated by a few Chinese, they all knew it was Slytherin Those who tell Gryffindors to stop making trouble and study hard.

When this statement came out, it caused a lot of laughter. In the past, such an attack would have caused an uproar, especially Gryffindor would have been arguing endlessly with the Slytherins, but now, when they saw Slytherin They are exquisite and arrogant but revealing this helpless expression, and that weird thing that makes you study hard, you are not angry at all in your heart, but think it is quite fun!

But the Slytherins didn't think it was fun, and Durmstrang, who was affected by it, was full of anger.

And all that anger came out on game day.