[Comprehensive] There is a small beggar among us

The job of entertaining Hogwarts students is the work of the student union. After returning to Durmstrang, the school team was called by Krum to a meeting. In the meantime, Rick Reeve took out a list from his robe and smiled. , said: "Look, the Hogwarts big list."

"...I just said why you have been following Harry Potter," Janice said angrily, "I thought you were asking for an autograph."

"Oh, of course, the autograph is also needed—" Luke Reeve took out another photo of Harry, flipped it to the back and read: "To Johnny: The game went well. Harry Potter."

Then he stuffed the photo into Janice's hands, who had an angry face, but still frantically stuffed the photo away.

Amidst the laughter of the crowd, Lachlief waved the list and said, "Compared to those, when you look at the list this time, there is another person."

In the last game, Ginny didn't play, and was replaced by a Ravenclaw Chaser with a very average performance. His name disappeared from the list this time, and he was replaced by: Sean Digger inside.

"I heard that he is a first-year student who recommended himself after finishing the competition two days ago."

"Digory?" Draco frowned slightly.

Ruggleev obviously knew what he was referring to, nodded and said, "Well... Sean is the younger brother of Cedric Diggory who died unexpectedly in the Triwizard Tournament two years ago."

Even Krum frowned this time, and he said in a deep voice, "Cedric is a good opponent...I heard that he is also very good at flying."

Draco nodded, but did not continue to comment, because if he continued, he would have to compare with several other Hogwarts Seekers, and Draco had to admit the fact that the best Hogwarts flyer The good thing is that Potter, he snorted coldly, and said, "I don't know if he has inherited his brother's flying skills—but even if he does, it's nothing to be afraid of."

"Of course," said Ruggleef, "it doesn't matter if he flies better than his brother - Durmstrang is the strongest this year, we have the perfect lineup, everyone is the best Yes, we are not afraid even if the opponent is a professional league—" His voice became agitated, and he said firmly: "—we are fearless!"

"..."

After waiting for a long time, he found that no one should be with him, and he took out the tactics board with a sneer, and started to do business: "Then, let's get started."

In the final game, Sean Diggory turned out to be a highlight of Hogwarts.He flies very well, and his reaction speed is also very fast. At first glance, he has not experienced any systematic training, and his experience is very inexperienced. His skills have developed at a speed visible to the naked eye during the game, which is very shocking.

But just like what Rick Reeve said, this year's Durmstrang was fearless. One hour and 15 minutes after the start of the game, Krum caught the golden snitch, and Durmstrang won the game with a score of 380:120. , At the same time, he also won the championship of this competition with a record of complete victories.

When the championship trophy was received from the organizing committee, Krum finally had a smile on his gloomy face. The trophy was touched one by one in everyone's hands, and finally it was handed over to Karkaroff. With the heavy trophy, his eyes narrowed with a smile.

Sewell's hands were filled with self-introductions of professional teams, and Sean was also filled, but Draco didn't have any of them. Obviously, these people had done their homework in advance. Knowing that Draco is going to inherit the Malfoy family.

Sewell stuffed a lot of leaflets into his bag, and then hugged his parents who came to them. Narcissa kissed him affectionately on the face twice, and helped him tidy up the dirt on his body. of.Holding the snake stick in his hand, Lucius tightened his jaw when he saw the introductory sheet that was not fully stuffed in Sewell's bag: "Are you going to be a professional golfer?"

Seeing Lucius' serious expression, Sewell shook his head quickly, but Lucius said, "Just do what you want—you can do whatever you want."

Sewell immediately felt that it was good to be the youngest son. With such a qualified and mature heir as Draco, Sewell, the youngest son, would not feel any pressure at all.

But of course he didn't want to mix it up, and his perfume was about to be released.

The Malfoys gave Draco and Sewell a small bag of Galleons each when they took them away. As a reward for winning the championship, Sewell held the bag of Galleons, his eyes lit up with excitement, and returned to the room. Laco saw Sewell counting the gold Galleons poorly one by one, and threw his bag of rewards to him.

Sewell happily nibbled on his mouth.

"Are you short of money?" Draco couldn't help asking.

Sewell nodded wildly: "I don't have enough money to buy raw materials—" The core part of the perfume is that he bought it from the magic world with money first, and then sent it to Chanel. Although the spices he needs are not expensive, they are in large quantities. Speaking of it, it was not a small amount. In the past two days, he was frugal and threw all his pocket money into it.

"It's still a lot worse?" Draco reached out and lifted Sewell's chin: "Do you want to sell yourself? Make a hundred gold Galleons at a time."

Sewell squinted his eyes and calculated, then threw himself on Draco with a smile on his face, put his arms around his neck, and said, "What do you mean?"

Draco didn't say anything, just kissed him directly.

In fact, if they really managed to get enough money this way, Draco would be exhausted even if Sewell wanted to.Sewell later rubbed against Draco, asking for money in a fawning manner.

Draco asked him for a budget statement, and then directly crossed out a third of the price Sewell paid for the spices: "You're not buying from the right place," Draco said: "Directly from the manufacturer Much cheaper."

"Let me buy it for you..." Draco said as he took out the parchment, and Sewell found that the money he had to spend was much less, so he couldn't help being happy. When he saw Draco writing the letter, the tone of his words seemed He knew the other party very well, so he couldn't help asking: "Isn't the new Grindelwald a medicine maker? Why are you with the spice shop?"

"...They are essentially potion ingredients." Draco finished his request in a few words, tied the letter to the golden eagle's leg, and sent it over. When he turned around, he couldn't help but frowned. Frowning: "What are you excited about?"

"Hey Draco—" Sewell asked bright-eyed, "Have you ever heard of cosmeceuticals?"

After Sewell wrote out the concept of cosmeceuticals, Draco also thought it was a good direction for development, but both of them had ongoing work and didn't have much spare money, so they finally wrote a letter to Lucius asking The money went.

The next day, Lucius replied with a letter, expressing that Narcissa was very interested in this and was willing to contribute.

Afterwards, Sewell and Draco became more and more busy. Both quit the Quidditch team and devoted their energy to study and business. New Grindelwald Pharmaceuticals was booming, and Sewell's perfume was also going well. Launched to the market, this kind of perfume, which is different from the previous concept, became popular all over the world and became the new favorite of women for a while.

Sewell's investment was recovered smoothly, and he also made a lot of money. He quickly invested the money in the next perfume and the development of cosmeceutical products.

The bulk of the cosmeceuticals is funded by Narcissa. They have opened a new area in the pharmacy of New Grindelwald Pharmaceuticals, specializing in the sale of cosmeceuticals. The cosmeceuticals contain less irritating and mild potions. When used, in addition to skin care, it can also gradually improve the skin condition, and the effect is much faster than ordinary cosmetics.

And Sewell is developing cosmeceuticals for Muggles. He only made one kind of moisturizing and one kind of scar removal, and he continued to cooperate with Lafayette.

In the seemingly endless busyness, the end of the year is here, Sewell is fine, the fresh graduates of Slytherin have to take the graduation exams in two countries, the pressure is high, and the six relatives don’t recognize each other, but fortunately everything went smoothly finish exam.

After the last gate, Sewell sat on the lawn of Durmstrang with his Slytherin friends. It was already June, and the temperature in Durmstrang had finally risen. They lazily Basking in the sun, talking homely.

"Hey, I'm going to be bored after graduation." Panxi said, holding his chin, "Dad told me to get a job after I got married, but we still have a year to get married."

"So you're going to have nothing to do for a whole year?"

"I want to use this time to learn to sing." Pansy hummed a couple of verses, both of which were vague singing tunes popular in the wizarding world, but they still sounded good.

Listening to Pansy singing, Sewell suddenly remembered that some time ago, when he was humming in Paris, when he was stopped by someone, he waited for Pansy to stop singing, took a deep breath, oh With a single voice, he began to sing a paragraph.

After singing, he looked at the people around him, and they all looked at him in shock.

"How about it?"

"...pretty good," Blaise said, "I didn't expect Sewell to sing so well."

"It's not how I sing...it's how the song is." Sewell said with a smile, "Is the song good?"

"...It's good." Pansy said, "It's a strange way of singing, but it feels... very cool." He hummed in Sewell's tone, and Pansy's voice was more transparent than Sewell's. The voice is also a bit higher, although it is the first time to sing, but it is better than Sewell's: "What's the name of the song?"

"Let it go." Sewell said, rubbing his hands, and said excitedly: "I don't have much to do this holiday...I have an idea."

"Why?" Pansy glanced at him and asked, "You want to make a record?"

"No, no," Sewell waved his hand, "I'm going to make a public welfare musical!"