HP: Slytherin disguise

"Why does this person keep staring at me?"

Decorah looked at Quirrell at the teacher's desk and frowned slightly.

Since yesterday, this person would stare at him from time to time. Although his gaze was obscure and difficult to detect, Decorah could detect any slightest movement.

What's more, this is not very clever peeping.

I really want to drain his blood and sacrifice it to mysterious books.

Under the candlelight, Decorah's face unconsciously showed a cold expression.

He and Teacher Quirrell looked at each other.

The latter soon knew that his peeping had been discovered, and in order to cover up his panic, he hurriedly lowered his head.

His flustered behavior alerted Snape.

Snape glanced at Decorah thoughtfully, then withdrew his gaze.

"Decora Malfoy is a wonderful child!"

At this moment, Professor McGonagall said something to Dumbledore.

Then he put down the tableware and continued: "It's so smart. I just showed him a few times and he completed the transformation."

"Turning a match into an exquisite needle."

"I dare say that he is the smartest first-year student I have seen in recent years!"

"You are right, he is very smart." Dumbledore said with a kind smile on his face.

"The Sorting Hat did nothing wrong yesterday. He is a qualified Gryffindor! He also possesses the spirit of brave chivalry."

"But he is also a pure Slytherin. It's hard to imagine that he would have so much spirit."

The conversation between the two made all the teachers present prick up their ears and listen carefully.

"Oh, you are right. He has a good personality and is good at making friends, but he is also good at hiding his emotions. I think he will be a powerful wizard in the future."

Professor McGonagall nodded in agreement, a rare smile appearing on her serious face.

"Slytherin students have no need for brave chivalry!"

at this time.

Snape said suddenly.

It seems that students in one college are dissatisfied with the spirit of other colleges.

"Snape!"

Professor McGonagall retorted dissatisfied: "You can't deny his bravery and spirit. You should pay more attention to him to prevent him from being led astray!"

As soon as these words came out.

It was extremely quiet at the teacher's desk.

When it comes to leading people astray, everyone has to think of the 'mysterious man'!

"I will!"

Snape said coldly, then stood up and walked off the stage.

He walked down the wide aisle to the center table.

Dressed in black clothes, he looked like a big black bat.

The cold breath and his stern face made all the students afraid to look at him, and even the voices of chatting gradually became lower.

Decorah looked at this big bat-like person and felt a little funny.

But soon.

He couldn't laugh anymore.

Because Snape strode towards him, his face expressionless, but his eyes were staring at him.

Decorah looked around and found that the students at the long table were all eating desserts with their heads lowered, as if they were afraid of the dean whose black clothes were fluttering as he walked.

So it was him that Snape was staring at?

really.

His suspicion came true.

Snape stopped in front of the long table, stared at him for a few seconds, and then said in a cold tone: "Decora! Malfoy!"

"come over!"

Decorah could only stand up and walk around the long table to come to him.

Although he didn't know why he was asked to go over, he thought this was a good opportunity to ask Snape why he didn't wash his hair and it was oily.

Snape took his hand wordlessly.

Then he strode out of the auditorium.

"He is absolutely crazy! He actually abducted a student during lunch time!" Professor McGonagall said in disbelief, frowning slightly, very angry.

Rather than being held, it would be better to say that he was dragged out of the auditorium.

Snape didn't care that he couldn't keep up, and just went his own way.

Until you enter an office.

He was then released.

The office was dark, with various medicine bottles and cauldrons on the table.

After entering the office, Snape knelt down in front of Decorah, grabbed his shoulders with both hands, and stared into his eyes, as if he wanted to see something inside.

But, he was disappointed.

There was no fear at all in Decorah's gray-blue eyes.

"You possess the spirit of brave chivalry?"

Faced with Snape's inquiry, Decorah shook his head and said, "I think I don't have the spirit of brave chivalry. It's the Sorting Hat who made a mistake."

"Don't lie to me!! Decorah Malfoy!"

Looking at Snape with a cold expression and a fierce tone.

Decorah was silent for a second, "Yes, Dean! I do have the spirit of brave chivalry. I value unity and friendship. No amount of confusion can shake my fiery heart!"

After a long time, Snape's hands on his shoulders relaxed a lot.

"Very well, Decorah."

"You have to promise me that no matter what the confusion is, you can't shake your true heart! No matter what the temptation is! No matter what! You can't shake it!!"

Decorah looked directly into Snape's eyes, which were clear blue and firm.

"I promise you, Dean."

After looking at each other for a long time, Snape let go of his hands, stood up and walked behind the table. Decorah rubbed the painful shoulder, and a dark light flashed in his eyes.

"Your father asked me to take care of you more at school."

Snape stood behind the table. The already dark room made him look unreal, as if he had melted into the darkness.

"If you have anything to do in the future, just come to me directly."

"The incantation is: stomping grass"

"Okay, Dean."

The two fell into silence again.

Until Snape walked out from behind the table again and came to him.

Snape was tall for a ten-year-old Decorah.

He needs to look up at the other person.

Snape squatted down and put a piece of chocolate wrapped in cardboard into Decorah's hand.

The other hand was placed on top of his head.

Kneaded gently.

"Decora, you will be a good boy. "

"Yes, Dean, I am very well-behaved and will not do anything that goes against school rules."

Decorah replied affirmatively and repeated it.

"it is good…"

Snape knelt down and took Decorah into his arms.

There was one more emotion on his face, that of relaxation.

"Dean, why is your hair so oily?"

The inappropriate question broke the atmosphere, and Snape froze.

Maybe Snape never expected that Decorah would suddenly say such a sentence.

"It's time for you to go back and take a nap!"

Snape's voice was gritted.

He let go of Decorah, stood up and drove the person out.

"Dean?"

Decorah was a little confused, raised his head and continued:

"Your hair..."

Before he could ask, Snape held his head down with his hands.

"Go back and take a nap!!"

As he spoke, Snape rubbed his fluffy hair vigorously a few times.

Then he turned around and entered the office, closing the door 'Bang! 'Close with a sound.

Decorah looked at the chocolate in his hand, a little confused.

Bribe me?

Why did the dean tell him this?

He wanted to recall his past life memories, but stopped.

He still remembered the sequelae that Shu Ling talked about.

It seems that he can only rely on his own guesses. He will not recall the sealed memories of his past life unless absolutely necessary.