HP: Slytherin disguise

The next day, Decorah went to the auditorium with mixed emotions.

as predicted.

Weihai Harris came forward again.

but.

He looks much more normal now, just a straight-minded student.

He is completely different from the mentally intelligent man yesterday.

Thinking of myself telling him twice that he was unworthy.

Decorah felt embarrassed and blushed inexplicably.

After all, yesterday he called him a fool and it was his honor to say a few words to him, and now he wanted to make friends.

Ahem...

Although embarrassed, Decorah still pretended to be nonchalant and walked forward.

Weihai Harris was very happy to see that Decorah did not drive him away.

"Prefect, good morning..."

He said hello cautiously.

Weihai Harris didn't know why, he just felt that Decorah was very gentle and warm.

It was as if this person and him had known each other before.

There is dependence and affinity in the bones.

When he came to Hogwarts, he planned to read, study, and delve into his own weird experiments.

But ever since I saw Decorah with a bright smile on the Sorting House.

He felt like he had another goal.

That's making friends with Decorah!

Become good friends!

Although he was belittled by Decorah with some vicious words.

Heartbroken and extremely uncomfortable.

But when Weihai Harris saw Decorah, he unconsciously ignored the irony.

Still leaning in to please each other.

"Good morning."

Decorah replied calmly.

He didn't have the nerve to make friends with the other person directly, after all, he wasn't that thick-skinned.

Yesterday I was scolding others, but today I am smiling and trying to make friends with them.

Weihai Harris froze on the spot, just watching Decorah's leaving figure, finally entered the auditorium, and then disappeared.

"Did...did you tell me?..."

He looked around uncertainly.

He found that he was surrounded by groups of students rushing to the auditorium, and no one noticed him at all.

"The prefect said good morning to me...he replied..."

He raised his head sharply and laughed, feeling extremely happy.

His whole body was shaking with excitement.

"Yo~ Stupid brain!"

"Have you made any friends?"

"Hahaha, if he can make friends, I will go see Lord Merlin!"

"That's right! How can you make friends by following a fool?"

"I'm really fed up with living in the same dormitory with him!"

"Shh~ don't say that, he is a Muggle experimenter~"

Familiar jeers came.

It was the same boys as last time who would laugh at him every time they passed by.

These people are also his roommates.

"The prefect will make friends with me...he replied to me..."

Clenching his fists, Weihai Harris ignored the ridicule of those people. Rather than ignoring it, it was better to say that he seemed not to have heard it.

He looked up again, with an excited and determined smile on his face.

Then trotted into the auditorium.

"Why do you two have the same courses?"

Looking at Pansy and Theodore's class schedule for today, Decorah was stunned for a moment.

This cannot be said to be almost the same.

All I can say is that they are exactly the same!

It doesn’t matter what class you take and when you take it.

Even his and Harry's classes were different, and they actually took classes together.

Xin Hao, he had guessed last time that the courses of these two people would be the same.

Otherwise, if I see it now, I will definitely be confused.

"Well...we all like the same electives."

Theodore said nonchalantly, pushing the cut cake in front of Pansy.

He looked down at his class schedule.

Decorah was silent.

His classes were completely different from Pansy's.

Is this being isolated?

Before taking a bite or two, Pansy and Theodore stood up to say goodbye to him and headed to the underground classroom early for class.

"Pansy likes Potions?"

With a dull expression on his face, Decorah seemed to understand something.

Completely understood the meaning.

Are these two people...really...going to be together...

But this seems to have hit his mark.

Seven years...is it really worth waiting for him?

Raising her hands to cover her face, Decorah suddenly felt sad in her heart. She had obviously been with him for seven years and had been waiting for him for seven years.

Why wasn't she the one who made it to the end?

But did he really like Pansy in his previous life?

No.

He didn't fall in love with anyone in his previous life, and he won't fall in love with anyone in this life either.

Maybe, Theodore and Pansy are together.

is the best result.

"Prefect? ​​Do you want to try this little cake?"

“I’ve tried several, but none of them taste as good as this one!”

Weihai Harris's voice came.

It was mixed with anticipation and joy.

Quietly touching the moisture from the corners of his eyes, Decorah put down his hand and looked at Weihai Harris who was standing in front of the table with a piece of cake in his hand.

"?"

A big question mark appeared above my head.

If I remember correctly...

Weihai Harris is a student of Ravenclaw House, right?

and so…

He looked around, and sure enough, the students at the Slytherin table looked at Weihai Harris with puzzled faces.

The most confused ones are of course the Ravenclaw students.

Even the prefect of that hospital looked strange.

At this moment, Decola's scalp was numb. Sure enough, this person was mentally abnormal.

"Mmmm!"

Decorah lowered his head and coughed, raised a hand and waved at Weihai Harris, signaling him to leave quickly.

"Try it, it's delicious!"

The smile on Weihai Harris's face is particularly bright and brilliant.

You can compete with the sun to see who is more brilliant.

Finally, Decorah looked up helplessly and whispered: "I don't want to eat, you go back first."

get a reply.

Weihai Harris seemed to have been given a shot of blood.

He came closer even more excitedly.

"Then can you try it...it's very sweet..."

"It's apple flavored!"

Afraid that Decorah would reject it, he specifically emphasized that it was apple flavored.

What, this person even knows that he likes apples?

"Can I just have a taste?"

"All right…"

Decorah felt that this man was really difficult to deal with, so he simply agreed to give him a taste.

"hey-hey!"

Weihai Harris dug out a piece with a fork, leaned over and fed it to Decorah's mouth.

The expression on his face was frozen, and Decorah was in disbelief.

"I can eat it myself..."

Before he finished speaking, Weihai Harris became anxious, as if he felt that Decorah was about to go back on his word.

Decorah quickly ate the cake off her fork.

Then he nodded and said it was delicious.

“It tastes good, thank you!”

"You can go back, you don't have to stand here and look at me!"

"Ok!"

Weihai Harris nodded vigorously and smiled happily.

"So! Can we be friends now?"

"see your performance."

With a smile on his lips, Decorah did not give a definite answer.

"Then can I follow you? Then I can perform well! I can do experiments!"

"I can take you to see my experiments!"

"it is good."

Decorah nodded slightly in agreement, he was quite interested in this experiment.

Weihai Harris turned around happily and ran out of the auditorium.

I don't know what to do.

"That's wrong! I'm already thirteen, and he's only eleven!"

"What kind of friends are you making?"

"I'm two years older than him!"

Thinking of this age difference, Decorah instantly felt that this friend would definitely not be good.

Not in the same age group.

The thoughts are naturally different.

"That's even more wrong...I think I'm almost at the age of my birthday..."

Muttering, Decorah felt that he was already old.

You can sit at the teacher's table.

Instead of sitting at the same table with these kids.