HP: Slytherin disguise

"Headmaster Dumbledore?!"

Decorah looked confused when she heard the door close.

Why is this.

I left him alone!

"Hey!"

"headmaster!!!"

He rushed out and hit the door directly.

"hiss--"

Taking a breath of cold air, Decorah opened the door with a grin and ran out quickly.

"Headmaster Dumbledore!!!"

"Wait for me!"

He didn't know why Dumbledore suddenly left his office, but he had to follow.

After all, he had just cast the Divine Protection Spell.

I still have to wait for Dumbledore to make a few comments and point out his mistakes or inaccuracies.

Dumbledore walked quickly and headed upstairs.

At this moment, his face was full of seriousness.

If the prophecy really will change because of his sudden change of beliefs and direction.

Then.

Decorah is a qualified breakthrough.

By then, he wouldn't have to worry about Harry being unable to defeat Voldemort!

Because he will have a backup plan.

"Decora! Go back first!"

Dumbledore heard Decorah's hurried footsteps, stopped and said: "Practice the God-calling Protection Charm well!"

"I have something going on now!"

"It's time to have lunch soon, you go to the auditorium first!"

After speaking, Dumbledore quickened his pace and walked to the divination classroom on the top floor.

froze in place.

Decorah looked confused.

Ok?

What's wrong with Dumbledore? He's walking to the top floor in such a hurry.

Are you trying to find Professor Trelawney?

Although a little suspicious, Decorah returned downstairs obediently.

Descend the marble stairs.

Stand in the foyer.

"I'm so annoyed! Why does time pass so fast!"

“I’ve only written three thousand words and it’s time for lunch!”

"What should I do? I have a few classes waiting for me in the afternoon. How can I write the remaining seven thousand words?"

There were complaints on the marble stairs, and several third-year students came down.

One of the students comforted the student who complained loudly and said, "What are you afraid of!"

"I've finished writing all 10,000 words!"

"Let you see, let's learn from it!"

"Don't be discouraged!"

As soon as he finished speaking, several other students grabbed his arm.

"Have you finished writing? Can you let us 'learn from it'?!"

"Not for nothing! Ten chocolate frogs in exchange!"

"sure!"

Several people were discussing happily and Decorah could hear clearly.

He turned around and asked: "Can you let me 'learn from it'? In exchange for a week of confinement!"

"Of course..."

The laughter stopped suddenly, and several third-year students looked at Decorah with confused expressions on their faces.

Decorah's bright gray-blue eyes didn't look at them.

Instead, he looked at the air.

The eyes were dull, without any focus.

Very scattered.

But Decorah's expression was not relaxed.

A smile on his face.

But this smile is the kind of smile that is superficial but not smiling.

"Hello teacher!!"

They hurriedly said hello and secretly moved towards the door of the auditorium.

Just when Decorah was about to punish these students to write an extra 10,000 words of after-class speeches.

Someone rushed over and hugged him.

Then she kissed him on the cheek. Before he could react, another person squeezed over and kissed him on the other side of the face.

"Decora! You look miserable!!"

"Hahahaha! Let me see if you have become a blind wizard!"

Fred's voice sounded excited.

At the same time, he rubbed his hair randomly with his hands. Now Decorah's hair has grown a lot, and the longest tip can barely reach his shoulders.

My hair was already fluffy.

Being rubbed like this, it instantly became messy.

"Get your hands off Fred!"

Decorah raised her hand to push him, but her hand was grabbed by George next to her.

"Don't be so angry! Decorah!"

"We're here to keep you company. Ron and Harry are doing homework in the lounge!"

"I'm not even going to eat lunch!"

"So do it for me and we will accompany you! They are afraid that you will hit the wall without seeing it!"

"Yeah!"

"We are here to find you!"

Fred and George were laughing and joking around Decorah, and from time to time they would rub their hands on Decorah's head.

"I don't need you!"

Decorah didn't want to be around these two people who were obviously gloating about their misfortune.

Turn around and walk directly to the auditorium.

"Hey!"

"He won't be angry anymore, will he?"

George looked at Fred. Fred touched his chin and thought for a moment: "It must be because he can't see!"

"That's why I'm in a bad mood!"

"Then he ignored us and got sulky for no reason."

"We have to find a way to make Decorah happy!"

Nodding, George continued to ask: "Then what can make Decorah happy?"

"I thought of a good idea..."

The two came together and started muttering.

Because nothing can be seen.

Decorah just ate his food honestly, not looking around randomly like before.

This makes him look extremely well-behaved.

There is no way, there is no entertainment in sight, I can only stay in my own dark world.

But the good news is that.

Pansy brought him a green apple.

When lunch was over, Decorah planned to go find Dumbledore.

He still doesn't know how his God-calling guard is performing.

But as soon as he left the auditorium, he was grabbed by Fred and George, who pulled him and ran out of the castle.

"Why go?"

Decorah was a little confused.

"Of course I went to play! Aren't you in a bad mood?"

"It just so happens that we have time to play with you for a while!"

George rarely sounded serious.

This also made Decorah reluctantly believe what they said.

Come to the flower bed outside the castle door of the main building.

Fred patted Decorah on the shoulder and said, "Let's play hide and seek!"

"You come and catch us in this area around the flower bed!"

Upon hearing this, Decorah was unhappy.

Why should he catch him!

Isn't it to make him happy? These two people who co-authored it were just trying to make fun of him!

"Why should I catch you!"

He shook off George's hand and planned to go back.

"You see something, no need to cover your eyes! Hey! Don't leave. As long as you catch us, you can touch our heads. How about it?"

"You can touch it as much as you want!"

Fred spoke up and successfully persuaded Decorah to leave.

Just touch it? An evil thought arose in his heart, and Decorah thought of an interesting 'touch' method.

That is, catch two people.

Pull some of their hair down.

Lure them off!

As soon as this thought came up, Decorah grinned.

"Okay!"

"no problem!"

Decorah agreed directly.

George asked Decorah to stand next to the flower bed and said, "You can count dozens, and you can catch us after you finish counting!"

After saying that, the two walked around to the other side of the flower bed.

"ten!"

"Nine!"

"Eight!"

"seven!"

"... "

"three!"

"two!"

"one!"

After counting to ten, Decorah stretched out his hand and walked around the flower bed.

George and Fred quietly walked around to the other side.

"Meow~"

Fred learned a high-pitched meow.

However, Decorah immediately heard that it was a disguised voice, so he looked for the sound and touched it.

"Let's go, let's go..."

George whispered, and then walked forward gently.

"How about we go around behind Decorah, hehehe..." Fred suddenly said with a evil smile.

"Okay!" George's eyes lit up.

The two began to move forward quickly.

The flower bed was round, so the two of them quickly walked around one step behind Decorah.

This interesting scene soon attracted students who were walking out after lunch. They stopped and watched.

Soon, a circle of students surrounded him.