HP: Slytherin disguise

Decorah didn't feel there was anything wrong with his words at all. Instead, he leaned back in his chair with a helpless and arrogant expression on his face.

Then he raised his head slightly and said, "I think these evaluations are still too low."

"After all, I am so good!"

As he spoke, he used his hands to tuck the platinum blond hair that had fallen down onto his cheeks behind his ears.

The whole person is extremely elegant, like a prince in a fairy tale.

The camera in his hand quickly pressed the shooting button, and one of the reporters was the first to react.

This amazing scene was captured.

Hearing the clicking sound of shooting, other reporters also reacted and started shooting directly at Decorah.

to be frank.

Decorah is thirteen years old, but she is still like a delicate porcelain doll, young but not immature.

It sounds like he has grown up, but he still looks childish.

He looked completely like a child.

In addition, Decorah is not tall, so he is simply a cute and lively child.

Of course, he is also very confident...

Extraordinarily confident!

This level of confidence has surpassed 99% of wizards in the magic world.

Although they were shocked and confused after hearing this.

But it's just a child, so there's nothing wrong with it. After all, he's so good.

It's okay to be 'a little' confident.

"Then what do you think of yourself as a teacher?!"

a reporter asked.

Decorah touched his chin and said solemnly: "Well..."

"As a teacher, I am considerate of students, take meticulous care of them, and always care about their homework progress to ensure that they study hard, grow up happily, fall in love with homework, like reading books, and learn knowledge all the time!"

"I think I should have a higher opinion of myself~"

As he spoke, Decorah raised his hand and made a small gesture.

A group of reporters stretched their heads to see his gestures.

"Actually, I don't have much praise. I'm just kind and approachable~"

"To be honest, serious, responsible and kind teachers like me are really rare!"

"Because I will always care, considerate, and take care of these students. I sincerely regard them as my friends! I will not treat them as students!"

"I didn't regard myself as a teacher and criticized them harshly!"

"This is obvious to all!"

"Who doesn't know that my favorite thing to do, Decorah Malfoy, is to help others!"

"Even if a mouse falls, I will help it!"

"Of course, sometimes I will be serious with students because they don't do their homework well!"

"That's homework!"

"The best part of the whole class!"

"They don't write!"

"Who will pay for their future in the future? Who will write for them?"

"So, I must seriously criticize them for not doing their homework!"

"No matter what, not doing your homework is a shameful act!"

"But luckily they met me!"

"I will definitely lead them to the top of their studies and let them know the joy of learning!"

"I guarantee it with my integrity!"

“Absolutely do what you say!“

Decorah's sonorous and powerful assurance once again silenced the reporters who were chattering and noisily asking questions.

The confusion appeared on his face again.

no…

We're just asking how you rate yourself.

You don’t need to praise yourself all the time...

Decorah, who didn't hear the sound, knew that these people didn't believe him.

Then he rolled his eyes in dissatisfaction and said, "Shoot!"

"You guys hurry up and shoot!"

"how?"

"Don't believe what I say? As a teacher, I lead by example!"

"Can I talk nonsense?!"

"hold head high--"

"I know, you think I'm talking nonsense, right?"

Decorah did it on purpose, he just wanted to make these reporters uncomfortable.

Let them shoot endlessly.

Whenever his eyes can see something, they have to be blinded by the flash.

At the same time, Decorah really doesn't want any more sweet characters.

He found.

In the face of absolute strength, everything is false.

So no matter what the headlines say about you tomorrow, just go crazy.

Whenever he goes crazy, he goes crazy.

Then no one would be free to interview him and look for trouble.

It doesn’t matter what baggage you have.

What matters is your own mood and emotions, as long as you are comfortable.

After rebirth, he suddenly figured it out.

It's like suddenly opening up the Ren and Du channels, and finding yourself comfortable is the only way to go.

Reputation doesn't matter.

As long as he learns advanced magic spells, will he still be afraid of what this rabble thinks of him?

Do not!

Definitely not worried.

The group of reporters looked at each other, and then looked at Decorah, who was not in a normal mental state.

They had no choice but to continue filming.

This was the first time in their lives that they were forced to take pictures.

"Um... do you have any plans for the future?"

A reporter stifled a question.

This is still very rare, and no one rushes to ask questions.

“My future plan is very simple, just teach these students well!”

"After all, I am so competent!"

"We must not let them become decadent. I am a beam of light shining on the dark road ahead!"

"The future plan is also very simple!"

"That is to teach students! Teach students!, and strive to let them break through themselves."

"This is what I should do!"

"What a considerate, gentle, approachable, gentle, affable, cheerful, generous, kind, friendly, and excellent teacher should do!"

Grinning, revealing two rows of white teeth, Decorah's smile was bright and sunny.

As bright as the sun.

The reporter who asked the question silently took a step back, feeling a little scared.

The kid might have been driven crazy by them.

It started to go crazy...

Could this be the gentle and kind-hearted Decorah in the newspaper?

Could this be the popular and beloved gentle prefect?

Could it be that the way they opened it was wrong?

"and you…"

"Do you have a favorite person at Hogwarts? Or..."

A female reporter asked curiously. She really wanted to get some shocking news and scandals.

"Of course, I like Professor Dumbledore the most!"

"I also like Professor McGonagall!"

"And my best, best, best... friends Pansy, Theodore, Harry, Hermione, Ron, Fred, George, Percy, Crabbe, Goyle, Weihai, Neville... …”

"By the way, there is also my teacher!"

"I like my teacher!"

"Including Mr. Hagrid! And Mr. Filch, as well as Professor Flitwick, Professor Trelawney..."

Decorah raised her hand to count the numbers and continued: "And Peeves, I like it very much, and so does Mrs. Norris!"

"correct!!!"

"Including Hogwarts Castle!"

“And the grass!”

"I love Hogwarts!"

"Because I am an approachable teacher!"

"For me, everyone is treated equally, no matter people or things!"

The female reporter's face was confused and shocked, and then she felt deep regret.

Why did she ask?

This child's mental state is obviously so crazy! she also asked.

Find your own fault!