HP: Slytherin disguise

"But that guy is very vindictive. Maybe by night, you will be rumored to be a heinous villain."

George made an exaggerated gesture.

Several people laughed helplessly.

"I hope he is a smart man!" Decorah said nonchalantly, but there was also a coldness in his eyes.

A fool who didn't even have a surname on the stage really dared to come out and act like a fool. Decorah didn't recommend sending him to see Merlin in person.

And, including the family behind him.

After all, a family must be neat and tidy!

"You are so calm! I'm sure he will look for trouble!"

"That's not true, he is a man who must repay his flaws!"

Fred and George started talking, and Ron curled his lips and retorted: "Decora is the young master of the Malfoy family!"

"How dare he? Unless he is insane!"

"Yes, Decorah is a Malfoy!" Neville echoed.

"He said it was wrong for others to begin with!"

Hermione spoke righteously and didn't understand why such a person still had the heart to hold a grudge.

"Okay! Look what this is, guys!!!"

George took out the snack box he had been holding from his arms and placed it on the grass among several people.

"It's a snack!"

“And there’s a little surprise!”

With a bright smile on his face, Fred opened the snack box directly.

“Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-dang-dang!”

Seven or eight good-looking pastries were arranged neatly.

It looks exquisite.

"Oh my God! That's great!"

Ron's eyes lit up when he saw the food. He couldn't wait to pick up a gray pastry and stuff it into his mouth.

Seeing that Ron had eaten all of it, Neville also picked up a piece and threw it into his mouth.

Harry and Hermione also picked up a piece and ate it under George's eager eyes.

"Pick one! Decorah!"

Fred pointed at the snack box and looked at Decorah with an expectant look on his face.

Decorah didn't want to eat it.

First, he doesn't like sweet things, unless they are green apple flavored.

Second, he had a bad feeling about what would happen if he ate it.

"They all ate it! You should try it too!" George pulled Decorah to sell it enthusiastically.

finally.

Decorah still picked out a piece of pastry that didn't look very good and wasn't very sweet. He put it to his mouth and ate it in two bites.

"Tsk! Huh~"

Ron, who was the first to eat it, suddenly frowned and said, "Why do I feel weird?"

next second.

His nose magically became pointed and elongated!

Ron exclaimed in fright, and then realized that he had been pranked.

“There’s something wrong with the pastries!!”

"You two villains!!"

Ron touched his nose, which was as sharp as the old witch, and screamed.

Neville looked at Ron and couldn't help laughing. The next moment, his nose became like Ron's.

Harry and Hermione hurriedly touched their noses and found that they were becoming longer and longer.

"Hahaha! You've been fooled!!!"

"So funny!! Hahaha!"

Fred and George rolled on the grass holding their bellies, laughing from ear to ear.

"Why are you okay, Decorah!"

Ron suddenly realized that Decorah beside him was fine.

Several other people were also curious.

Decorah scratched his head, and the next second, a pair of fluffy gray cat ears grew out.

"Oh~ Merlin!"

"Has anyone ever told you that you are delicate and cute, Decorah?"

"Absolutely crazy!"

Ron rushed over and raised his hand to rub Decorah's hair and fluffy cat ears.

A face full of enjoyment and happiness.

This feels great.

"Get out of Ron's way! You can't touch it alone!" Neville was anxious. In the end, he pushed George away and knelt down next to Decorah to touch it with his hands.

"What are you doing?"

Decorah was suffocated by the crowds, pushed them all away, and climbed out of the crowd.

He crawled straight up to Harry, who was still sitting there blankly, squeezed into his arms, and buried his head inside.

"You're annoying Decorah!" Hermione looked at Ron, Neville, and the Weasley twins dissatisfied.

The four of them looked at each other and shrugged helplessly.

Then they all lay down and rolled on the grass helplessly.

Harry blushed and didn't know what to do.

He looked down at Decorah in his arms, feeling a little uncomfortable, but at the same time he was a little happy, because Decorah trusted him and would run into his arms whenever he needed something.

Living at his uncle's and aunt's house made him extremely nervous and frightened when facing new things.

But fortunately he has come out now.

I met Hagrid, made my first friend in the robe tailor shop, and then met Ron, Hermione and Neville on the Hogwarts Express.

He is unfortunate, but also the luckiest.

He had an imperfect childhood, but gained several sincere friendships at Hogwarts.

Harry raised his hand nervously and slowly moved closer to Decorah's hair.

The light golden fluffy hair was shining, and the pair of furry cat ears above it trembled slightly.

After touching Decorah's hair.

Harry felt the tension disappear.

My fingertips lightly touched the pair of cat ears, which were soft, gentle and beautiful.

Hermione, who was sitting next to him, looked over with curiosity and hesitation on her face. She also wanted to touch it.

Harry looked at Hermione and whispered: "Decora seems to be asleep."

"You can touch it quietly!"

Hermione wanted to pretend not to care and refuse, but looking at the pair of fluffy cat ears, she still didn't have the heart to refuse. She directly stretched out her hand and touched it gently. It was very soft and warm, just once. , which made her feel itchy.

I couldn't help but touched it a few more times, and then I couldn't take it back.

Hermione's face was a little red. She always told herself that this was the last time, but she couldn't help but continue to touch.

Fortunately, Decorah fell asleep.

After ten minutes of waiting, the noses of several people returned to their original appearance, and the ears on Decorah's head disappeared.

They sat around and started chatting.

From serious Professor McGonagall to 'Big Bat' Snape.

This nickname was given to him by the students.

Everyone secretly screamed like this behind my back.

Of course, Professor Quirrell, who smells like garlic, is absolutely indispensable.

This made Ron have to complain. Professor Quirrell passed by him and he wanted to cry. It was not because there was anything wrong with him, but because the smell of garlic and onions made his eyes irritate.

They didn't like the stammering Professor Quirrell very much.

Just like a timid thief.

Harry began to tell a few people about Hagrid, and how Hagrid was actually very good, but he was a little rude and didn't know how to express it.

Today was Friday. Except for Professor McGonagall's Transfiguration class in the morning, there were no classes for the rest of the day. He had also made an agreement with Hagrid to visit his cabin around five o'clock in the afternoon.

While several people were chatting, Decorah was woken up from sleeping in Harry's arms.

He yawned and did not get up. Instead, he hugged Harry's waist and continued to sleep.

This made Harry's ears burn.

Ron looked at them with a complicated look, and Neville also looked constipated.

Hermione didn't feel anything.

The Weasley twins on the side were laughing secretly, not knowing what they were laughing at.