HP: Slytherin disguise

Slowly sitting down, the smile on Decorah's face gradually disappeared.

"I think you need to know."

"It's you who want to declare war!"

"Is it possible that you still want your husband to declare war?"

Raising her finger and pointing to her head, Decorah continued: "Can you use your brain?"

"Why are you useless people starting a war with us?!"

"What do you think you can say?"

"Or is it because you have lived so long that your brain has deteriorated?"

"Before you speak, how about you weigh how much you weigh?"

Decorah was too lazy to coddle these people who only talked but did not do anything.

His words made the old Alliance members sitting around the long table freeze.

Looking at him with disbelief.

"What do you mean!"

An old party member stood up angrily and pointed at Decorah.

"Avada Kedavra!!!"

Pulling out the wand fiercely, Decorah said with a cold expression: "Who gave you the right to point at me!"

With a 'bang' sound.

The old party member pointing at Decorah fell to the ground instantly.

Keep your eyes open and die with eyes open.

Maybe he never imagined until his death that Decorah would suddenly take action and send him directly to see Merlin.

Look at the body at your feet.

The other old party members were frightened and looked at Grindelwald with their eyes wide open.

Much to their dismay.

Grindelwald had a faint smile on his face and seemed not to care about the argument between them.

Even if someone dies.

Old Wright began to take a deep breath, and was also very frightened.

"Do you still want to declare war?"

"If you want, please leave now."

Decorah asked in an indifferent tone. He was not affected by the dead man at all.

After all, there is no need to worry about it.

It's just a person who doesn't know whether to live or die. If you kill him, you can shut up forever.

"No..."

Shaking his head, Old Wright said with difficulty.

Although he is an old party member, he was just an ordinary Alliance in the former Wu Cui Party.

Just managed to survive.

Only then was I lucky enough to become an old party member.

I thought I could bully the newcomers just because I was an old man, but now it seems.

It’s just overthinking.

Better to be alive! No need to seek death!

The leaders were scared.

The others also shook their heads, lowered their heads and pretended to be dead.

Hoping not to be noticed.

Looking at Grindelwald, Decorah knew that the other party was satisfied now.

"Sir, everyone is on the same page now."

"I want to develop in secret first!"

The people sitting around lowered their heads in silence.

Can we not unite the front?

Unless they want to declare war on the entire wizarding world on their own.

"Very well, then everyone will do their part."

"Also, I hope you can communicate more with each other. If there is any conflict, just communicate directly."

"Decora, come here."

Grindelwald said, seeming to have thought of what it was.

Waved.

Decorah stood up, walked around, and came to Grindelwald's side.

Cook and Thompson immediately took a step back.

Turn your head.

Grindelwald raised his hand and gently pressed Decorah's head, and whispered into his ear: "Do you know why I want you to choose?"

Rolling his eyes, Decorah was extremely speechless.

Where does he know where to go?

"You have to know that if a conflict occurs and your own interests are harmed, you must learn to destroy it!"

"It's like the Alliance calling for a declaration of war."

"They broke your plans."

"Then you have to kill them like you just did."

"Instead, stay silent."

"I don't want my future right-hand man to be indecisive and act submissively!"

"In that case, I don't mind teaching you what decisiveness is!"

"understand?"

Grindelwald's whisper was extremely calm.

His hand holding Decorah's head slowly turned into a caress.

Grindelwald gently rubbed the top of his head and continued to whisper: "Remember, be decisive!"

"As long as it does not harm Alliance's future plans, anyone can be abandoned or disappear forever!"

The other Alliance core party members sitting around the long table all looked at each other and conveyed the news with their eyes.

They didn't know what Grindelwald was whispering to Decorah.

Therefore, it is inevitable to be a little on tenterhooks.

Narcissa was a little nervous, but soon Lucius held her hand.

She looked over and saw Lucius' eyes softened.

Lowering her head, Narcissa also held Lucius's hand tightly.

"That's what you said, sir."

Decorah nodded obediently.

Grindelwald smiled, pinched his cheek with his fingertips and said, "So good..."

Before anyone else could guess what Grindelwald and Decorah said, Grindelwald stood up.

Left here alone.

Decorah glanced at Thompson who was peeking at him.

The latter quickly turned to look at the ceiling.

He looked as if nothing had happened.

"You can go."

Decorah looked at the new core members of Alliance and said.

They were stunned for a moment and looked at the confused old party members.

Decorah seemed to just let them go.

Are we going to hold a small meeting for these old party members?

Although strange and dissatisfied.

But they still got up and left one after another.

Lucius stood up, pulled Narcissa downstairs and left.

"you…"

Old Wright looked at Decorah walking over with a wand in his hand, his eyes widened and he wanted to say something.

next second.

His eyes were pierced with the wand.

The end of the wand emerged from behind his head, splattering the others with blood.

"Usless waste, keeping it will only hinder Alliance's development!"

Decorah drew the bloody wand.

Look directly at the other person.

"Avada Kedavra!!!"

A green light shot out, instantly knocking away several old party members who didn't react.

Others reacted.

Back away instantly.

"What do you mean!!"

"crazy!!"

“Aren’t you afraid of your husband’s questioning?!!”

Someone screamed, it was unbelievable that Decorah dared to directly kill them.

They are old members of Alliance!

Decorah dared to kill them, wasn't she afraid of angering Grindelwald? !

"Something of no value."

"What does Alliance need from you?!"

Holding up her wand, Decorah sneered.

He didn't give these people a chance to fight back and waved his wand fiercely.

Almost instantly.

The dozen or so surviving old party members froze in place.

Decorah walked slowly through them and went downstairs.

There was the sound of something falling behind me.

The pungent smell of blood filled the air.

Looking at the body cut in half on the ground, Thompson's pupils dilated and he vomited.

Fortunately, Cook is more stable after all.

However, his face was also a little pale.

"he…"

"Only, thirteen years old..."

"vomit--"

All the contents in his stomach were vomited out, and Thompson's face was covered with snot and tears.

"Otherwise, what qualifications do you think a thirteen-year-old has to become a leader?"

"Except for Mr., he is the controller of Alliance!"

"Also, you vomited on my shoes!"

He looked at the vomit on his leather shoes with disgust.

Cook tilted his head and almost vomited.