HP: Slytherin disguise

Ms. Maxim's eyes also fell on Decorah, and she looked at her carefully for a while before looking back.

Karkaroff smiled and said nothing.

Professor Flitwick, on the other hand, was looking for a big spoon for soup.

Finally, Hagrid picked up the plate of French fish soup and poured him a full bowl.

Professor Flitwick glanced at Hagrid gratefully.

Then he lowered his head and drank the soup.

Decorah raised his head in boredom and looked at Harry who was looking over.

Raising her hands to gesture, Decorah grinned with a bright and cheerful smile, her white teeth shining brightly.

Harry just grinned.

next second.

He closed his mouth in embarrassment and raised his hand to wipe his chin.

He actually forgot that he still had soup in his mouth.

The moment he looked at Decorah, he forgot to swallow it, which also caused him to laugh.

The soup that was not swallowed flowed out of his mouth.

Almost instantly, Harry's face turned red as if it was congested.

The ears were also as red as blood.

Hermione and Ron next to him also looked at Harry incomprehensibly, feeling embarrassed for him.

The bright smile on Decorah's face froze.

His expression changed instantly, and he looked away in disgust.

Harry wiped his cloak and looked up at Decorah.

But found that he had turned his head.

His lips trembled, and Harry wanted to explain his extremely embarrassing behavior just now.

But the laughter coming from around him made him lower his head and wipe his clothes in embarrassment.

Not only the people next to him saw it.

Even students from other houses saw Harry's embarrassed look.

"Harry, if it doesn't work out, go to another school!"

Ron's body was shaking with laughter, and the pudding in his mouth had not yet been chewed.

"The same goes for you, the pudding in your mouth fell on the table..." Hermione looked disgusted and disdainful.

Ron was startled, quickly shut up and lowered his head.

Sure enough, a few pieces of chewed pudding fell on the table.

He blushed in embarrassment.

He raised his hand and swept the pudding onto the floor.

Krum kept glancing at Decorah, and naturally noticed his actions and smile just now.

He turned back and glanced at the students at the Gryffindor table.

"This is the gift I brought you from Durmstrang!" Krum took out a small box from his arms.

The box looks a little rough.

Not very pretty.

The color is gray, like an old box.

Decorah was very surprised, and the smile on his face was as bright as the summer sunshine.

"It's a ring..."

"Hmm...it's a little strange to give a ring..."

"It's beautiful..."

"It will definitely match your hands!"

Krum became more and more excited as he spoke, his tone became staccato, and he opened the small box.

Take out a slightly exquisite ring from inside.

This ring is black, relatively wide, and has a series of gilded numbers engraved on it.

Extremely simple.

"Ring? It's nice. It's beautiful."

Decorah didn't think there was anything wrong with giving the ring at all, and he was in a very happy mood.

"Thank you...can I put it on you?"

Krum's hand holding the ring was trembling slightly.

Nodding, Decorah smiled and stretched out his left hand.

His hands are white and delicate, with distinct and slender joints. His nails are neatly cut and have a light pink tint.

Krum held Decorah's hand. His hand was large, and the color formed a strong contrast with Decorah's white hand.

Very visual impact.

Take that black ring.

Krum looked at Decorah's expectant eyes and slowly put the ring on his middle finger.

Decorah was stunned for a moment.

He didn't expect Krum to put the ring on the middle finger of his left hand.

Smiling, Decorah quickly withdrew his hand.

Then he looked down at the exquisite patterns on the dinner plate.

Krum clasped his hands together and placed them on the long table, feeling a little embarrassed and nervous.

He kept looking at Decorah frequently.

To his relief, Decorah didn't take off the ring or say anything.

The two of them remained silent.

Until, two more people came into the auditorium, Ludo Bagman and Luo Keqi.

Decorah turned to look at Barty.

Little Barty followed the others naturally and said hello to the two of them without hesitation or pause at all.

Even when facing his own father.

His performance is also extremely natural, even dramatic.

Looking back, Decorah found that the second dish was served, some desserts.

But Decorah still had no appetite.

He lowered his brows, thinking about whether to tell Dumbledore that someone would put Harry's name in the mix.

after all.

In the third year, Dumbledore was convinced by his words.

Therefore, I have to give him an explanation.

Finally, Decorah came to a conclusion and told Dumbledore.

Anyway, Dumbledore would not doubt his best friend.

How will he be careful then?

Harry's name will still be put in, and you can't blame him when the time comes, after all, he warned him.

After making up her mind, Decorah glanced at Dumbledore, who was sitting in the middle of the guest chair.

It seems to have a feeling.

Dumbledore, who was talking to Laukic and Ms. Maxim, raised his head and also looked at Decorah.

After noticing the serious expression remaining on Decorah's face.

The smile on his face faded a bit.

Dumbledore had already guessed what Decorah wanted to tell him.

That must be something important...

And now, it is the welcome dinner for the Triwizard Tournament. Does that mean it is related to the Triwizard Tournament?

But now, it was not convenient for him to go over and talk to Decorah.

We can only wait until the dinner party is over.

At the end of dinner, all the food on the plate disappears and it looks brand new.

Dumbledore stood up.

It was announced that the match was about to begin, and Ludo Bagman and Raukic were introduced to everyone.

Everyone started applauding.

One is the Director of the Department of Physical Education and Sports of the Ministry of Magic, and the other is the Director of the Department of International Cooperation of the Ministry of Magic.

Naturally, it won a warm welcome from everyone.

Decorah raised his hand and patted it.

It can be regarded as giving him the most basic respect.

He didn't want to applaud, but what made him do it was that someone was watching him.

After all, he was the practical professor at Hogwarts.

Bagman and Laukic also glanced at him, and then nodded in greeting.

It can be seen that the two people's brows were slightly frowned from beginning to end.

After all, the Ministry of Magic has been in a state of flux lately.

What happened at the Quidditch World Cup is still under rigorous investigation.

All departments have dispatched personnel.

Especially for this Triwizard Tournament, many staff from the Ministry of Magic were sent to maintain order and safety.

Decorah was lost in thought.

Thinking about future arrangements and upcoming events.

Even if the Goblet of Fire was brought up and opened, he had no intention of looking at it.

After all, it has nothing to do with him.

He is only fourteen years old.

You won't have nothing to do to vote for your name.