HP: Slytherin disguise

Chapter 270: Severely punishing second-year students who skip classes

"I mean, it's too much trouble..."

After realizing that there was something wrong with what he said, Decorah added another sentence.

Simultaneously.

He also noticed Krum bending closer to him.

For the proximity of idols.

Decorah was as excited and happy as those students

"this is nothing!"

"I just want to be with you!"

"Um…"

"I also prefer staying with you."

Krum squeezed Decorah's hand.

Neither of them noticed that the four pieces of parchment were wrinkled together.

Not just not paying attention.

Didn't even think about it.

"Well... then you can wait for me in the office first. I'll be back in a moment!"

Decorah raised her head and looked at Krum closely.

"it is good!"

Krum nodded. He always looked at Decorah with a serious and serious look.

Seems to face Decorah.

He needs to be serious at all times and cannot relax at all.

Decorah turned around and led him to the office opposite the practical classroom.

He pushed the door open and said, "You can sit down wherever you like, I'll be right back!"

"Be right back!"

Afraid that Krum wouldn't hear, Decorah repeated it again.

Krum walked into the office with a smile on his face.

Decorah hurried away.

He had to quickly catch those students who were openly skipping classes.

The first place that comes to mind is the foyer.

After all, almost all students at Hogwarts like to stand there and watch others vote for their names.

Although this has nothing to do with junior students.

But it doesn't stop them from joining in the fun.

Decorah stood in the middle of the marble steps, looking down at the students surrounding the Goblet of Fire in the foyer.

at last.

In the crowd, he saw a few second-year students who remembered things clearly.

His face was serious.

Decorah raised her hand and knocked on the handrail of the corridor.

The crisp sound echoed in the foyer.

The students who were watching a seventh grader vote in their names turned their heads when they heard the noise.

I saw it naturally.

Decorah stood in the middle of the stairs looking down at them.

Thinking of Decorah throwing his name into the Goblet of Fire, the students started talking.

But after noticing Decorah's stern expression.

They slowly closed their mouths to discuss.

"Second grade students!"

"Have you forgotten what time it is?"

"Who allowed you to hang around here during class?!"

"Did you skip class?!"

"All second grade students, please return to the classroom immediately!"

Decorah's tone was fierce and his eyes were as sharp as two detectors.

Watching every second-year student accurately.

The second-year students in the crowd stared wide-eyed. They had indeed skipped class.

Based on the principle that there should be no need to attend classes.

They teamed up and skipped class.

Besides, they also skipped classes from other teachers.

It's not that strict at all.

Now facing the fierce Decorah, they were brought back to the time when they were attacked in the first grade.

Almost instantly.

The second-year students who skipped class squeezed out of the crowd.

He walked up the steps, hunched his neck and looked at Decorah's face.

As expected, Decorah's expression was gloomy.

"In addition to the dozen of you, there are eight people missing."

"Do you know where they are?"

Decorah checked the names on the crumpled parchment and found that eight people were missing.

"They should be outside the castle, watching the Beauxbatons students."

One student replied with a scared look on his face.

Glancing at him, Decorah said coldly: "You guys go back to the classroom quickly."

After saying that, he went down the steps.

Through the quiet students in the foyer, he walked out the door.

Then he quickly left the castle.

At the foot of the gentle slope outside the city, the carriage as big as a house is still there.

But the horse was gone.

Outside the carriage, Beauxbatons students were chatting.

around them.

There were about a hundred people surrounding a group of Hogwarts students, and they came to see Fleur.

That stunning silver-haired student.

Fleur stood among several Beauxbatons students, smiling and saying something.

With his hands behind his back, Decorah stood behind the crowd and looked around.

The eight target individuals were found.

They don't realize yet that the danger is coming.

He was looking at Furong dreamingly.

Raising her hand to roll up her sleeves, Decorah quietly came into the crowd.

He stood directly next to a second-year student.

Fleur had already noticed Decorah, and when she saw him looking over, she showed a beautiful smile.

In an instant, the students at Hogwarts were fascinated and giggled.

Especially that sophomore.

He thought Fleur was smiling at him, extremely happy.

After glancing at Fleur, Decorah raised her hand and grabbed the second-year student's clothes.

"You skipped class just to come out and stand here like crazy?!"

Decorah's cold tone was filled with chills.

The second-year student froze for a moment, then slowly turned his head.

Looking at the familiar gloomy expression on Decorah's face.

He directly showed an expression of whether he wanted to cry or not and said: "I'm sorry, Professor..."

"Is it still too late for me to go back now?"

"I can write a letter of apology, a 50,000-word letter of apology!"

"I will hand it over to the monitor tomorrow!"

The second-year student burst into tears, tears streaming down his face.

The students next to him turned their heads in confusion.

Not sure what happened.

"go back!"

Decorah directly pulled him out of the crowd, then frowned and dragged the other second-year students who were still watching.

Several people realized the seriousness of the matter.

They even ran to the castle crying and choking.

Decorah dragged the last second-year student, the one who was watching the most fascinated, back.

After a burst of howling ghosts and wolves.

They arrived on the fifth floor, and there were already more than a dozen second-year students standing in the corridor outside the practical classroom.

The four monitors were watching them.

Looking at the rows of students standing against the wall, several students who were crying also stood against the wall with sobs.

Let go of the student you were dragging along.

Decorah frowned and said: "From now on, I will not skip classes under any circumstances."

"Then, I will not punish you to write a letter of apology, nor will I drag you back, nor will I reprimand you."

"You just need to stop coming to my classes from now on."

"This is a warning."

"no matter who!"

"The monitor returns to the classroom and continues teaching according to the tasks on the blackboard."

All four people in Weihai returned to the classroom.

In the corridor, there was a line of second-year students skipping class.

Without even looking at them, Decorah went straight to the door of the office and pushed in.

Then slowly close the door.

In the office, Klum sat on the chair behind his desk and looked at the books on the table.

It was the book Decorah saw last time, a book about adventure.

Hearing the sound of the door closing, Klum's thoughts came out of the world of books, he raised his head and smiled: "Do you like this book very much?"

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