HP: Slytherin disguise

And it’s signed with your full name!

With his eyes widened, Harry suddenly felt that he and Ron were acting like idiots, showing off a photo signed by Krum!

Even for group photos, they showed off for a long time.

What about...the wall full of autographed photos?

And it’s a close-up photo shoot, a collector’s edition commemorative photo!

What is the gap?

This is the huge gap full of ravines!

"Hurry up and practice. I hope you can survive and tell me how it feels."

Decorra pulled out the chair behind his desk.

Sit on it.

Harry sighed and continued practicing the summoning spell.

During dinner.

The students are always paying attention to the four warriors.

After all, there is a game tomorrow.

Cedric looked a little pale, and there was sadness on his handsome face.

Even so, the female students frequently turned their heads to peek.

Fleur was sitting at the Ravenclaw table, eating dinner with the other Beauxbatons students.

She didn't look very nervous.

Klum, who was sitting opposite Decorah, had a calm and gloomy look on his face.

Whenever Decorah looked up.

The gloominess on his face will disappear in an instant, replaced by calmness.

Decorah complained about Dumbledore shirking responsibility.

Put the responsibility of protecting Harry on him.

Who did he protect as a student?

Krum listened carefully, neither refuting nor interrupting.

It can be seen that the students at Beauxbatons like Krum very much.

That look kept looking here.

He took one look and turned around, blushing with embarrassment.

Not only them, but also the senior female students of Hogwarts.

His eyes were glued to Krum.

Looking at his gloomy profile.

Decorah noticed this obvious situation and laughed and said: "You are almost like a crane that stands out from the rest."

After being stunned for a moment, Krum looked a little pale.

In a hoarse voice, he said sorry.

Decorah looked confused.

I don’t know why Krum said sorry.

But he didn't think much about it and just put the peeled grapes on Krum's plate.

"The grapes are so sweet."

"You eat more."

After dinner.

The two of them left the auditorium together and walked out of the foyer as usual.

Many female students wanted to chase him out, and they still had letters written by themselves in their hands.

But because the practical class professor Decola is still there.

They had no choice but to give up.

After leaving the castle, Krum carefully held Decorah's hand.

Although it has been more than half a month.

They often hung out in the evenings and held each other's hands all the time.

But every time, Krum would be careful.

Sometimes I get so nervous that my hands tremble.

But I'm feeling much better now, and my hands are no longer trembling.

It's just that I should be nervous, but I'm still as nervous as ever.

The weather towards the end of the month was very cold.

The hands the two held were unusually warm.

Walk down the gentle slope of the lawn.

They slowly came to the foot of the big tree on the shore of the lake.

Here, Wilmstrong's huge ship can be seen.

Krum bent down and cut off a small white flower that was still open. He hesitated for a long time and did not give the flower to Decorah who was standing aside.

At last.

The white flower was quietly thrown back to the ground by him.

Decorah looked at the moon that had climbed over the treetops, feeling a rare sense of calm.

He turned around and threw himself into Krum's arms.

Then close your eyes and enjoy this rare silence.

Krum hugged him, his lips trembled slightly, wanting to say something.

But what he wanted to say seemed hot.

As a result, he couldn't say that sentence again and again.

Finally, he shut his mouth.

Quietly holding Decorah in his arms...

Tuesday morning.

The students got up early and went to the auditorium to have breakfast. They really hoped that classes would be suspended today.

But they were disappointed.

Classes will not stop until noon.

Classes in the morning continued as usual. It seemed that no matter what happened, nothing could stop Hogwarts from continuing classes.

The atmosphere throughout Hogwarts was tense and exciting.

Decorah was not happy, because Dumbledore seemed not satisfied with yesterday's results.

Then he secretly pulled Harry to the corner and said that if something happened, Decorah would be the first to take action.

Anyway, just say whatever you want to deceive.

Put all the blame on Decorah.

Coincidentally, he was discovered by Decola who was giving practical lessons to the sixth graders.

The scene was awkward for a while.

Dumbledore could only cough dryly, then turn around and leave as if nothing had happened.

Harry was very happy and felt much more at ease.

After all, Dumbledore said it himself, and he believed it.

Decorah was angry and speechless.

But he still had to give practical lessons to the sixth grade, so he endured his anger and walked to the fifth floor.

Wait until Decorah leaves.

Dumbledore turned back and pulled Harry to continue his deception.

Harry's eyes shone when he heard this, and he nodded vigorously, his eyes filled with tears, and he was extremely excited...

For students, morning classes are grueling and long.

But for the four warriors.

Time passed in the blink of an eye, and they were not prepared for anything.

Classes will be suspended at noon to allow students time to go to the fire dragon's paddock below.

Although Decorah was not in a good mood.

But he was still very attentive to the sixth grade students and patiently taught them how to ensure their own safety when attacking the enemy.

After all, students in higher grades are smart.

Don't be distracted by anger.

Time quickly came to noon, and the students rushed into the auditorium as if they were released.

A quick lunch.

They probably thought they could go to the game after eating quickly.

In fact, they thought too much. Even if they went early, they still had to wait for the game to start.

During this period, I can only wait in boredom.

Decorah followed the professors to the venue first and came to the viewing seat at the top of the fence.

It could be said to be condescending here.

There are more than twenty black seats placed on the seats, with four rows.

The middlemost position.

It was obviously for Dumbledore.

As expected, Mr. Crouch came forward and had a few words with Dumbledore.

He stretched out his hand to signal him to take a seat.

Dumbledore smiled and sat on the center seat, and Mr. Crouch sat down next to him.

Karkaroff sat down on the other side, and Madame Maxime followed.

Professor McGonagall sat in the second row.

She seemed worried, clasping her hands tightly, and kept looking at the entrance to the paddock.

The professors took their seats in the back row.

Decorah slipped to the last row. No one was sitting here yet. He planned to sit here and pretend not to see anything happen when something happened.

Don't think about it.

In his previous life, Harry was almost eaten by a fire dragon.

But in the end he was safe and sound.

But things are different now. Dumbledore has been giving Harry the idea that if something goes wrong, Decorah will take action.

Whenever something happened in the previous life.

If he doesn't take action, then he has a problem.

So...if you can’t afford to offend, you can’t afford to hide?

Why don't you just stay back, sneak down in a while, and squeeze into the crowd...

Hehehe smiled.

Decorah discovered that he was really smart.