HP: Slytherin disguise

Chapter 302 Dance Partner

"Not fat, just right."

"If you like to eat, just eat more, it doesn't matter."

Krum stood beside him, shielding him from the falling snowflakes.

"Uuuuuuuah, you still understand me best!"

Decorah hugged his legs and began to warm them.

"prom…"

Krum's voice was hesitant, but it was filled with unmistakable solemnity and expectation.

"Hmm?" Looking up, Decorah looked up at Klum and said, "Ah, is it about inviting a dance partner?"

"Yes."

"you…"

"Can I ask you to be my dance partner?"

After Krum finished speaking, he turned away from Decorah and did not dare to look at him.

A big smile spread across his face.

Decorah hit his leg and smiled: "How can you be sure that no one has invited me before you?"

"You know, tomorrow is Christmas."

His body froze, and Krum suddenly looked down at him.

Decorah opened his eyes wide and seemed not to notice anything wrong with this sentence.

"I lied to you..."

He stood up and patted his clothes.

Krum was in a daze, but he soon came to his senses.

His lips moved and his voice was hoarse as he said, "I know you will definitely not agree to someone else's invitation."

"Hee hee, so smart!"

Decorah pulled him and walked into the foyer, his steps extremely brisk.

"Let's go see that ice sculpture."

"I think it's quite interesting."

The ice sculptures he mentioned were several animals carved out of ice. They were very exquisite and lifelike.

"Um…"

Krum nodded slightly, and held Decorah's hand with his backhand...

The next morning, Christmas Day.

A festive mood and atmosphere enveloped Hogwarts.

Decorah got up on time, then yawned and went to wash up. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw a pile of packages and boxes on the sofa and on the floor.

He woke up instantly.

The Christmas gift, he walked over curiously and looked through it.

There were Christmas gifts from his parents, Christmas gifts from the Weasley family, and Christmas gifts from Fudge, in addition to these.

Decorah found out.

Every professor at Hogwarts gave him a Christmas gift.

Even the teaching staff gave it away.

Decorah was at a loss for a while before she remembered that she hadn't prepared any gifts.

He was embarrassed for a long time before his hot face stopped being so hot.

To cover up the embarrassment of not returning the favor.

After Decorah washed up, she ran around Hogwarts with her camera, taking beautiful and meaningful photos of the professors.

Among them, the happiest one was Professor McGonagall.

Because Decorah transformed into a cat, he took a set of extremely precious photos with her.

These are all souvenirs.

Other than that, Decorah does his best and brings out all his energy.

But Decorah was the only one who didn't take a picture of Dumbledore.

No gifts were given in return.

joke.

He hasn't forgiven this old man yet.

It may be that Decorah took photos of all the faculty and professors, so when they got together, they exchanged photos of each other.

This also made Dumbledore realize that he didn't.

He actually shamelessly came to Decorah to ask for a Christmas gift.

The reason is simple. I gave you a Christmas gift, and you have to give it to me too.

Even if you don’t give it, you can’t give it to other professors.

So since you gave it to them, you have to give it to me!

Decorah rolled her eyes, and finally used magic to conjure wool and knitted a pair of pink socks for Dumbledore on the spot.

Just when he thought Dumbledore would blow his beard and glare.

Dumbledore was actually very happy and put it away.

He held it in his hand and stroked it.

According to him, the socks on his feet have been worn for several years.

Everyone thinks that he is a learned old man.

So every time I give gifts, they are books and profound decryption books.

No one gave him socks at all.

So he planned to put on the socks Decorah knitted for him when he got back.

Decorah really never expected it.

The ending will develop like this.

But out of love, he didn't take it back.

At noon, after the students had a hearty lunch, they went out in groups to have snowball fights and build snowmen.

There are also people who are extremely anxious because they have not found a dance partner.

Decorah simply retreated to the dormitory to sleep.

Because there were already a lot of people ready to invite him, but fortunately he was smarter and wouldn't go out until the dance started.

During this period, Professor McGonagall came to see him.

Seeing that Decorah couldn't leave the dormitory, she thought she was sick, so she rushed over in a hurry.

I even forgot to knock on the door.

After repeatedly confirming that Decorah didn't feel any discomfort.

Professor McGonagall then held her chest and left with peace of mind.

At seven o'clock in the afternoon.

Decorah opened the closet to look for the dress. He searched for a long time before finding it in the corner.

Maybe it's because I forgot about it.

The dress at this moment has wrinkles.

At first glance, this dress is made by a master. No matter the details or anything else, they are all extremely exquisite.

Decorah sat on the bed, threw the dress aside, and began to sulk.

He could only blame himself for forgetting to put the dress away separately.

Now not only did he have no formal clothes to wear temporarily, he also missed this exquisite formal dress.

Seeing that the time is getting closer and closer.

Decorah could only continue to search through the closet, trying to find a decent set of clothes that barely looked like formal wear.

But after searching for a long time, he couldn't find anything.

Watch the hour hand slowly approaching eight o'clock.

Decorah almost lost his breath and vomited blood. When he thought about leaving Krum and not going to the ball, the strong uncomfortable feeling came to his heart.

Finally, Decorah raised her wand and seemed to have thought of something...

In the foyer, male and female students in formal uniforms were gathered.

They wore colorful dresses and looked particularly weird.

Only at eight o'clock do the doors of the auditorium open.

So everyone is in the crowd, looking for a dance partner in their own courtyard.

The crowd was moving and pushing here and there.

Harry's dance partner was Parvati. After they squeezed into the auditorium, they joined Ron.

At this moment, Ron was wearing an ancient, lacy ceremonial robe like a skirt. His face was not pretty and he seemed sad.

But what made him happy was that Hermione finally agreed to be his dance partner.

At this moment, Hermione had elegant hair and was wearing a light purple-blue dress, with an elegant temperament.

It's like a different person.

Harry's eyes widened when he saw it. He couldn't believe that this was Hermione.

"I couldn't believe it at first!"

Ron knew that Harry was shocked, so he said something that he couldn't believe at first.

"Where's Decorah?"

"I heard that he doesn't seem to have found a dance partner!"

"Isn't Decorah planning to participate alone?"

Hermione rolled her eyes at Ron and looked around.

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