HP: Slytherin disguise

So for the first time, they would inevitably be surprised when they saw a professor dressed up in such a dress, and then they were amazed.

Decorah blinked his gray-blue eyes.

The students recently sitting at the tables on both sides of the entrance red carpet were stunned.

Immediately afterwards, these students all started laughing.

Harry's head almost rolled to the back of his neck and he stretched his neck. A look of shock appeared in his green eyes behind his glasses.

Slowly, his eyes became trance-like and absent-minded.

He suddenly felt as if he was actually there, imagining that Decorah was holding his arm.

Then walk into the auditorium…

"Harry?!"

Parvati, who was sitting next to Harry, raised her hand and patted his shoulder with a strange look on her face.

Harry turned around quickly and found that everyone at the guest table was looking at him.

"What were you...smiling about just now?"

Percy, on the other side of Harry, had an embarrassed expression on his face.

It seemed as if Harry had done something strange just now.

Facts have proved that it is true.

Harry had been staring at Decorah in a trance just now, and then his eyes began to wander and he grinned stupidly.

It seemed like he was having a sweet dream.

"No...nothing!"

Harry quickly raised his hand to wipe the corners of his mouth, almost drooling from his mouth.

When I think of my fantasy just now.

Harry's face turned red and he didn't dare to look up. The two people had already arrived at the guest of honor seat and were about to take their seats.

Professor McGonagall has already taken her seat, right next to Dumbledore.

The remaining two positions are between Mr. Bagman and Karkaroff.

Krum sat next to Karkaroff.

Before Karkaroff could speak to him, he instantly stood up again and pulled out another chair.

Then he put his hand on Decorah's thin shoulder.

After he sat down, he sat down again.

This very gentlemanly and graceful behavior made everyone present look silent.

Mr. Bagman was wearing a light blue striped shirt this time, with his beer belly completely stretched out. When he saw Decorah sitting down next to him, he quickly took off the suit jacket that he had taken off and placed on the back of a chair. Picked it up and quickly put it on.

That time my belly was purple and it took half a month to go away.

He was so scared now that he didn't dare not wear a thicker coat to cover his belly.

Just in case Decorah got excited again and grabbed him again.

"Well, you guys..."

"Cough cough..."

"Why are you here so late?"

Karkaroff spoke, holding back for a long time the words that it would be better not to ask.

There must be something delayed if you're late.

This is beyond doubt.

Krum was silent, seeming to think of a few words to say before answering.

He treats people like this, extremely boring and likes to say nothing.

"Oh, I have something to do and delayed my time!"

Decorah smiled and replied, her voice light and soft, sounding without any attack.

Quickly nodding vigorously, Karkaroff raised his hand and scratched his head, not knowing how to answer the question for a moment.

He really wanted to have a few more words with Decorra and get to know him better.

But he just didn't have any suitable topics to talk about.

"You can go back to the Ministry of Magic to visit when you have time. Minister Fudge has been talking to us about you all day."

"Mr. Crouch's ears are about to get calloused!"

Percy was wearing a brand new navy blue dress robe and had a smug, smug look on his face.

Dumbledore, who was holding the menu, suddenly raised his head, startling everyone.

Especially Professor McGonagall, her hand holding the menu trembled in fright, and she almost jumped in shock.

Had it not been for the sudden shock, it would have been Dumbledore.

She had already turned the man into a toad and thrown him out.

"Back to the Ministry of Magic?"

Dumbledore stared at Percy suspiciously.

Percy nodded matter-of-factly and said, "Of course! Decorah is our Legal Enforcement Department of the Ministry of Magic..."

"How's Uncle Fudge doing lately?!"

Decorah suddenly spoke up, interrupting Percy's subconscious words.

Percy's face turned pale. Being interrupted like this, Percy seemed to realize something, and his face became even paler.

His lips trembled and his voice was hoarse: "Ah... not bad..."

"Secretary Fudge is doing well."

Seemingly feeling something was wrong, he looked at Dumbledore and said, "Of course, Decorah is a distinguished guest of our Legal Enforcement Department of the Ministry of Magic."

"Mr. Malfoy, donated a sum of money to the families of the fallen staff."

"Most of them are people from the executive department..."

Slowly, Percy spoke more and more naturally, and finally managed a smile.

"Hahaha, that's it!"

Dumbledore nodded with a smile and said nothing more.

Everyone looked down at the menus in their hands.

All you have to do is say what you want to eat and the food will appear directly on your plate.

The atmosphere on the round table was a little subtle.

Karkaroff turned around and started chatting with the beautiful girl in blue next to him.

Although I don’t know what they are talking about.

But at least I don’t have to hold back so much.

Madame Maxime spoke to Hagrid, and others also spoke to those around them.

It seems that he is avoiding the subtle atmosphere at the guest of honor.

The students had already begun ordering and eating, and the noise was loud. From time to time there would be the sound of knives and forks clinking, and cups falling to the ground.

Krum moved the chair much closer, and finally sat directly next to Decorah.

He bent over and put one hand on the back of the chair behind Decorah, as if hugging him, and whispered something.

Harry was in a trance again, and for the first time Parvati felt that Harry was being rude.

While others were talking to their dance partners, companions, or colleagues, it was better for him to remain in a daze.

He angrily pulled the chair away from Harry.

Parvati ordered her own food and lowered her head to eat her own.

The force used to cut the steak was extremely strong, as if it was cutting someone.

"She's angry..."

Percy sighed and waved his hand in front of Harry's eyes.

"Ah, who?...Oh...who?"

Harry was a little confused, and he turned his head at the signal from Percy's eyes.

Then he saw Parvati, who was sitting far away and was angry.

He quickly moved his chair, came closer, and apologized quietly.

"You know, I actually got you a Christmas present, but it's gone."

Krum said seriously and stretched out his other hand.

It was empty, nothing.

"Huh? Sorry, I forgot to give you a gift this holiday. I really forgot and didn't prepare anything for you..."

"Although I received a lot of gifts today."

"But I didn't send any of them away..."

"It's really embarrassing..."

Decorah thought back to the time when she only accepted gifts and did not send gifts back.

He scratched his head in frustration.

As if he thought of Klum's key words again, he turned around and said: "What, missing?"