HP: Slytherin disguise

Logically speaking, few people knew that he had joined the Legal Enforcement Department of the Ministry of Magic.

In addition to Fudge and Umbridge, there was also the person who registered, as far as Mr. Crouch and Percy knew, and Mr. Crouch probably told Percy.

But how did Grindelwald know?

Could it be that he is spying on himself?

Or maybe Grindelwald has been to the Ministry of Magic...

"Yes... I joined the job before school started."

"This is a job license."

Decorah felt that he needed to be more honest.

He rummaged through his pockets and found the professional ID photo he always carried with him.

Place it slowly on the table.

Decorah pursed her lips, not daring to say anything.

"Director of Law Enforcement, Department of Law Enforcement..."

Grindelwald lowered his eyes and glanced at the words above, then read it softly.

"Well, I see you have quite a lot of time. I'll leave the plan to infiltrate the Ministry of Magic to you. Before the end of the semester, I hope you can complete half of the task."

Looking up in confusion, Decorah looked at Grindelwald with wide eyes.

No...he is very idle?

free? !

He doesn't even know when he will be free!

This group of people hasn't made any progress in the task for half a year. How can he complete it?

Is it possible to let him stuff people in openly?

The brain froze for a while.

Decorah said blankly: "Well, isn't this not good... I think..."

"I think your arrangements are great!"

Under Grindelwald's indifferent eyes.

Decorah quickly raised his hands to applaud and continued: "Sir, you are wise!"

"This small task is nothing to worry about!"

"I will definitely work for Alliance... no, I will definitely devote myself to my husband until I die!"

"Even if I die, I will die in your hands!"

"You are the path of my life...well——"

With her gray-blue eyes widened, Decorah looked at Grindelwald, who was covering his mouth, with a confused look on his face.

Grindelwald covered his mouth, with an indifferent expression, and chuckled: "As long as you are obedient."

He raised his eyes.

He glanced at the Alliance core party members standing around the long table.

"I don't care what your worth is."

"Because in Alliance, it's okay as long as it's useful."

"I don't want to know about your task assignment, I just want the final result."

"It's the most basic thing."

After smiling, Grindelwald's hand on the table moved slightly.

Almost instantly.

A dozen people, led by Edwards, fell to the ground instantly, clutching their necks, and blood spilled all over the floor. Even the long table was not spared.

Some fell on the chairs, while others fell to the ground.

Blood seeped out and poured out continuously.

The fishy smell is pervasive and extremely pungent.

Someone's chest was rising and falling rapidly, and they kept forcing themselves not to look and to be quiet.

There was fear in their eyes.

"I'm not using violence..."

"Rather, uselessness is the original sin."

Grindelwald stood up slowly, turned slightly, and came behind Thompson.

Thompson trembled slightly and swallowed.

It can be seen that he is afraid of Grindelwald's approach and his vague smile.

Seeing that the firepower is no longer on him.

Decorah breathed a sigh of relief, raised his hand and supported the long table and stood up slowly.

Kneeling for so long.

His knees hurt so much that he wanted to sit on a chair and take a good rest.

But he didn't actually sit down.

"First...first...sir..."

Thompson could clearly feel that Grindelwald was behind him, slowly approaching him.

He was so frightened that he stammered when speaking.

Slowly approaching Thompson's ear, Grindelwald chuckled and said: "Be calm, don't let me down."

After finishing speaking, he slowly backed away.

Thompson finally let out the breath he was holding.

He nodded vigorously and tremblingly, his hands almost shaking out of the afterimage.

Almost everyone lowered their heads.

I'm afraid that I will be the next one to be warned.

"Tsk, so many people, no morale at all."

Grindelwald shook his head and slowly moved his hands behind his back to one side.

The places he passed by.

A dead silence.

"Encourage them, Decorah."

"Wait a minute, please remember to come downstairs to find me and practice my hands with me. I haven't been active for a long time..."

Seemingly bored, Grindelwald slowly went downstairs.

The conference room was left dead and shocked.

Decorah sat directly on the main seat and shook his legs.

"Sit down, everyone."

He stretched out his hand and motioned for everyone to sit down.

Everyone didn't hesitate, they all slumped down on their chairs, breathing rapidly and wiping their sweaty brows.

Looking at the dozen or so cold corpses.

No one could laugh anymore.

"Everyone."

A bright and confident smile appeared on Decorah's face, causing everyone to turn their heads and look over.

Everyone's eyes came to him one after another.

He crossed his fingers and put them on the table and said: "Everyone here, one by one, is the core party member of our Alliance!"

"He is also a future veteran party member!"

"Alliance's support."

"As long as we work together, we can succeed!"

“Our slogan is: Be bigger and stronger and create greater glory!”

"If you want to succeed, you have to go crazy first!"

"At any cost, press forward!"

"Fight it once and you will be proud of three generations!"

"start!"

Standing up, Decorah looked serious and serious.

Thompson's eyes lit up and he immediately stood up and clapped vigorously. Cook followed closely and stood up and clapped.

Others felt their blood boiling when they heard it.

This time, they all stood up in a hurry.

Applauding with excitement...

After all the Alliance core members dispersed, Decorah bit his lower lip.

What a group of simple people!

Can you believe this nonsense?

Although I felt that this meeting was held in a panic, nothing important happened.

But this is just a formality.

A form for Grindelwald to see. When this dark wizard comes back, everyone must gather and give him the highest respect and admiration.

Decorah had planned to rest for a while.

But he suddenly thought of what Grindelwald said before leaving.

Practice your hands…activities, activities…

This is obvious, why don't we give it a try?

Frowning, Decorah suspected that Grindelwald wanted to tease him, practice his skills, and teach him a profound lesson.

Although I am usually very respectful.

But there is inevitably some arrogance.

As the most powerful dark wizard of the last century, Grindelwald wants absolute surrender and respect.

In front of him, you can't have any thoughts and dignity of your own.

This can be seen when Grindelwald asked him to kneel down and let him stroke the top of his head.

It's like hinting at those Alliance core party members.

Don't have your own thoughts.

Even a genius who is a legend in the outside world has to kneel down in front of him. You are just dispensable pawns.

Can be discarded at any time.

So, just show your own value and role...