HP: Slytherin disguise

"What are you thinking about?"

Krum's tone contained a rare hint of shallow love, which was very hazy and plain.

If you don't feel it carefully, you can't notice it at all.

Decorah was startled. He quickly sat up and stared at Krum, who was almost naked.

After looking at it, he reacted.

He hurriedly turned his head away and said: "It's nothing, I'm just in a good mood..."

"Well, why don't you wear clothes?"

The extremely light voice showed that Decorah was a little nervous now.

Smiling, Krum sat next to him.

Then he said with a serious face: "The clothes were dirty, so I washed them, but I forgot to bring my wand and couldn't steam them dry, so I hung them to dry and wore them again after they were dry."

"So now I have nothing to wear."

"If you suggest it, then I'll get dressed and go back to use magic steam..."

Before he finished speaking, Decorah shook his head and expressed his disapproval.

I really don’t recommend it, this makes it clearer.

The atmosphere became quiet for a moment.

The two of them just sat there, speechless for a moment.

Decorah sat very upright, with his hands on his knees, nervously buttoning his trouser legs, his eyes wandering.

After a while, it landed on Krum beside him.

Then quickly take it back.

After taking one look, you will want to take a second, third look...and then you can't help but want to look.

His eyes wandered back and forth.

Decorah's heart was tired even before her eyes were tired.

Just when he was thinking about how to look at it openly, Krum said like an angel: "You look a little tired, how about... take a rest for a while?"

As he spoke, he puffed up his chest intentionally or unintentionally.

"I'm really tired..."

"Well...then I'll lean on you for a while...just for a while..."

The smile on Decorah's face could not be suppressed. He hurriedly approached Krum and leaned into his arms.

Then started to giggle.

Listen to his heartbeat.

Krum put his arm around Decorah's shoulders and held him tightly in his arms.

Decorah was confused.

He even forgot to be more reserved and already placed his hands on Krum's abdominal muscles.

Then he touched it gently.

Then he didn't dare to move, and just kept pressing his hands against his abdominal muscles.

Because Decorah still has some residual sanity.

In the end, he fell asleep directly in Krum's arms. Even while asleep, his hands still kept their original movements.

Krum lowered his head and looked at Decorah's sleeping face.

He held her gently in his arms, with deep love in his eyes.

Perhaps the thing he regrets the least in his life is meeting Decorah and giving him the Bulgarian national team Quidditch medal.

The luckiest choice was to confess his love to Decorah after the specially prepared Quidditch game that day.

He was glad that he did not choose to remain silent, choose to retreat, or choose to tolerate this love.

Undoubtedly, he is lucky.

Merlin favored him and allowed him to get the word 'good' as he wished.

With a smile on his face, Krum placed a gentle kiss on Decorah's fair forehead.

The fingertips touched Decorah's left hand with the ring.

His eyes were full of longing and anxiety.

Maybe everything will go as he wishes, maybe everything will disappear.

I hope that the ending between them will be as perfect and happy as a fairy tale...

The first weekend in March.

Hogwarts once again approved students to go to Hogsmeade Village for vacation and fun.

Decorah after giving a practical lesson to the second grade students.

So I gave them some homework as their weekend homework.

Not only is this little homework, it also doesn’t require too much thinking.

The second grade students were very happy.

The sophomores knew that it was because Decorah was in a good mood that they received such good treatment.

Not much homework.

Indeed, Decorah was indeed in a good mood.

He was about to go to Hogsmeade village with Krum, which was considered a trip to the world for two.

I was about to leave.

Karkaroff suddenly popped up and asked Krum to go in the afternoon. He now had something to say to all the Wilmstrong students.

At this, Decorah just wanted to roll her eyes.

If you don’t talk about it early, you won’t talk about it until the end.

Let’s talk on weekends!

Krum was in a good mood and did not look gloomy. He just asked Decorah to go first.

Waiting for the afternoon.

Just wait for him at the entrance of the village.

Decorah could only nod in agreement and left Hogwarts alone.

He was afraid of being recognized by the students, who would crowd around him and ask for practical lessons.

Then he deliberately put on a very ordinary black cloak and hood and entered Hogsmeade Village.

There were wizards and students coming and going around.

There was a mixture of noise and laughter.

Decola happily went to drink a cup of butterbeer and walked around.

It was already ten o'clock when we arrived at Hogsmeade.

He just walked around casually for a while, and the time came to eleven o'clock.

Carrying a bag full of snacks.

When Decorah came to the entrance of the village, he looked around and finally saw a big tree not far away.

He rolled his eyes and ran over.

He climbed up the big tree quickly and finally sat on the thick trunk as he wished.

Looking at the ground below, it was about three meters away.

Decorah found it very novel. He swayed his legs and ate snacks.

Because I didn’t pay too much attention, snacks often fell out.

Decorah ignored it, took out a piece of bread and ate it happily.

A barking sound sounded under the tree.

Decorah was so frightened that his hand shook, and a large piece of bread fell directly.

He quickly looked down.

Then he saw a slovenly big black dog under the tree, catching the fallen bread with his mouth.

He ate it immediately and voraciously.

The biscuits that originally fell on the ground have disappeared.

Apparently he was eaten by this big black dog.

After eating the bread, the big black dog raised his head and continued to stare at Decorah.

That look was full of wisdom.

After being stunned for a moment, Decorah took out a large piece of chocolate from the bag and threw it away with a smile.

The big black dog glanced at it, then raised its head, staring at Decorah with eyes full of contempt and disdain.

It seems that this dog also knows not to eat chocolate.

"what--"

Decorah had a look of novelty on his face. He climbed down the tree and looked at the big black dog carefully.

"Tsk...why is it so familiar..."

Frowning, Decorah lifted the hood on his head and took a closer look at the big black dog.

After Decorara pulled up his hood.

The big black dog was obviously stunned, his eyes gradually became hesitant and silent.

It seems to want to say something.

"Want to eat?"

Decorah knelt down and took out a packet of oily paper packets that smelled like meat from the bag.

Inside were freshly baked roasted chicken legs.

Staring straight at the package of chicken legs, the big black dog quickly spun around in circles.

He seemed to be hungry.