HP: Slytherin disguise

"The mysterious man was not resurrected at all!"

"It's all that boy's nonsense!"

"He's trying to attract the media's attention!"

"It's like the author named Rita wrote it. He has a mental problem!"

"Don't say anything about him again!"

Fudge was shaking with anger and stared at Snape.

With a sneer, Snape ignored him.

Instead, he looked at Dumbledore and said, "You have to make a choice whether to give him a soul tranquilizer."

"You know the impact, he is a public figure!"

"He's being watched all the time."

"Once anything happens, it will be exposed."

"Just like what happened just now, I never thought that in the afternoon, it would be spread throughout most of the magical world in the form of newspapers."

"If you don't stop it, Potter will be criticized to pieces."

The sneer on his face was very strong, and Snape was a little gloating.

But there was no joy in his eyes.

Some are just gloomy and melancholy.

He had no intention of yin and yang with Dumbledore and targeting Harry.

Now, Snape just wanted to make the potion quickly.

"Can't!"

Professor McGonagall and Fudge shouted in unison.

Taking this potion means that Decorah is hopeless.

Although it can suppress the spirit, it will deepen the symptoms more quickly and quickly divide the soul and spirit.

In the end, it will become more serious until death...

This is the potion for chronic suicide!

They prefer to think of other methods.

What if there is a better treatment method?

Dumbledore stood there without saying a word, he was more troubled than anything else.

Because his choice will determine Decorah's future.

Snape raised his hand impatiently, pushed his hair behind his ears, and said in an irritable tone, "What can I do?"

"If he didn't take soul tranquilizers, he would wake up in a completely mentally shattered state."

"They may even be irritated by any disturbance in the outside world."

"Unless, we have to ensure that he stays asleep."

"Until we find another way."

He looked at Dumbledore and told him to make a choice quickly.

Dumbledore raised his head and looked at Professor McGonagall, who was looking uneasy, and then at Fudge, who was extremely angry.

Finally, he came to the bedside.

Bending down, he gently touched Decorah's delicate and pale face with his hands.

Decorah looks fragile in the hospital bed.

It is completely a two-level reversal from the previous state of high spirits and superior strength.

Looking up, Dumbledore looked at Snape.

He moved his lips and said in a hoarse voice: "How long can I keep him asleep?"

At this moment, he seemed to have made his choice.

Professor McGonagall breathed a heavy sigh of relief, completely unaware that she was already sweating profusely.

Snape's face became even more gloomy.

He glanced at Fudge, who looked relaxed, and said coldly: "One month."

"It can put him in a coma for up to a month."

"If it takes too long, it will double the excitement of the soul and worsen the condition."

"I couldn't find a better treatment this month."

"Then you have to take soul tranquilizers."

His eyes fell on Decorah, and Snape's lips trembled, as if he wanted to say something.

But in the end, he still didn't say it.

"I'll find a way."

"Let's do this first..."

Dumbledore closed his eyes, seeming to be thinking about something in his heart.

Everyone lowered their heads and thought for a while.

Then he turned around and left the infirmary.

Snape was the first to leave, as if he didn't care about Decorah at all.

But after leaving, he went to his office immediately.

He seems to be looking for some way to heal his soul.

At last.

Dumbledore was the only one left in the infirmary.

He sat in a chair, looking a little dazed.

"What happened...Why was your soul penetrated and corroded..."

"Who is it..."

"Could it be...you yourself caused it..."

After murmuring a few words, Dumbledore tiredly held Decorah's left hand tightly with both hands.

Then stroke it gently.

His eyes fell on the blood-red tattoo, but he didn't take it for granted.

Even on fair hands, the red eye tattoo is irritating.

Very weird and strange.

But no one knew what it was.

Even Dumbledore couldn't recognize what the tattoo was and what it represented.

Dumbledore just glanced at it without paying much attention.

Decorah has many secrets, and this is one thing Dumbledore knows best.

A child who has been outstanding since childhood.

Even extraordinary excellence, which is weird and abnormal.

But everyone has secrets.

No one can predict other people's secrets and things.

Dumbledore too.

He is also a human being and cannot know everything...

Dumbledore did not leave the infirmary until the afternoon.

And for the first time, let the students refrain from hyping today's events.

After all, the two of them fought.

If word gets out.

The influence is definitely huge!

In this regard, Fudge also helped to silence the media and newspapers.

A warning was given.

He was busy and couldn't stay at Hogwarts forever.

Finally, I had no choice but to leave here, returned to the Ministry of Magic, and fell into busy work.

For this reason, he could only send some Ministry of Magic staff to guard it.

Stay at Hogwarts.

Keep him informed about Decorah's condition.

At the same time, he did not forget to look for ways and means to heal his soul, but all failed.

Dumbledore was also searching, and he even left Hogwarts.

Go visit those knowledgeable old wizards.

But also found nothing.

After all, if there was a way to heal the soul, there would be no reason for the Imperius Curse to become one of the three unforgivables of black magic.

So half a month passed.

They still couldn't find any useful information.

Snape went to Dumbledore more than once to ask him to give up.

But this potion of chronic suicide.

Dumbledore was not willing to let Decorah take it at all.

The entire Hogwarts was still shrouded in an atmosphere of sadness.

Especially since Decorah has not appeared since that day, and cannot give practical lessons to the students.

They can only attend self-study.

The one who was most disturbed and tormented was Harry.

He had already blamed himself for what happened to Decorah.

The guilt became deeper and deeper.

Ron and Hermione had tried to persuade him to be more liberal many times, but they were always playing tricks on themselves.

Although they knew that Decorah was a Death Eater.

But I can't hate or get angry.

More of it is worry and eagerness.

Time passed quietly in such a torturous and dull atmosphere.

Everything seems to have changed.

But it’s not a complete turnaround.

Students also remember Cedric's death.

Qiu still remembers him.

He is also remembered by his friends.

The teachers who liked him still remember him.