HP: Slytherin disguise

Looking up, Decorah's eyes flashed with light.

He seemed much calmer at the moment, which was indeed what he wanted.

You don't have to stay at Hogwarts forever.

After all, he had more important things to do.

That was the plan to infiltrate the Ministry of Magic.

He must implement it quickly and ensure that all Alliance core members will be recruited into the Ministry of Magic within this year.

This time it was no longer the Imperius Curse.

Too dangerous.

The recruitment of a large number of unknown personnel will definitely cause widespread concern.

Therefore, it is better to introduce it openly.

To do this, he must have sufficient status and persuasion.

The trust of the people and the conviction of officials.

That's what matters most.

As long as most wizards in the wizarding world trust him and regard him as a qualified and powerful wizard from the Department of Law Enforcement of the Ministry of Magic, he is fair and just.

Then, naturally, he no longer has to be timid and restrained in the Ministry of Magic.

In addition to Alliance members, he also needs the support of other Ministry of Magic officials.

Although it seems a bit simple.

But it is still a little difficult to implement.

He is indeed a famous figure in the outside world and has a good reputation, but that does not mean that he has any authority.

So, he had to build an image.

Get some people to make fun of...

As for who to take...

Of course, we have to pick the most influential thing recently.

That is whether Voldemort is resurrected or not.

The most powerful white wizard and the Boy-Who-Lived firmly believe that Voldemort is resurrected.

However, the Ministry of Magic vigorously promoted the two of them as old lunatics and petty liars.

Therefore, most wizards don't know who to trust.

But subconsciously, everyone still didn't want to believe that Voldemort was back.

After all, it's terrible.

Totally bad news.

They just want to escape from this matter and keep brainwashing themselves.

Just like Fudge.

He is too obsessed with power and status. He is used to living a stable life, so naturally he has fallen silent in the stable world he created.

That's why Fudge was so extreme.

He even broke up with Dumbledore.

He didn't hesitate to let the daily newspaper discredit Dumbledore.

What Decorah needs to do is to capture the Death Eaters who caused trouble, murder and arson at the World Cup Quidditch match a year ago.

This is the first step, and the second step is to create an image for yourself.

The image of rigorously combating malignant forces.

All the Death Eaters were taken away directly.

Create an illusion for the wizarding world that all remaining Death Eaters have been captured.

They will naturally subconsciously think that it is safe.

The magical world is stable.

Thus it is believed that Voldemort has not returned.

The premise is that some Death Eaters and unimportant family figures must be introduced.

However, Voldemort probably wouldn't refuse.

After all, in such an atmosphere, it was completely conducive for him to reorganize the Death Eater army.

And it won't be noticed.

Raising his hand to press his temples, Decorah's head began to tingle.

He thinks too much, too complicated and too long-term.

The irritability in my heart was aggravated by the sting.

What's more, the dragon has been conveying a strong bloodlust and hunger to him.

"Does it hurt again?"

Dumbledore walked over quickly and raised his hand to touch Decorah.

"It's been a long time since I drank potion."

Decorah tilted his head unconsciously.

Escaped from Dumbledore's touch.

However, his tone softened a lot, and he lost the impatience and irritability just now.

This made the silence on Dumbledore's face lessen.

But in fact, Decorah was in pain, and he really didn't have the energy to speak so loudly, let alone be angry.

Decorah put her arms on the desk and bent down to rest her head on it.

Finally, he buried his face directly in his arms.

Decorah looked uncomfortable.

Dumbledore stood still for a while, then pulled up a chair and sat down next to him.

Then conjure up a cup of hot milk.

He tried to get Decorah to drink some hot milk, but was refused.

Because Decorah couldn't drink at all.

In the end, Dumbledore had no choice but to give up. He put a robe on Decorah and softly told the interesting things he had encountered.

It turned out that Decorah was in too much pain to listen.

But slowly, he turned his head and rested his arm on his head to listen to Dumbledore.

When I heard that Dumbledore had an outstanding student.

Decorah already knew who it was.

After all, there is in the history of magic.

Although the previous wars are also explained above.

But those are just very dry, boring words.

It's not as vivid and interesting as Dumbledore's story.

After a while, he listened attentively.

Even the stinging pain in his head was forgotten.

At the end of the story, Decorah didn't know because he fell asleep.

Dumbledore gently pulled the robe with his hands, covered Decorah, and then stood up and opened the office door.

Outside the door was a pale Professor McGonagall.

When she saw the door open, she immediately went to search for Decorah.

When she saw Decorah lying on the desk, sleeping with his arms on his pillow, she breathed a sigh of relief, and her pale face softened a lot.

"Come in, Minerva."

With the most common gentle smile on his face, Dumbledore turned sideways to let Professor McGonagall in.

After coming in, Professor McGonagall said softly:

"Those two children are already receiving treatment."

"The most serious injury they had was to the nose."

"It's completely broken."

"The recovery process takes two days and pain is inevitable."

"I think this incident has a big impact."

"Including things on the express."

"Now students are spreading the word that Decorah is very impetuous and irritable."

"In addition, the platform hurts people..."

"The trend has changed. They seem to hate Decorah."

After speaking hesitantly, Professor McGonagall sat on the chair next to Decorah.

Then he looked at Dumbledore with a worried look.

Frowning, Dumbledore walked around to the desk and sat down.

He pondered for a while before speaking slowly.

"I know."

"It's inevitable."

"This is the nature of children. They will judge a person's good and evil through their own cognition and feelings, and have two feelings of like and dislike."

"They hate Decorah for nothing."

"after all…"

Pushing a cup of hot tea in front of Professor McGonagall, Dumbledore said solemnly: "Decora's character has always been elusive."

"He would always make a different choice."

"According to circumstances."

"That's what worries me the most."

"After all, he won't care about anything or the price..."

"It's hard to figure out the character and heart..."

Dumbledore's eyes wandered.

He seemed to be remembering something.

"These deserve to be forgiven..."

"We all know that his spirit and soul have been divided and corroded."

"It's easy for him to be emotionally swayed."

"Unless you take soul tranquilizers frequently."

"But this is completely impossible. Soul tranquilizers must be taken with restraint."