HP: Slytherin disguise

There were no surprises for Decola, he already knew how influential he was.

No wonder it was the beginning.

Harry was so angry and anxious.

if.

Word got out that he was a Death Eater.

The magic world will definitely be shrouded in panic.

This is really unbelievable.

Arriving outside the Transfiguration Classroom.

Decorah glanced at the fifth-year students of Gryffindor and Hufflepuff who were in class.

Professor McGonagall stopped teaching.

He turned his head and looked over.

After discovering that there were several other wizards who were obviously parents, she walked over.

Don't wait for Professor McGonagall to speak.

Decorah then said: "The bad behavior of a few students."

"I have asked their families to come and be notified."

"Now, they need to go home for a while."

Done.

He waved to the two restless students in the classroom and motioned them to come out.

The two students quickly stood up and ran over.

Especially in Discovery.

When his parents were there, both of their faces turned pale.

One of these two students was Lee Jordan, who worked with Fred and George to sell sick candy.

Now, he is probably still selling for Fred and George.

“It’s really not a worry…”

"You are obedient, attend class well, and don't make trouble..."

Lee Jordan's mother's eyes were red, she pulled him over, held him in her arms and cried.

Mother cried suddenly.

Li Jordan was stunned, and then felt uncomfortable.

His father had a gloomy look on his face.

He quickly comforted his wife, and then said goodbye to Decorah gratefully.

He led the two of them out of the corridor.

Another student, not so lucky.

Before he could react, he was slapped on the face, if not for the other family members around him who stopped him.

I am afraid.

He was about to be beaten.

The students in the classroom stared with big eyes and small eyes.

His face showed a look of shock and panic unconsciously.

They were in shock.

Why were the two people taken away?

Could it be possible that he was fired?

But it's obviously impossible, so why...

"When can they return to Hogwarts?"

Professor McGonagall looked uneasy as she stared at the back of the student being taken away by his family.

He raised his hand and rubbed his temples.

Decorah said casually: "Next month."

"I won't interrupt your class, Professor McGonagall."

He turned around and left with several other parents.

Hold your hands tightly together.

Professor McGonagall stood at the door for so long that the students in the classroom began to feel uneasy.

At last.

She sighed deeply.

Back to the classroom...

Accompanied by Decola, several family members took away their children.

But before leaving.

Several wizards did not forget to ask Decorah for an autograph...

Sitting on the chair by the fireplace in a happy mood, Decorah began to think about what was next.

should do.

long time…

He came to a conclusion of taking it one step at a time.

Rubbing his eyes, Decorah covered his body with a cloak, closed his eyes and fell asleep...

I just slept through the night.

Decorah yawned and stood up, put on his cloak and left the office.

Walking downstairs energetically.

Decorah planned.

Go home now and see if Bella has left.

He didn't know either.

Do you want Bella to leave?

After all, she is also her aunt.

Walking down the marble stairs, Decorah saw Snape who had just come in from the foyer.

He was wearing a black robe and the icy and snowy outside world.

There is a sharp contrast.

"teacher!"

Decorah became excited instantly and ran over.

Then under Snape's wary eyes.

She jumped into his arms, hung like an octopus, and rubbed his chest feeling good about herself.

The coldness on Snape's face disappeared, replaced by silence.

He raised his hand and hugged Decorah who was falling.

"Hehe, teacher, I miss you!"

"I left in such a hurry yesterday that I forgot to stay at your place for one night..."

"But today, I think I..."

With a bright smile on her face, Decorah thought about staying the night.

Being able to stick to the teacher makes sleeping sound sweet.

but.

Snape rejected him decisively and directly this time, and let go of his hand.

Letting him lose his grip, he suddenly sat on the ground.

Expression of pain.

Decorah raised her head and stared at Snape with a look of resentment and sadness.

He really didn't expect it.

Snape could be so heartless...

The hand hanging by his side clenched slightly, and Snape's pupils were at the moment Decorah fell.

Suddenly shrank for a moment.

Then, it returned to normal.

"The ground is cold, get up."

He reminded lightly, looking down at the angry Decorah.

He doesn't lend a hand, let alone help someone up.

Sitting on the ground aggrievedly.

Decola stretched out her arms and said, "It's because you didn't hold me tight..."

His eyes grew colder, and Snape just stared at him without making any movement.

Curling his lips, Decorah stubbornly refused to get up.

The two of them were in a stalemate.

Until, it's dinner time.

The footsteps of the students resounded, and the whole castle instantly boiled.

The sound of laughter resounded.

But Decorah still didn't get up, he didn't care anyway.

The corners of his mouth twitched.

Snape took a deep breath and bent down to pull Decco up.

But Decorah avoided it.

Stretch out your arms and let him pick you up.

"idiot…"

Snape's expression changed slightly.

When the noisy footsteps got closer and closer, he finally gave in.

He bent down and directly picked up Decorah who was sitting on the ground.

Then he quickly turned around and left the hall.

next second.

The students descended the marble stairs in groups and entered the auditorium while chatting.

Completely oblivious.

A black figure left outside the hall.

Holding Snape's neck, Decorah laughed happily, her laughter clear and clear.

As sweet as wind chimes.

Snape hugged him with a dark expression and walked out of the front door.

Can't wait to.

Throw people directly into the snow.

"You can go down now."

He wanted to let go of Decorah, but hesitated.

Because there is thick snow on the ground.

If you fall down, you'll definitely be covered in snowflakes.

Therefore, after much hesitation, he could only let Decorah go down by himself.

"No~"

"Cuddle me for a while, I really miss my teacher!"

Decorah nuzzled Snape's neck with her face and hugged him tighter.

Not willing to let go at all.

Even less willing to go down.

He seemed determined to hold Snape for a little longer.

It's getting late.

Darkness enveloped the world.

A cold wind began to blow.

Snape closed his eyes and suppressed the impatience in his heart without showing a cold expression on his face.

Just stood expressionless outside the front door.

Hold Decorah and let him continue to rub her neck.

Fortunately.

Decorah's hair is soft and not scratchy.

Therefore, Snape did not dislike it too much.

At least.

He chose to allow Decorah to continue hugging him and causing trouble.