HP: Slytherin disguise

Opening his mouth, Professor Flitwick didn't say anything, but raised his head.

He waved to the students in his college to go back quickly.

Although reluctantly.

But many students in Ravenclaw House were the first to leave.

It’s impossible not to leave.

after all.

Their deans all signaled.

You can't, why don't you just stay here and stare at the little ones?

I saw students from other colleges leaving.

The Gryffindor students looked at each other, wondering whether they should leave.

For a long time, there was no sign from Professor McGonagall.

"What are you looking at!"

"go back!"

The book in Snape's hand hit a student directly on the head.

The Slytherin student looked confused.

But after reacting.

Then he shrunk and left.

As soon as he left, the other students in Slytherin followed suit and left one after another.

"Everyone go back to class."

The prefect of Hufflepuff House spoke up and asked the students in his house to leave.

How to get angry and protest.

I can't stay any longer.

Otherwise, their parents will have to be invited to school tomorrow.

All the students from the three colleges left.

The students in Gryffindor House all looked confused and uneasy.

They looked around.

Hoping to get an order to go back.

Unfortunately, no one left first.

Their headmaster, Professor McGonagall, is on his way up.

"Go back to class!"

"stop looking."

At this critical moment.

The two prefects of Gryffindor House, Hermione and Ron, stood up.

Nervously instructing everyone.

Leave immediately.

Everyone dispersed in a hurry and quickly left the fence.

Head up.

Decorah raised her hand to say hello to Snape.

But it turns out.

Snape didn't want to pay attention to him because of what happened yesterday, so he simply chose to ignore it.

Then turned and left.

The raised hand turned to her nose, and Decorah touched the bridge of it.

He curled his lips a little aggrievedly.

As everyone leaves.

Decorah didn't stay any longer.

Instead, he left the front door.

Out of Hogwarts.

He bent down and picked up a handful of snow with his hands.

Then he turned to the sky.

Snowflakes are flying in the air, and the sun is refracting down.

all.

All beautiful.

With a bright smile, Decorah jumped into the snow.

"oops--"

With a pain in my feet.

Decorah fell forward and fell into the thick snow.

The whole person was buried in it.

Turn over and sit up.

Decorah looked at his feet with a confused expression.

There, a stone buried by snow was exposed.

The corners of his mouth twitched.

Decorah didn't expect that he would be so unlucky...

He instantly lost his mood to play in the snow.

After getting up and patting the snow on his body, Decorah sighed helplessly...

Malfoy Manor.

This time, Decorah came back very early.

When you get home.

It was only around two or three in the afternoon.

He raised his foot and kicked away the peacock huddled in the snow. Decorah watched it fly up instantly.

Throwing towards the distance.

Then, he looked back in shock.

After seeing it was Decorah.

Peacock rolled his eyes and walked away.

Pout.

Decorah walked straight into the hall.

"Ah ha ha--"

"Calling Talisman——"

A familiar maniacal laugh came.

Decorah took off his robe and threw it on the sofa.

Then go to the kitchen to boil hot water.

After the water boiled, he poured it into the kettle and took it out.

After pouring myself a glass of boiling water.

Decorah raised her head and looked at the top of the stairs, where a person was lying down.

That's right, it's Bella.

She didn't seem to find it boring to be alone in Malfoy Manor.

On the contrary, she was having fun.

After seeing that it was Decorah who came back.

She ran down the stairs excitedly and rushed towards the sofa with open arms.

Decorah, who turned around and took a casual look, was frightened.

He quickly shrank aside.

He was really afraid that Bella would rush over to him.

If you pounce on it, the boiling water in the cup...

boiling water…

boiling water!

Decorah's expression froze and she looked at the cup with boiling water in her hand.

Then he looked at Bella who was getting closer.

"Don't!"

Decorah shouted, stood up suddenly, and wanted to run.

However, Bella had already jumped up from behind the sofa and rushed over.

With a 'clang' sound.

The water glass fell to the ground.

The boiling water inside was poured all over the floor, emitting white steam.

Decorah was also thrown to the floor.

I almost lost my life.

It really hurts from the fall...

My back was sore from the shock.

"caught you!"

"idiot!"

"There's no way to avoid this!"

"Giggle cluck..."

Bella pressed on Decorah, pressed her hands on the corners of his mouth, and forced a smile.

Seems to be very happy.

She laughed crazily, as if possessed.

Chest heaving, Decorah felt a little aggrieved.

This person…

Just kick over his breakfast in the morning.

Now I have to torture him.

Could it be that she just couldn't bear to see how well he was doing?

"The cup broke."

"You don't have to."

"If you have to catch me, I won't run away."

His tone was serious, trying to awaken Bella's sense.

He was originally in a good mood today...

With a weird smile on her lips, Bella slowly approached, her eyes sharp.

The two got closer and closer.

The back of Decorah's head was already pressed tightly against the ground.

He opened his gray-blue eyes.

Somewhat scared.

You can't just give yourself an Avada Kedavra...

No, no!

Bella was his aunt after all, so there was no way she would kill him.

"Decora...

"Have you noticed?"

"actually…"

The voice suddenly became deeper.

The familiar crazy smile suddenly appeared on Bella's face.

Then get closer.

Kissed Decorah directly on her fair face.

"Why are you so cute..."

"So cute..."

"No wonder Master likes you so much..."

"Cluck cluck..."

"I like you too, you are such a well-behaved and good boy..."

"Um--"

His lips were pressed against Decorah's forehead.

Bella was shaking with laughter, unable to contain her excitement and excitement.

relieved.

Since Decorah felt like he was surviving a disaster.

What a madman…

It drove him crazy.

"Why don't you speak..."

"Is he an introvert?"

Bella's hand carefully stroked Decorah's long hair scattered on the carpet.

Shake his head.

Decorah said in a low voice: "There's nothing to say."

and also…

What is Voldemort like about him…

That's obvious...

You are deliberately disgusting him!

It was obvious that he was being threatened, but in the end it was as if he was being favored.

Actually.

Voldemort was trying to temper his temper.

Threats and rewards go hand in hand.

Let him, when threatened to the extreme, not be impatient or push too hard.

I don't know what Bella was thinking.

"Taciturn..."

"Um…"

"How well-behaved."

Bella smiled and stood up, waving her arms and jumping up.

She had been waiting for Voldemort's summons.

After escaping from Azkaban, Voldemort had something to say to them other than that night.

the following few days.

Voldemort had no contact with them at all.

At the same time, they were not allowed to return to Riddle House.

Although I don’t know when the Dark Mark will light up again.

But Bella felt.

It should be soon...