HP: Slytherin disguise

Chapter 44 "What? Say it louder, kid!"

Flitwick was just happy for a moment when he became angry by the chaos in the classroom.

He yelled for silence.

Only then did the classroom return to order.

"Pick up the books and put them on the podium!" Professor Flitwick pointed at the two students who were smashed.

Then he walked to the podium.

"Decora, come down!"

"Okay, Professor!"

Decorah knew she was in trouble, so she obediently climbed down from the chair.

"Let's go! Follow me to the principal's office!!"

Professor Flitwick raised his hand and grabbed Decorah's ears, shouted angrily, and then walked out of the classroom.

"I was wrong, Professor Flitwick!"

There was also the sound of Decorah admitting his mistake in the distance.

"It seems I got Decorah into trouble."

Harry's eyes widened in shock, thinking over and over again.

He was indeed the one who got Decorra into trouble.

If he hadn't let Decorah demonstrate, Decorah probably wouldn't have used the wand to make the books levitate.

If it doesn’t float, it won’t make everyone gasp in surprise.

Then drawing the attention of Professor Flitwick, Decorah was frightened and the books fell down, hitting the students.

Until Decorah was grabbed by the ear by Professor Flitwick and went to the principal's office.

You will definitely be punished then.

Snape definitely had to be angry, angry.

"Be more confident and remove the 'seem', Harry!" Seamus Finnigan looked at Harry with a serious face.

Principal's office.

When Decorah entered the office with her ears pulled, she saw Dumbledore eating lemon ice cream.

"Oh, what happened?"

Dumbledore looked at the angry Professor Flitwick and asked.

"He disrupted my class! It was almost a mess, and he injured many students!"

"I was really wrong, Professor Flitwick!"

"You can't blame me, you shouted too loudly! I was frightened for a moment and lost control of them, so they fell."

"Please forgive me, Professor Flitwick!"

Decorah wanted to break away from Flivy's hand holding his ear, but found that the more it pulled, the more painful it became, and in the end he could only accept his fate.

"I think it was an accident!"

"Please let go of this poor kid's ear, it's already red!"

Dumbledore smiled kindly, with a mischievous look on his face.

"Okay! But you have to teach him!"

"Even if you are a genius, you cannot use magic at will in class and do whatever you want!"

Professor Flitwick let go, still a little unhappy.

"I will. You can go back and teach those children." Dumbledore nodded and said that he would.

"Humph!"

Professor Flitwick snorted and left the office.

Decorah raised her hand and rubbed her red ears, secretly cursing Professor Flitwick for growing shorter and shorter.

"Thank you principal, you are really kind~"

At the same time, he did not forget to thank the naughty Dumbledore who helped him rescue him.

"There's nothing wrong, so I'll leave first."

After Decorah finished speaking, he turned around and walked towards the door without hesitation! I want to open the door and run away.

then.

Then I found that it couldn't be opened.

The smile on his face froze, and then he looked back at Dumbledore, who was smiling, and asked: "Principal, why can't this door be opened~"

"you guess."

"... "

"I can't guess~"

"Can you tell me why?"

Although angry.

But Decorah still smiled reluctantly.

"Oh~Sorry."

"I can't tell you, kid."

Dumbledore took a leisurely sip of juice, not in any hurry.

Gritting her teeth, Decorah walked to the table.

Standing on tiptoes, he said, "Then can I leave here? Principal?"

"I think you don't want anyone to disturb your peace~"

He was afraid that Snape would burst in suddenly.

Therefore, we must leave quickly.

Dumbledore raised his half-moon glasses, looked at Decorah and said, "Oh, what child are you talking about?"

Decorah was silent for a long time.

"I said, can I chat with you for a while? Principal."

"of course can!"

"Sit down, kid!"

Dumbledore's ears instantly became clear, and with a wave of his hand, a chair appeared behind Decorah.

Resisting the urge to roll her eyes, Decorah pulled up a chair and sat on it.

"What do you want to drink, kid?"

"A glass of green apple juice, thank you."

Decorah said resignedly.

As a glass of green apple juice appeared in front of him, Decorah's mood improved a lot.

"What do you want to talk about? Kid."

Dumbledore looked at him and asked.

"I want to talk about why the door can't be opened."

"What method do I need to open it?"

Decorah asked unwillingly.

But soon, he became so angry that he almost lost his temper.

Dumbledore suddenly showed a puzzled expression and asked, "What did you say? Child."

"I asked why the door can't be opened, Mr. Principal!"

"What? Say it louder kid."

"You have to know that an old man is severely deaf!"

"me!!!!"

Decorah screamed angrily, almost going crazy.

Where is this person putting this matryoshka doll?

Do you want to pretend to be deaf by asking repeated questions?

"Oh, hush kid!"

"Don't be so irritable, it's not good for your health at a young age!"

Dumbledore, however, was ruthlessly finishing the attack at this time, with a smile still on his kind face.

"You're a good man, Principal!"

"I really, really, really, really adore you!"

"I have grown up with stories of your heroic deeds! I also really hope to see you one day and have a word with you!"

"Now it's finally happened!"

"So the wish is over, can I leave?"

Decorah had retreated and started to find another way to communicate with Dumbledore.

"Oh! That would be great!"

"In that case, why are you leaving in a hurry? Why not stay a little longer and stay with the person you admire for a long time!"

Dumbledore heard it clearly, and the smile on his face became even stronger.

"You're doing this, I want to tell my dad!"

Decorah burst into tears.

Tears flowed out as if they were free of charge.

Dumbledore didn't expect Decorah to cry suddenly, so he stood up and said: "Don't cry, child! Don't cry!"

Seeing Decorah still crying.

Since Dumbledore felt guilty, he turned around the table and came to Decorah's side. He bent down and held Decorah's face with his left hand, and wiped his tears with a towel with his right hand.

"Sorry, kid!"

"Don't cry, the door will open soon!"

"Really?"

"Really! Boy!"

After receiving the assurance, Decorah instantly regained his smile.

If the tears weren't still there, there would be no trace of him crying just a second ago.

"Thank you, Principal!"

"You are a great person!"

Decorah jumped off the chair, passed by the stunned Dumbledore, and opened the office door directly.

Then he came face to face with Snape outside the door.

"Hi~Teacher!"

Decorah raised her hand to say hello and started to run.