HP: Slytherin disguise

Rocks cracked.

The powerful force bombarded the surrounding areas with rubble and cracks.

Hagrid finally.

Forced into a desperate situation.

He stood on the edge of the cliff and looked back at the abyss behind him.

Fall down.

I'm afraid he will be shattered to pieces.

Become a pile of meat.

A smile finally appeared on Decorah's delicate face.

That smile was so different from the others around him.

Extraordinarily brilliant and childlike.

Like sunshine coming from the heart.

Both innocent and innocent.

The uneasiness in his heart disappeared, and Decorah laughed crazily.

"Giggle cluck..."

"What are you struggling for? You're going to die anyway."

"Oh--"

"It's really weird."

"How could such a weak loser be able to struggle under my hand for so long~"

The wand he held was slowly lowered.

The green arc above disappears.

Danger removed.

Decorah no longer pretended, but truly showed his emotions.

He is really curious.

A waste.

How could a person who even had to hide his wand secretly struggle for so long?

Just a weird thing.

"What is your purpose..."

"Still, you have been Voldemort's lackey from the beginning to the end!"

Hagrid's eyes were red and full of tears.

His tone was very excited, his whole body was trembling slightly, and his lips were trembling.

Magic wand held in hand.

It's also a bit run down.

Trevor dragged his broken leg from being kicked to Rookwood's side.

Not far away, lay the dying old giant.

It can be said.

The giants are almost dead.

Bella was still shouting excitedly, keen on torturing the remaining giants.

"Want to know the answer?"

"Satisfy you..."

Decorah smiled cutely, revealing two extra tiger teeth that appeared at some point.

Sharp teeth in the sunlight.

Glowing with a pale cold light.

Under Hagrid's disbelieving gaze.

Decorah used her wand to lift the sleeve of her left arm.

Showing your fair arms.

Also exposed.

The dark and ferocious Dark Mark on it!

that moment.

Hagrid's eyes widened, his complex and conflicting emotions gone.

No more suffering.

There is just anger and hatred.

and also.

disgust!

The obvious disgust and hatred.

He stretched out his pink tongue and licked the dark mark on his arm.

Decorah smiled very sickly.

"You pretended to be so good that even Dumbledore was fooled."

"Fooled everyone."

"From the beginning to the end, you are the madman who should be imprisoned in Azkaban!"

Hagrid shook his head slightly.

Anger and unwillingness made his body tremble.

Wanting to rush up and knock Decorah to the ground.

"Unfortunately."

"You can't tell Albus Dumbledore this news~"

Decorah opened her gray-blue eyes.

Use the most innocent tone and say the coldest words.

A wave of the wand.

A ray of red light hit Hagrid's hand.

Hagrid turned his head. The wand in his hand had been knocked out and broke.

And then fell into the abyss behind him.

this moment.

His death was destined.

Hagrid thought so.

He hated his powerlessness, and even more hated himself for being deceived by Decorah's appearance.

From beginning to end.

This is an extremely perfect disguise.

Decorah is not that good at all.

Just a complete lunatic...

"Die with anger."

"From now on, Dumbledore and Potter will be buried with you."

"Cuckoo~"

Decorah laughed until she shed tears.

Follow the cheeks and slide down to the chin.

"Avada Kendawa."

The wand fired a green beam, but failed to hit the desperate Hagrid.

But misplaced.

It hit a boulder in the distance.

Break the boulder into pieces.

Decorah turned his head, with a strong murderous intention on his delicate face.

His hand held the wand.

He was hit by a piece of gravel, and the entire stone was embedded in his wrist.

Blood continued to seep out.

Drenched with blood.

"Quick...go..."

The old giant raised his head and his voice was broken.

Hagrid was stunned for a moment, and the next second he ran towards the steep slope with tears streaming down his face.

Decorah turned his head, wanting to give Hagrid a fatal blow.

But next second.

The old giant tried his best to grab a handful of gravel and smashed it hard.

"what!!!"

He screamed angrily.

Decorah waved her wand sharply.

A powerful attack directly shattered the rubble that was thrown at him.

Simultaneously.

There will also be the old giant lying on the ground.

It exploded into fragments of broken limbs and arms.

The smell of blood is pungent.

Minced meat is like raindrops from the sky.

It watered several people.

Facing the death of the old giant, the remaining giants raised their heads and roared in grief and indignation.

Then, he fell under Bella's death curse.

It was all over since then.

Their tribe was also destroyed in an instant at its most glorious moment.

It vanished into nothing in an instant.

Decorah's eyes were red as he looked at the black figure that had rolled down the steep slope.

Below are more and more bushes.

Endless dead grass.

Hagrid could no longer care about the pain and rolled down hard.

Escape from here quickly.

Decorah staggered to the steep slope.

Looking down at the motionless steep slope.

Perhaps, there are too many dry grasses and shrubs and they are too tall.

Hide Hagrid completely.

At first glance, they all look exactly the same.

I can’t tell whether I have observed it or not.

Strong anger and irritability arose in Decorah's heart.

He directly used his wand to attack the bottom of the steep slope indiscriminately.

The ground is cracked.

Big craters were blown out one after another.

At last.

The fire spread rapidly downwards and started a raging fire.

The entire sky is connected with flames.

Melt into one.

Looking at Decorah who was so heartbroken and almost going crazy.

Rookwood and Trevor both stood there.

Don't dare to make any move.

He was right, there was no normal person in this family.

They are all crazy!

A lunatic with no regard for the consequences!

He just burned the wilderness below the steep slope without thinking about the consequences.

Not even thinking about whether he would be discovered.

Exposed!

But then I thought about it.

Decorah is the Director of Legal Enforcement of the Ministry of Magic, how could he let the matter be exposed...

"madman…"

"They are all madmen...no one is normal..."

Trevor stared, a little panicked.

Who made him get kicked by Decola just now?

Now that I think about it, I feel lucky.

Xin Hao didn't kill him.

Bella ran over, looked at the fire all over the sky below, and opened her arms happily.

Screaming and cheering.

Decorah took a few steps back, feeling a little exhausted.

But more.

It's flustered and vicious.

Hagrid is not dead…

At least he didn't directly kill Hagrid and see his body!

That damn old giant bought him time to escape.

Let him roll down the steep slope.

Hidden in the dense forest below.

Maybe he would be burned to death, maybe he would be lucky enough to survive.

The more you think.

Decorah became more and more uneasy and angry.

He turned around.

With a wave of the wand, Rookwood and Trevor were thrown away.

"Why give him a chance!"

"Why don't you just kill this old guy!"

Decorah opened his eyes with a scarlet color.

Hand holding a wand.

I have exerted so much force that my fingertips are turning white.

Shrinking back in panic, Trevor quickly raised his hands and said, "The wand is in your hand."

"I can't go to war!"

He was in a life or death situation.

I chose to let go of the relationship, completely.

But it is.

It has nothing to do with him.

The wand had been snatched away by Decorah, and he was kicked for no reason.

The legs were broken.

This battle has nothing to do with him.

He was really afraid that Decorah would get mad.

Kill him as well.

Obvious.

Decorah has gone crazy...