HP: Slytherin disguise

"How about you ask De...Decola..."

Discussed for a long time.

Hermione still said something that moved all three of them.

this semester.

Decorah rarely socialized with them anymore.

Precisely.

He has single-handedly isolated the entire Hogwarts students and professors.

Although last semester they vaguely suspected that Decorah was related to the Death Eaters, or was a Death Eater.

But time will dilute everything.

In addition, these things are too far away from me.

They act imperceptibly.

Choose to forget.

not to mention.

Harry also explained the general meaning of the matter to them last time.

Although they didn't understand it.

I don't know how complicated it is.

But what is certain is that Decorah is probably not a bad person...

They don't touch Decorah.

Naturally, there is no ability to judge.

He could only listen to Harry's words.

Come and learn the 'truth'.

Harry didn't hesitate and agreed.

He's been feeling restless lately.

It is even more impossible to peek into Voldemort's memory.

This time Decorah is back.

He really had to ask about the situation outside.

By the way.

Inquiring about Professor Dumbledore's whereabouts.

And, of course, Sirius.

That is already his only relative...

Decorah after making sure there aren't any hidden entrances to Hogwarts.

Only then did I feel at ease.

Since everything is not a potential threat.

Then he can safely control the Ministry of Magic.

Before that, he had to watch Mr. Garcia ascend to the position of president.

Although everything is not arranged.

There's no exact picture of what happened.

But all Decorah needs to do is to sideline Fudge, and then find the right opportunity.

Send him to see Lord Merlin.

The Ministry of Magic is in control.

The next target is the International Federation of Wizards.

Raising her hand to push her hair away from her forehead, Decorah didn't stay at Hogwarts for too long.

As he was leaving.

It is already night.

Students who had finished their dinner did not dare to stay outside.

They all returned to the common room or dormitory of each hospital early.

After leaving the office, Decorah walked through the corridor and went downstairs.

He had just descended the marble stairs and entered the foyer.

Then he stopped.

At the entrance to the foyer.

Two people were standing there.

A boy and a girl, two fifth-year students in Gryffindor House.

The boy was none other than Harry, who looked silent and at a loss.

beside him.

It's autumn.

Qiu seemed very sad, raising her hands to wipe away her tears.

Decorah frowned and stared at the two of them impatiently.

he knows.

Harry was waiting for himself.

Want to ask something.

But he didn't want to waste time here.

But now it seems.

Before leaving, you have to wait for Qiu to leave first.

After all, the two of them are now chatting together in silence and the other.

They were probably having trouble.

Things between young lovers.

He couldn't interrupt.

At least we have to wait until they are done talking...

"You can't pursue it like this."

"She didn't mean to."

"Umbridge forced her to say it!"

Qiu's voice was choked, and she covered her face with one hand, and raised her other hand to hold Harry's arm.

but.

Harry didn't speak.

He was disappointed.

Disappointed that Yu Qiu is still excusing and covering up her friends.

Marietta was the snitch.

Just because he is her friend, he has to keep excusing her.

this behavior.

This made Harry very angry and uncomfortable.

The two have different views and opinions.

It's been going on for a long time.

Cho couldn't stand Harry blaming his friend Marietta.

Just as Harry couldn't tolerate her protecting her informant friend.

"do not do that…"

"You clearly know that she was forced..."

"Don't be like this, okay?"

"She has been told that she has no face to see anyone..."

Tears slid down her cheeks, and her sad voice was hoarse.

finally.

Harry still couldn't bear it.

"Feel sorry…"

He comforted softly and raised his hand to wipe the tears from Qiu's face.

"Harry..."

Qiu hugged Harry directly and buried her whole body in his arms.

Harry raised his hand.

I want to hold Qiu.

But I couldn't do anything.

Maybe, he already understands his mind...

The love and spring of youth are stirring.

It only comes from the momentary movement and passion.

He is also an ordinary person.

Faced with this choice, he would only choose his own friends.

Qiu is no longer sobbing.

She wiped away her tears and raised her head to kiss Harry.

And Harry was stunned for a moment.

Then he hid in embarrassment.

Qiu was stunned for a moment, then burst into tears, turned around and ran away wiping her tears.

This farce.

It ended with a loss for both sides.

The sound of rubbing clothes was heard, and Harry, who was wiping his glasses, turned his head.

Then he saw it.

Decorah leaning on the banister.

See him and look over.

Decorah stopped standing and walked over.

Harry quickly put on his glasses and his face instantly turned red.

I don't know if it's because of embarrassment or something...

The whole person looked like a cooked shrimp.

"Go ahead."

"What is the problem."

Decorah ignored Harry's embarrassment and didn't care whether he felt ashamed or not.

Instead, he asked straight to the point.

He is a little tired now.

Don't want to talk nonsense.

"Well, Professor Dumbledore..."

"Okay, you already asked this question last time."

"He's fine and he's in England."

Decorah didn't quite understand why Harry asked such a boring and meaningless question.

What a waste of time.

Sensing Decorah's impatience.

A strange feeling arose in Harry's heart.

He asked tentatively: "Why are there so many Soul Eaters outside Hogwarts?"

"What happened?"

"Also, the professors say that Soul Eater has turned to darkness."

"Why can you still give orders..."

"Oh...this question doesn't count..."

Harry asked very carefully, for fear of touching Decorah's troubles.

This is a cherished conversation opportunity.

It cannot be buried in vain.

Let alone cause resentment because of your own problems.

Decorah was already like a stranger to him.

Stranger than stranger.

There is also a sense of hostility.

He didn't understand anything, let alone how complicated it was.

But he knew.

What you need to do.

What should be known and what should not be known.

"Need them to say?"

"Isn't this an obvious fact?"

"It is true that the Soul Eater surrendered to Voldemort, but that is only part of it."

"otherwise."

"Do you think there will only be a few prisoners escaping from Azkaban?"

The corners of his lips pressed down.

Decorah continued: "As for why there are so many Soul Eaters outside Hogwarts..."

"Of course it's because of you."

"Use your little brain and think~"

"What was the reason for arranging Soul Eater last time~"

"Idiot~"

Raising her hand to pinch Harry's cheek, Decorah smiled and pulled hard.

But his smile had no warmth at all.