HP: Slytherin disguise

The hands hanging by his sides suddenly clenched.

Percy almost couldn't help but raise his hand and punch the man.

to be frank.

He had long disliked this person.

Apart from being able to deceive people with his mouth, he has no ability at all.

Dare you despise him?

but…

Decorah seems to be neither salty nor indifferent to this person, is he a little concerned?

Could it be that he is from Decorah?

There are so many thoughts inside.

Percy finally forced himself to pretend not to see it.

but.

The anger in his heart suddenly heated up.

"What about us?"

A representative from the Ministry of Magic spoke up and reminded them.

You can't just stand in this aisle, right?

Just for a while.

The entire lecture venue was filled with people.

There is no vacancy visible to the naked eye.

They are not looking for a place to sit.

Just stand.

After all, he is also an official representative of the British Ministry of Magic.

Standing in the aisle and watching, the impact is not very good...

unknown.

I thought it was because the International Federation of Wizards had a problem with them and wouldn't arrange a position.

"Find an open space to sit!"

“Aren’t there, and there, all open spaces?”

Thompson raised his hand and pointed, his tone inexplicable.

Everyone in the Ministry of Magic turned to follow.

Everyone fell silent.

what…

Sitting on the floor in the aisle and watching?

Percy, who had already turned around to find his location, stopped where he was.

He turned his head.

There was a look of dissatisfaction on his face.

"What do you mean?"

Percy suspected that Thompson was secretly playing tricks on him.

Isn't it just lost?

Why does this person keep asking him for trouble again and again?

Do you really think of yourself as a person?

If Thompson hadn't been brought here by Decorah, he would have gotten used to it long ago.

However, this person also gave unexplained guidance.

"That's what you think."

The smile on Thompson's face disappeared and became disdainful.

This guy is pretty smart.

Know that you are yin and yang him.

It seems so.

Isn't that stupid...

"court death!"

His expression changed slightly, and Percy turned around and punched him.

Go straight to Thompson's face.

Has he ever been so despised and irritated in the past six months?

When most people from the Ministry of Magic saw him, they all had to say hello and show some respect.

This sudden disdain.

It really hurt Percy's pride.

I was already in a bad mood, but now I really couldn't bear it anymore.

Thompson didn't react and was punched directly.

Nosebleeds occurred instantly.

Half of his face was covered in blood.

"You loser...how dare you..."

Stumbling back, Thompson covered his nose and his eyes widened.

The whole person froze in place.

Bow down.

He looked at his blood-stained hands.

The unexpected pain made Thompson's expression distorted.

After reacting.

Thompson rushed forward as fast as he could.

He punched Percy in the face, breaking the glasses he was wearing.

"Ugh?!"

The representatives of the Ministry of Magic standing nearby were stunned for a while.

Then he recovered from the shock.

Quickly pull forward.

But Wenwen is so weak that they can't pull him over at all.

Instead, he was affected and received several punches.

The huge movement caused the wizards around to scream.

Not a moment.

Then there were screams.

A group of people gathered together.

Pull, pull, pull.

Most wizards are there to stop this fight.

But from a distance.

It's almost like a group of people fighting.

"Quiet!"

"Are you from the Ministry of Magic?!"

"What are you doing?!"

"This is the international wizarding union!"

As the noise grew louder.

A loud shout echoed throughout the lecture stadium.

Then, the enchanted lights came on.

Let the place be brightly lit in an instant.

The black curtain also lit up.

Like a screen, it magnifies the situation of the entire stadium.

This is used to relay some important parts of the speech.

Convenient for people who cannot see clearly from behind.

just now.

It actually came in handy.

The confused wizards looked at the live scene above and still didn't understand what was happening.

Decorah turned his head, glanced at it, and then withdrew his gaze.

Ok?

stunned for a moment.

He suddenly turned his head uncertainly.

Take a closer look.

Why do the two fighting men in the crowd look so familiar?

It's not that the people are familiar, but the badges pinned to their clothes are familiar.

The flag of the British Ministry of Magic is particularly eye-catching.

"A bunch of idiots..."

His brows furrowed.

Decorah instantly felt that coming to attend the conference was the wrong choice.

Although I don’t know why these people started fighting.

But it's really shameful.

Everyone else is safe and sound.

These idiots have a lot of things to do, and they fight regardless of the occasion.

Dare to fight at the International Union of Wizards?

What a disgrace to the British Ministry of Magic...

Pressing the wand with her fingertips, Decorah finally suppressed her irritation.

If it weren't for the wrong occasion.

He really wanted to send these people to die.

A group of people wearing white wizard robes joined the dispute.

Only then did the scene become quiet.

The wizards who gathered around to watch the excitement also returned to their seats.

Sit quietly.

At last.

Only the staff of the International Federation of Wizards and Percy were left.

now.

Only then did Decorah see who was fighting.

Percy? Thompson?

Why did these two idiots get into a fight?

Seeing the blood and bruises on their faces, Decorah frowned.

Forget it.

No matter why they fight.

As long as you don't die here.

Waiting to leave the International Confederation of Wizards.

These two people didn't even bother to look at him no matter how hard they beat him.

But now.

We really can't let them continue fighting.

He hesitated.

Decorah stood up and walked down the aisle.

The wizards sitting on both sides of the aisle noticed someone passing by.

Subconsciously he turned his head and looked over.

Once I saw it, I couldn't move my eyes away.

"Decora! It's Decorah"

"Now that I've seen him..."

"Ahhh, I saw it immersively!"

A sudden scream broke the silence.

Decorah tilted her head.

I was also shocked.

But then, calm returned.

A smile appeared on his face.

Someone stretched out his hand, eager to grab his clothes.

He quickly raised his hand and shook it with the person who reached out.

Decorah didn't give those people a chance to react and walked down quickly.

But his name is too loud.

Some of the wizards sitting in front of them had already stood up and looked sideways.

Can't wait for him to pass by.

Good to reach out and hold it.

As more and more people reacted and stood up.

The quiet auditorium suddenly became noisy again.

The smile on Decorah's face froze.

But then it went back to normal.

"I like you so much, Decorah!"

"you are awesome!"

His hand was grabbed hard.

Decorah's progress could only be stopped.

He turned around and met the face of a young wizard whose face was red with excitement.

"Well...thank you for your like..."

He raised his other hand and patted the young wizard's hand.

Decorah took the opportunity to quickly withdraw his tightly held hand.

The young wizard was left slumped in a chair.

I was so excited that I was shaking all over.

Faced with hands reaching out from all directions, Decorah could hide whenever possible.

Make yourself as untouched as possible.