HP: Slytherin disguise

"I just need to be proud of my parents."

Decorah rested his arms on his head, too sleepy to speak.

And Luna was silent.

Both fell silent.

Finally, Decorah fell asleep completely...

It's just dawn.

There was a steady stream of rain falling down.

The rain brought a chill.

Also water Decorah to wake him up.

Raising her hand to wipe her face, Decorah opened her eyes and looked at the gray sky.

In sight.

There were countless tiny drops of rain falling.

Infinitely magnified before his eyes.

He quickly closed his eyes to prevent the rain from dripping into his eyes.

Sit up.

Deco pulled his right hand.

My whole body, except my right hand, was warm.

Turn around.

The two people's hands were still holding tightly.

It just moved.

Then Luna woke up.

She stood up, first tucking her wand behind her left ear.

Then he touched the cork necklace he was wearing around his neck.

"hiss…"

Decorah withdrew his right hand.

next second.

He frowned directly in pain.

The scabbed wound started to bleed again because of his tearing.

Luna's palm was not spared either.

Because of a night of clenching, the wounds on their palms were glued together.

This separation.

It's almost like tearing off a layer of skin.

Decorah was a little dizzy anyway.

"We should go back."

Luna stood up and looked up at the drizzling sky for a while.

Then stood up.

Decorah felt sore and backache all over.

Extremely uncomfortable.

This wretched place is really not suitable for people to live in.

Not to mention sleeping?

"Do you know the way back?"

"I know, but I don't know."

"You lied to me again."

"No, I'm just afraid that I can't tell the difference at night and take the wrong route."

"Then last night's dinner..."

"a joke."

"It's not funny."

"I thought this was funny..."

"Well, only those kids think it's funny."

"Then I am a child too."

"All right…"

Speechless all the way.

When the two of them came out of the Forbidden Forest, the first thing they did was to clean the blood on their hands by the lake.

If it's not clean.

It's guaranteed to scare the students at Hogwarts.

The dried and solidified blood quickly turned into blood when it came into contact with water.

Spread in the lake water.

Then disappeared without a trace.

Leaves no color behind.

The rain is getting heavier.

Big trees by the lake.

It couldn't protect the two of them from the rain.

Looking up, Decorah looked at the sky in a daze.

A familiar scene.

It was also a rainy day, and I was cleaning the blood stains on my hands.

"The wound is bleeding again, let's go to the infirmary."

Just when Decorah was in a trance.

Luna interrupted his confused thoughts.

Nodding silently.

Decorah and Luna walked up the grassy slope to the castle together in the rain.

It seemed that he noticed Decorah's sudden silence.

Luna didn't feel any discomfort.

On the contrary, she was happy along the way.

Every now and then it will go around in a circle.

The Ravenclaw robes were worn on her body, as if they had been given life.

Smart and elegant.

The blood stains on the skirt were not out of place in any way.

Instead, it's like a splash of beautiful color.

Once you walk into the castle, walk through the corridor and enter the front door.

Both men ascended the marble staircase.

The whole of Hogwarts was extremely quiet.

Dark corridor.

Only the candle could give out a small circle of light.

Even the portraits on the wall are still resting with their eyes closed.

Footsteps echoed.

Luna walked with dance-like steps and hummed a song in front of her.

Like an elf in the dark.

Decorah put his hands in his pockets and walked behind.

Seemingly attracted by the ethereal singing, he set his sights on Luna.

Staring at her long, unkempt, thick hair.

In a daze, Decorah seemed to see a pure white jasmine flower...

It is also the only color in the darkness.

He hurriedly looked away.

Decorah raised his hand and rubbed his temples, then frowned in confusion.

What was he thinking about?

baffling.

Infirmary.

When Luna pushed the door open first and entered, the sound directly alerted Madam Pomfrey who was preparing potions in the small room.

She walked out quickly.

There was still a bottle of potion in his hand that he hadn't had time to put down.

After seeing Luna with a smile on her face and Decorah with bloodstains on her shirt.

Madam Pomfrey was stunned for several seconds.

It was difficult to react.

"sit down."

She motioned for the two of them to sit on a bench nearby.

Their eyes were keenly aware of the wounds on their hands.

Turn around and walk into the small room where you get the medicine.

The expression on Madam Pomfrey's face changed again and again.

It seemed that he didn't want to see Decorah.

But I can't ignore it...

Shaking her legs, Luna looked at an empty corner with wandering eyes.

Decorah put his hands to his sides.

next second.

Then he shrank back as if he was electrocuted.

Bow down.

Luna's hand was placed in the space between the two of them.

Putting her unplaced hands on her legs, Decorah finally felt at ease.

"Where's your ring?"

"Did it leave you?"

After her hand was held, Decorah turned her head and met Luna's light blue eyes.

The smile on Luna's face continued.

She lowered her head and looked at Decorah's right hand.

The white, slender hands are very delicate and beautiful, and make any marks clearly visible.

Get rid of the harsh red lines.

It's the indentation of the index finger.

It tells that a ring was once worn here.

"Yes, lost."

Decorah looked over.

Then he withdrew his hand without leaving any trace.

Looking up at the ceiling, Luna said nonchalantly: "What is lost will always come back."

"It will also appear in unexpected places."

With a smile on his face, Decorah shook his head helplessly.

Will the lost things really come back?

"Don't be sad, it will come back, and it will come back in an extraordinary way."

He turned to look at Decorah again.

Luna's confident, ethereal tone was very casual.

Just when the two of them were relatively speechless.

Madam Pomfrey came over with two cups of potion.

She first glanced at Decorah with a complicated expression, and then handed the potion to the two of them.

"You must drink the potion. After drinking, don't let the wound be pulled or bleed."

After giving instructions for caution.

Then he ran back to the small pharmacy.

Luna frowned slightly as she raised her head and took a sip of the potion.

"It smells like black earthworms."

"But it seems to be several times harder than before."

Listen to Luna's analysis.

Decorah took a tentative sip of his cup of potion.

Bitter, but not very bitter.

The ordinary bitterness is consistent with the composition of the infirmary potion.

Then why did Luna say.

Is this more bitter than the previous potion?

As if thinking of something, Decorah glanced at the tightly closed door of the small pharmacy.

Madam Pomfrey must have handed the wrong cup.

The cup of potion given to him was given to Luna by mistake.

Inside the small pharmacy.

Madam Pomfrey had a smile on her face as soon as she sat down.

She put the remaining black earthworms on the table into the earthen basin, feeling extremely happy.

Seems a little proud.

She did not forget to repeat the scene just now, as if she was holding two more cups of potion and handing them out.

But repeat, repeat.

The smile on Madam Pomfrey's face froze.

Just now...she seemed to have handed over the wrong...cup...

If I remember correctly, the potion with a few fresh black soil worms in it seemed to be on the left hand side...

After she went out, she subconsciously handed out the cup she was holding in her right hand.

And the one closest to her...

it seems that…

That Ravenclaw girl? !