HP: Slytherin disguise

night.

After hearing the last story, Draco was sent back to the room by Narcissa. Before closing the door, he also told him to go to bed early so that he could leave for Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry tomorrow.

Lying on the bed, Decorah opened the mysterious book he had forgotten.

The Book Spirit needs his blood to activate.

Draco had no doubt of that.

He cut his palm open with the wand, and blood instantly seeped out and dripped on the first page of the mysterious book.

It blooms with blood.

The string of fonts slowly appeared.

Contract: Decorah Malfoy

Immediately afterwards, the golden thread that seemed to be alive surged out from his name.

They scrambled to float, climbed up to his fingertips, and spread to the edges of his wounds, greedily absorbing the blood.

Until Decorah turned pale and the wound stopped bleeding.

The golden thread slowly faded away.

Shrunk back into the name.

"Healed as before!"

As the wand emits a beam of light, his wounds heal quickly and eventually disappear.

Although his memory has been almost completely assimilated in the past few days.

But he has not forgotten the control of magic spells and wands.

It's as easy to use as it was in the previous life.

The mysterious book emits golden light and floats slowly.

Then it started to flip, and finally stopped at a familiar place.

【I'm glad you still remember to activate me】

Faced with the strange spirit of the book spirit, Decorah chose to ignore it.

He had indeed forgotten all about the mysterious books these days. He really longed for family affection.

Thinking of the last life...

Decorah seemed to have forgotten what he should be thinking about.

His memory has been almost assimilated.

Well, he didn't know why.

"I really don't feel fear anymore."

"But the emotional transfer you said, to which emotion?"

This was Decorah's main question.

He didn't feel anything wrong with his emotions.

[Due to insufficient energy during the transfer, the fear can only be transferred to your weakest emotion]

[And your weakest emotion is curiosity, the most primitive human emotion, curiosity]

[It seems that you are very smart and know how to be curious and kill the cat, so your curiosity is very small or even weak, and you have no desire to explore at all]

"curious!"

Decorah seemed to have thought of something. He was very curious about Harry that day, so he inexplicably wanted to make friends with him and wanted to follow him all the time.

That strong curiosity was so terrifying that I couldn't restrain it at all.

He couldn't guarantee what would happen in the future.

Maybe he will be like the Gryffindor students, curious about everything and want to explore, just like the three Harrys.

Plus he has no fear.

This is simply a death-defying rhythm.

At the same time, he also thought of another question.

Will I be sorted into Gryffindor? I have inherent curiosity and enthusiasm for friends, plus the courage to lose fear of anything.

"Merlin! I think I'm going crazy!"

"Being sorted into Gryffindor, I thought my father was going to kill me! Oh my God! Merlin's socks!"

Decorah panicked.

Just like a naughty child who finds out that he has got into big trouble.

Although the fear was removed, it could not change his panic.

[Remember to take me with you, you need to sacrifice your blood at all times to activate me, if you want to get rid of curiosity]

Decorah took a deep breath, stood up and sat up straight.

"By the way, how can I change my destiny with my abilities! Showing off my abilities directly will attract too much attention, and I have to pretend all the time. I won't learn anything useful, and I won't be exposed to anything."

[Contractors do not need to be anxious, fate is complex and changeable, and changes will only occur if you change it slowly]

[Instead of worrying about which side to join, it’s better to be in both camps]

"Interspersed between the two camps..."

Decorah relaxed her frown and nodded in understanding.

There was a flash of clarity in his eyes.

He seemed to understand something, but he didn't understand it.

[When the contractors enter Hogwarts and the sorting is completed, the final function of the book will be opened]

"Still functional?"

[Yes, although there are only two functions, the contractor can analyze and use them carefully. The correct way to use them will make them your greatest help. These hidden uses require the contractor to trigger the inquiry themselves]

Faced with Shu Ling's confused words, Decorah fell into thinking.

"What's the final function?"

He asked tentatively.

【Memory Awakening】

[After completing the task of publishing the book, the contractor can awaken the memories of these people and compress the memories]

Books flipped quickly.

Finally stopped at a certain page.

Decorah looked carefully. The yellowed picture showed the back of a person, with long flowing hair, loose and light clothes, and two long knives crossed behind his waist. The person's hands were holding the handles of the knives. .

Similar to the unique patterns on carrot cards.

Underneath the back were strange words that he couldn't understand at all.

"Are their memories of any use?"

[The memories of these people will allow the contractor to increase his experience and compress the memory, which is what that person has learned throughout his life]

[How much you can comprehend depends entirely on the contractor's ability]

Looking at the back, Decorah raised his hand and stroked the paper with a smile on his face.

"It's really amazing...so amazing..."

The corners of his mouth curled up, and Decorah once again cut a hideous gash on his arm.

The moment the blood overflowed, the mysterious book seemed to have discovered something. Countless tiny golden threads came out and wrapped around his arm to prevent a drop of blood from falling.

The sting made Decorah frown.

But there was a smile on his young face, and with this, he would personally send the person he hated to see Merlin.

With the loss of blood, Decorah's face became paler.

It seemed like he would fall down at any moment.

"enough!"

Decorah growled when she felt that the golden thread had stabbed into his wound greedily, sucking his blood.

Jinsi was shocked, then slowly retreated, and finally retracted into the mysterious book.

"Healed as before!"

Casting a wound healing spell, Decorah leaned weakly on the pillow.

[You need to eat more and replenish nutrients, otherwise at this rate of sacrifice, your body will not be able to bear it, and you will not be able to accumulate enough change power]

"is it?"

Decorah murmured, then raised his eyes.

"Can other people's blood be used as a sacrifice?"

Decorah's gray-blue eyes were cold, and his tone was particularly calm.

[Of course, Contractor]

[You finally thought of this problem, I thought you would never think of it]

[However, others need four times the same amount of blood to achieve the effect of the blood of the contractor. After all, the blood of non-contractors does not have much purity and will be lost during the absorption process]

Ah!

Why can't you think of it?

After all, he is still as selfish as in his previous life.

After all, he is a Malfoy...

Pure-blood family interests come first!