HP: Slytherin disguise

As Ron shouted the spell again, the book actually floated.

Probably the reason for the first success.

Ron looked extremely happy.

His whole face turned red, like a cooked shrimp.

Even if the book fell down, he was still smiling happily.

"Can you do it?"

Decorah suddenly looked at Neville who was joining in the fun.

Neville was stunned for a moment, then he puffed up his chest and said proudly: "I've learned it, prefect."

"Really? I didn't see it." Decorah frowned, then picked up the thin book and left.

It was left to Neville who was laughed at by Harry and the others.

"Prefect, can you teach me?"

Just as Decorah passed by, he was held by a hand.

When I turned around, I saw a blond girl with two braids. If I remember correctly, she should have been the first one called up on the day of the sorting.

Named Hannah Abbott.

He is a very shy and introverted person.

"of course."

Since someone said it, he must teach it.

"What's wrong with you?"

"I don't know, but I always feel like something is missing. The spells and movements are correct, but the book just can't fly."

It was probably the first time for Hannah Abbott to speak so many words. Her entire face turned red from nervousness, and she also stuttered a bit when speaking.

"Then why didn't you tell Professor Flitwick?"

"You probably should have known it a long time ago."

Hearing what Hannah Abbott said, Decorah knew that she had already mastered it, but for some reason, the book just couldn't fly, but she didn't tell Professor Flitwick.

"Sorry, I didn't dare ask him."

Hannah Abbott hesitated and told the reason.

Rubbing her wrists, Decorah put the thin book in her hand on the table in front of her and said, "You demonstrate first, and I'll see what's wrong."

"it is good."

“Wingardim Leviosa…”

The wand in Hannah Abbott's hand waved and flicked, and the spell was exactly right, but there was no movement in the thin book.

Seeing that Decorah didn't speak, she was nervous and at a loss.

"The voice of your incantation is too low!"

Decorah felt a little weak in her heart.

It's not that these students can't learn at all, but they keep making mistakes. Many of them make mistakes with spells, and some, like Ron, keep making mistakes with their movements.

Now there is actually a person who chants the incantation in such a low voice that he cannot hear clearly and is unable to complete the levitation incantation.

"Sorry, I didn't notice."

Hannah Abbott was stunned for a moment, and then lowered her head in embarrassment.

“The louder it is, the more it can rise.”

I have no choice but to teach, but I still have to teach.

"Wingardim Leviosa!"

With a shout, the book flew up, hit the ceiling, and then fell straight onto the table.

The other students were startled by the sudden shouting.

They all cast blank looks.

Hannah Abbott felt her heartbeat speed up and her whole blood seemed to be burning.

First, she succeeded, and second, she shouted the spell too loudly. Now everyone was looking at her in confusion. So many looks made her feel like her whole body was on fire.

"Very good, you'll get good at it after trying it a few times."

Although I don’t know why she shouted so loudly, a compliment is still indispensable.

After taking away his thin book, Decorah walked up the steps and tapped the desk of the student in front of him with his wand.

"Okay, just be quiet."

"I summarized the two disadvantages why you can't complete the levitation spell."

"First, the spell was pronounced wrong."

"Second, the action was wrong."

After finishing speaking, he taught it slowly under everyone's gaze.

The mantra was recited very slowly, and the movements were repeated several times in a row.

Many students who saw it suddenly became enlightened.

When they think that the reason why they have not been able to fly for two months is because they recited the spell incorrectly, some students dig their toes to the ground in embarrassment.

After Decorah finished teaching, the students in the classroom all started trying with high spirits.

The effect was very good, and the people who made the original mistakes all let their notebooks fly.

"After class, those who know how to do it will leave the classroom, and those who don't know how to do it will come here."

"I'll teach you one by one."

As soon as Decola said this, several students immediately ran over and asked him to teach.

Obviously he didn't want to be left until the end of get out of class.

That's so embarrassing.

Decorah wanted this effect, so he taught them one-on-one. When he encountered someone who was stupid, he would teach them directly.

This also caused unsuccessful students to gather around.

Be taught one by one.

When the bell rang, the last student who didn't know how to write successfully made the notebook fly.

Cheers rang out in the classroom, and they all rushed out of the classroom and ran cheering in the corridor.

The others were confused, was this an earthquake?

"Stop standing around and go have lunch."

Decorah looked at Harry and the others standing outside the classroom door and felt a little funny.

Although I know they are waiting for me.

On the way to the auditorium.

Ron and Neville were the most lively and excited. They just thought Decorah was so cool, since he was teaching them instead of Professor Flitwick, and he was also serious and patient.

Unlike Professor Flitwick, he doesn't care whether you know it or not.

As long as someone says they can, it means everyone can do it.

"It's so cold, why don't you wear a hat?"

Harry looked at Decorah without a hat and felt a chill on his head.

Decorah glanced at the little wizards heading to the auditorium. They all wore pointed wizard hats on their heads.

Well, he finds it ugly.

"It's not cold at all!"

He could only say one harsh word, and then he separated from Harry and the others and sat down at the front of the Slytherin table.

Soon he discovered that the first-year students from Gryffindor and Hufflepuff were happily discussing Decorah's Charms lesson today, and their voices were loud and clear.

After all, I haven’t learned it in two months, and I will learn it in one class today.

They were really excited.

It was more about hoping that Decorah could still teach them.

"Did they even learn the levitation spell because of your teaching?"

Pansy had a look of disdain on her face, feeling that the students in these two houses were simply stupid.

"Obviously, there is also a Hufflepuff student who couldn't make things rise for two months because he chanted the spell too quietly."

Decorah looked disdainful, with a mocking tone in his voice.

"Oh my God, that's so stupid."

"How did they do that?"

"Since I'm so proud of myself because I learned it in just one class!"

"This is the simplest and most basic magic spell."

Looking at the first-year students from the two houses who were still talking happily, Pansy frowned with disgust.

She was curious as to why idiots could get into Hogwarts.

"Maybe they don't think they're stupid."

Theodore suddenly said this.

Decorah was instantly amused, but it seemed like they didn't feel stupid.

After all, no one should feel like a fool.

"What class are you doing this afternoon?"

"Defense Against the Dark Arts."

"Professor Quirrell's class! I wonder if the smell of garlic on him will be lighter in such a cold weather."

With that said, Decorah raised his eyes and glanced at Professor Quirrell who was shrinking at the teacher's desk.