HP: Slytherin disguise

The heavy snow came as expected, turning the whole world into white, endless white.

Christmas day.

Not all students will stay in school, so many students go home.

Decorah has no intention of going home.

Because once he got home, he didn't want to go back to Hogwarts to attend classes.

Since there were no classes today, there would be a Christmas dinner at noon that would last until night. The students from all the colleges who stayed at the school were very happy, and they felt very happy even if they didn't go home.

Especially during breakfast.

The long tables in the four courtyards looked a little empty.

Everyone gathered together to open the Christmas gifts sent from home and made a lot of noise.

Decorah sat alone behind the long Slytherin table.

He held in his hand what the owl had just delivered.

He opened it directly, and inside was a letter written by his mother, which basically asked him to keep warm.

A very ordinary letter of instruction.

The gift inside was an exquisite ring, engraved with complex patterns and inlaid with a blood-red gemstone.

Wear this blood-red gemstone ring on your right index finger.

Decorah raised his hand and looked at the candlelight above the auditorium.

On the slender white hand, the blood vessels are clearly visible. On the index finger, a delicate and noble gemstone ring is worn. The blood-red gemstone is in sharp contrast to the white hand.

It looks beautiful and eye-catching, like the hands of a noble prince.

In addition to this exquisite ring, there is also a sheathed dagger in the package. This dagger is very elegant. The blade is smooth and slender. The blade is as thin as a cicada's wing and can easily cut a person's neck. The material seems to be very unusual, which makes The entire dagger is extremely light.

Sheathing the dagger, Decorah quickly hid it in the pocket inside her robe.

This was supposed to be a Christmas gift from his father.

Two meaningful things beat those candies and useless handmade trinkets.

Decorah liked both of them anyway.

There are even some surprises.

He began to immerse himself in writing a reply. After writing one eloquently, he folded the letter, put it in an envelope, and handed it to the owl. The owl bit it, and then flew out of the auditorium with flapping wings.

He stood up and stuffed the toast into his mouth.

Decorah left the auditorium.

The Christmas banquet at noon was very lively. There was a huge tree in the auditorium with various lantern decorations and candies hung on it, as well as hundreds of candles.

The table was filled with fat roasted turkeys, piles of roasted meats, cooked potatoes, plates of grilled sausages with an attractive sheen, and various foods.

At the guest of honor table.

Dumbledore also replaced his pointed hat with a bonnet filled with flowers. Professor Flitwick next to him had just told him a joke, which made him laugh.

The auditorium echoed with laughter and laughter.

Decorah was surprised to see Hagrid also appear at the guest of honor seat, drinking wine non-stop, and even kissed Professor McGonagall on the cheek.

Professor McGonagall smiled, her face slightly red.

Although surprised, Decorah became interested in wine.

He looked around, trying to find if there was wine somewhere, but how could there be wine on the student table?

But Decorah really found it.

In the middle of the long Slytherin table, there is a bottle of pink fruit wine.

Decorah picked it up and shook it.

The international students from various colleges were now running around in the auditorium, dancing around the Christmas tree, so no one noticed that he picked up a bottle of fruit wine.

Opened the lid and took a sniff.

Decorah actually smelled the smell of green apples from it. He poured himself a glass without hesitation and drank it all in one gulp.

It tastes good and doesn't taste like alcohol at all.

It also has the flavor of green apple in it.

This made Decorah pour a few more glasses and drink them until the bottle of fruit wine was finished.

Shaking his head, Decorah dropped the empty bottle on the table.

Then he returned to his seat and looked at the huge Christmas tree.

"Decora!"

"You didn't come home!"

Harry came over in surprise. He didn't come for breakfast today, so he didn't know that Decorah was staying in school.

"Um…"

"What are you going home for..."

"How nice it is here..."

"Don't you think so, Harry?"

Decorah put her chin on her hand, looked at Harry, and spoke slowly.

"what?"

Harry felt that Decorah was strange, but he couldn't put his finger on it.

"There are so many little gift boxes on the Christmas tree!"

"Do you want to pick it with me? Many people got candies and small gifts from it!"

"Let's go! Let's pick it together!"

Harry took Decorah's hand and led him to the Christmas tree in the middle of the auditorium.

There were many students surrounding the Christmas tree.

"Look, that gift box is so beautiful. I think the gift inside must be great!"

Harry pointed excitedly at a red gift box hanging on the Christmas tree.

But it's very high.

Harry couldn't reach it.

"what gift?"

Decorah looked up drowsily and looked at the red gift box on Harry's finger.

“This is literally the best Christmas I’ve ever had!”

Harry's eyes sparkled brightly.

He seemed to want to remain silent in this happy and carefree moment forever.

But Decorah's attention wasn't there.

He reached for a white gift bear hanging on the Christmas tree.

But the gift bear hung very high.

Decorah could only raise his hands stupidly, looking stunned.

"What's wrong with you, Decorah?"

Only then did Harry realize that something was really wrong with Decorah.

He hurriedly held Decorah's face with his hands, his eyes widened with confusion on his face.

"Can't reach..."

Decorah's tone was soft, as if he was talking to himself.

"What can't be reached?!"

"that…"

Following Decorah's finger, Harry saw the white gift bear hanging high at a glance.

"... "

Of course you can't reach it, it hangs so high and you are so short.

Although he thought so in his heart, Harry did not dare to say it with his mouth.

He first quietly looked around to see if anyone had noticed this. When he saw that no students had noticed, Harry took out his wand and cast a levitation spell on the gift bear.

The gift bear slowly floated down and then landed in Harry's hand.

He happily handed the gift bear to Decorah.

Unexpectedly, Decorah didn't even look at it.

Instead, he pointed at a Santa Claus doll, "That..."

"... "

Harry was sure that Decorah had drunk too much.

This looks the same as Hagrid just now.

"You are enough--"

Decorah looked at Harry and muttered dissatisfiedly.

"... "

For the first time, Harry found Decorah to be a pain in the ass.

But he still quietly raised his wand, planning to secretly use the levitation spell to get the Santa Claus doll down.

then.

Nothing happened anymore, because Harry found that the professors at the guest table were staring at them.

Dumbledore was holding the wine glass and staring at them.

When Harry noticed, he raised his glass to signal and winked mischievously.

So, is it enough?

The professors didn't look away at all, just staring at him to see if he dared to use magic.