HP: Slytherin disguise

"You are enough--"

Seeing that Harry had stopped moving, Decorah was a little dissatisfied, so she grabbed his arm and shook him.

The corner of his mouth twitched, and Harry said with difficulty: "That one doesn't look good, but this little bear is better looking, so why don't we just leave it?"

"Let's go out and play..."

He carefully withdrew his wand.

Just drag Decorah out of the auditorium.

"do not want!"

"It's just beautiful!"

Decorah pulled him back and pointed at Santa Claus on the Christmas tree, his gray-blue eyes sparkling.

Seeing that Harry was reluctant to take action.

Decorah took his wand and raised it to cast the spell.

"Don't!"

Harry rushed over and the two of them fell to the ground instantly.

"What are you doing!"

"I need to tell my dad!"

Decorah pushed away Harry who was on top of him, sat on the ground and rubbed the back of his head.

"Hey~" Harry covered his forehead, got up from the ground, then stretched out his hand and said, "Sorry! Sorry!"

"Humph!"

After opening Harry's extended hand, Decorah got up from the ground and planned to continue picking the Santa Claus doll.

"Look back!"

Harry directly held Decorah's face with his hands, and then shook it toward the guest of honor.

Seeing these professors eating melon, Decorah suddenly woke up.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?!"

Decorah looked back at Harry with a look of despair.

"I've already planned to drag you away, you can't blame me!! You really don't blame me!"

Seeing Decorah's eyes getting darker and darker.

Harry turned around and ran away, Decorah chased him directly, and the two of them disappeared into the auditorium in an instant.

"It's great to be young!"

Dumbledore sighed, and the smile on his face grew wider.

"A Slytherin won't play with Gryffindor." Snape said suddenly again.

"Friendship transcends everything."

Professor McGonagall also smiled lightly, seeming very pleased.

On the playground.

The snow has stopped falling, but the thick snow has caused many students to have snowball fights.

Screams and shouts arose.

Harry rushed into the snow, started to pick up snowflakes, sprinkled them on Decorah, and then held the snowball.

Snowball fights are really fun.

And while playing, I will get sweaty all over. Not only is it not cold, but it's so hot that I want to take off my scarf.

The two of them just played in the snow all afternoon.

When it got dark, I realized that my robe had been soaked by the melted snow.

As the cold wind blew by, the chill hit instantly.

The two ran back to the castle, and then began to shake off the snowflakes on their bodies, helping each other pat the places that were out of reach.

"I have to go back and change clothes!"

Decorah was shivering from the cold, said hello to Harry, and ran back to his room on the fifth floor.

He first took a hot bath, then walked out in his nightgown, sat on the sofa in the living room with a glass of warm milk and drank it.

Almost sobered up.

As soon as she recalled what happened at noon, Decorah felt her toes dig into the ground.

His eyes darkened, and Decorah frowned tightly.

"Magic stone……"

"Mirror of Erised..."

"Is it in here? How to get it..."

"Ugh!"

Getting up, Decorah changed into clothes and walked out of the room.

After he cast a disguise spell on himself, he came to the corridor outside the library. He seemed to be looking for something.

Until a sneaky shadow appeared.

Decorah could tell at a glance that this was Harry wearing an invisibility cloak. Harry had just ran out of the library when a harsh scream came from inside, and then Folch and Snape appeared in the dim light. on the corridor.

Then he quickly entered the library.

Turning around and chasing where Harry was running, Decorah followed him to a room where sundries were kept.

Picture frames and things covered with cloth can be seen everywhere inside.

When he first arrived, he saw Harry running out in a panic wearing an invisibility cloak, and then quickly disappeared into the corridor. Wherever he looked, it seemed to be the dormitory.

After looking around, Decorah walked into the room when he saw no one was there.

On a small pile of clutter sat a mirror.

There was a piece of red cloth hanging down on one side of the mirror, and it must have been pulled away by Harry.

"The Mirror of Erised."

Decorah pulled the cloth apart, revealing the entire mirror.

The golden frame looks heavy and ancient.

The gray mirror reflected nothing.

Decorah stood in front of the mirror.

A figure soon appeared in the Mirror of Erised.

The man had long dark silver hair, a white shirt and a black robe, with two straight knives on his waist. His gray-blue eyes were calm and indifferent, and the blood on his face was particularly dazzling.

This is none other than Decorah.

More like him in the future.

In the future of him in the mirror, there are invisible black figures behind him, all of them seem to be wrapped in black robes, standing like sculptures.

With a 'bang' sound, Decorah instantly knelt on the ground.

His face was pale, and traces of blood flowed from his ears and slid down to his neck.

Something seemed to be trembling deep in the brain.

The sharp chirping made him unable to hear any sound, and his eyes became dull.

On the right wrist, the mysterious pattern instantly turned into golden light and appeared in the air, and turned into a mysterious book again. The mysterious book opened quickly, and a bloody light emerged from it, and then the scene in the mirror was sucked in.

Wait until there is no figure in the Mirror of Erised.

The mysterious book released a stream of smoke-like gas that poured into Decorah's body.

After the smoke disappeared, the mysterious book turned into golden light and returned to Decorah's arm.

"I almost recalled my past life memories."

Shaking his head, Decorah came to his senses.

He got up and raised his hand to wipe away the blood, then put his hand into the Mirror of Erised.

Waves appeared, and Decorah's hand actually reached in!

Followed by.

A blood-red stone was taken out.

"Magic stone."

Looking at the magic stone in his hand, Decorah was expressionless.

【Do you want to take it away】

"Why take it away?"

[You found it, why don’t you take it away]

"It has no use in my hands."

[Trigger hidden mission: get the magic stone (reward: past life memory)]

"Only in my hands can it play its greatest role!"

Decorah put the magic stone into his pocket without hesitation, then picked up the red cloth and covered the Mirror of Erised, then turned and left.

Back in the room, Decorah couldn't wait to remember her past life.

【Be patient and don't be impatient】

[This past life memory will not cause any sequelae to the contractor. It will be completely integrated into your brain, allowing you to fully possess the past life memory and will not be assimilated]

"Then quickly install it for me!"

[This memory also has a disadvantage, that is, it will tear the contractor's spirit. To put it simply, it will cause mental confusion]

[Because the contractor's memory in this life has already been formed, and the memory in this life will be divided and mutually exclusive, making it impossible to tell which one is reality...]

"But doesn't it have to be installed in the end?"

【Yes】

"Then why do you care so much?"

"It's just a matter of time. I feel relieved and I don't have to risk the pain of remembering it."

[Okay, as you wish]