HP: Slytherin disguise

He opened his eyes tiredly.

Draco stood up with his hands on the ground and walked straight into the hall.

He just sat down.

?The corpse brought a glass of water.

Raising his hand to take it, Draco raised his head and drank it in one breath.

After resting for a while, he went upstairs to his room to wash up and put on brand new clothes.

Waiting for him to wipe his wet long hair.

Come to the window.

Then I found that the sky outside was no longer dark, but gray.

It's close to dawn.

He left the room and exited the hall.

Draco stood on the steps, enjoying the fresh air.

After standing quietly for a while.

He returned to the hall and sat on the sofa writing a letter.

Then he was handed over to a corpse.

The corpse took the envelope and left to find the owl.

This letter is destined for the Ministry of Magic.

He was not in the mood to go to Diagon Alley to customize a wand, so he just threw the task away...

Don't know when.

Draco rarely walked around the familiar places anymore.

Including the places you longed for in your previous life.

Lying down on the sofa, Draco planned to close his eyes and relax.

Go to Hogwarts when daylight comes.

After all, today is the fifth grade OWL assessment...

After thinking about the assessment and the Soul Eater, Draco gradually became sleepy.

Finally, I fell asleep directly.

After he fell asleep.

A corpse came over, picked him up gently, took him upstairs to the bedroom, and put him on the bed...

At noon.

The bright sun shines.

The students of Hogwarts were gathering in the common room or corridors in boredom.

Chatting and sharing fun.

And some Aurors from the Ministry of Magic.

It was also a conversation taking place on the steps of the entrance hall, sitting or standing.

Laugh out loud from time to time.

The whole school exudes a pleasant atmosphere.

No exam was conducted at all.

Umbridge stood at the front door and kept looking around.

She would look for a while, then return to the castle, and then come back to look again soon.

Everyone knew who she was waiting for.

principal.

She was waiting for Headmaster Malfoy to arrive.

After two Quidditch matches yesterday morning, when Slytherin and Gryffindor were about to play the final Quidditch final in the afternoon, Umbridge stopped them.

He forced all the teachers and students who had arrived at the Quidditch field to leave.

the reason is simple.

It’s also weird.

That is, their principal was not present!

But the principal was not present in the morning, so didn't the game continue like this?

Why does he have to be there in the afternoon?

He directly delayed the finals and postponed the assessment time by himself.

If it had been during Dumbledore's previous tenure.

I don’t know how many parents have criticized and criticized me.

but now.

Don't even know...

After all, the news about Hogwarts was directly locked up.

"You can obviously take advantage of this time to review quickly!"

"No, I still have to train!"

"But you didn't train yesterday afternoon or this morning!"

"So I need to train now!"

"Then why didn't you train earlier?"

"I…"

"What the hell, why do you keep putting it off, Ron?"

"I don't think Harry is reviewing either..."

"But he carefully read the notes I lent him!"

"Okay, but I really have to go train now, the captain just asked."

in the corridor.

Two fast figures were walking forward.

One of them was Ron wearing Quidditch training uniform.

He looked a little guilty.

Hermione's steps soon slowed down, watching Ron leave in a hurry.

"What the hell are these two crazy about..."

Frowning slightly, Hermione chose to go to the Gryffindor dormitory to see Harry, who was sitting in the common room in a daze.

But then there was a sound from below.

She went directly to the edge of the stone fence and looked downstairs.

The next second, Hermione became excited, but then she seemed to remember something and retracted her hand that wanted to say hello loudly and wave.

Thank goodness.

Fortunately she reacted in time...

downstairs.

Umbridge heard the students talking.

He hurriedly walked out.

You see it at a glance.

Draco just passed the flower bed.

He wore well-tailored black trousers and a simple and neat white shirt. His long silver hair was scattered behind him, already covering his waist.

He just raised his eyes slightly.

It gives people a sense of surprise.

Facing Draco who suddenly became normal again.

Umbridge was inexplicably afraid.

This kind of person is often the most dangerous, and the one who is prone to change his face and go crazy...

"You postponed the assessment?"

Draco didn't ask too much.

Just a symbolic confirmation.

Nodding, Umbridge hurriedly followed Draco's steps towards the hall.

"Yes, the Quidditch final has been postponed too."

"Because you didn't come back."

"So I made the decision on my own."

Even though he said so.

But Umbridge is taking credit openly and covertly.

Because she strictly remembered every word Draco said, including Draco saying he had something to tell the teachers and students during the afternoon finals.

Since Draco wasn't there.

Then this game must be postponed.

"Mr. Minister!"

"Mr. Minister!"

"Mr. Minister."

"minister."

……

The Aurors sitting on the steps stood up to say hello and turned aside to make way.

Those who were standing took a few steps back.

Prevent crowding.

"Ah."

Draco nodded slightly, stepped over the steps, walked into the foyer, and walked straight into the auditorium.

Umbridge followed, a little unhappy.

She's unhappy.

It's for those Aurors from the Ministry of Magic.

Because when she came out just now, those Aurors didn't even look at her, not to mention getting up.

After all, she is also the Deputy Minister of Magic.

These people are so presumptuous...

Draco found a seat at random at the long table in Hufflepuff House and sat down directly.

As several elves appeared.

They push away all the surrounding utensils.

He placed the food in front of Draco and lowered his head to place the tableware.

Then he bent down and backed away.

He bowed his head humbly and disappeared again.

As quickly as it came, it can go as quickly as it came.

When Umbridge stood next to her, Draco had already picked up the tableware, wiped it with a paper towel, and then started eating.

Sleep until noon.

Really a little hungry.

"Mr. Principal, what time will the Quidditch final be held in the afternoon?"

She stood for a while and then asked for instructions.

Draco put down the tableware and raised his hand when Umbridge picked up the pumpkin juice and handed it over.

He took the pumpkin juice and took a sip.

Draco put down the cup and said without raising his head: "Inform them to start the Quidditch match now."

"ten minutes."

"I want to see the game start."

He just finished speaking.

Umbridge nodded quickly and turned around to inform.

"Wait a moment."

"Do you have any other instructions?"

"It's not an order, it's a notice."

Turning his head slightly, Draco stared at the uneasy Umbridge with his gray-blue eyes.

Just when the other party thinks they have done something wrong.

Then he continued:

"When I'm not at school, you will be in charge of Hogwarts."

"Remember, don't leave the castle at will."

stunned for a moment.

Umbridge became excited instantly and ignored Draco's last words.

"I see!"

"Principal, please take it easy, I will inform the teachers and students right away!"

Turning around, she left briskly.

He didn't notice what was behind him at all.

Draco's increasingly cold eyes.

"Smart people can also make mistakes, but I believe you are a rational and smart person..."

Turn around.

He dropped the cutlery and slowly tipped the plate upside down on the table.

"We'll see..."