HP: Slytherin disguise

Don't bother to dress neatly.

Professor Flitwick ran directly out of the bedroom where he was resting.

After seeing the current state of the office.

He immediately turned black.

Didn't faint at all.

Because the door to his office was gone and it was lying on the floor. Almost all the portraits hanging on the wall had fallen off and it was a mess.

And the culprits are those damn Aurors from the Ministry of Magic.

He was already hiding in the office, how could this unfortunate thing happen to him?

"I'll ask you an answer."

Leicester lifted his legs and crossed the door on the floor, came to the surprised and alert Professor Flitwick, and leaned down.

The door to Mr. Minister's office cannot be pushed or tapped.

But the doors of these faculty members are different.

It doesn’t matter what the rules are.

Just 'kick it away'.

As soon as he entered, the Aurors outside the door also came in.

Brown even stood on the door panel.

"I really didn't do anything..."

Professor Flitwick looked panicked and kept waving his hands and shaking his head, proving that he was just sleeping.

do not know anything.

"Where is the minister?"

Lester ignored his self-defense and asked coldly.

The first thing I heard was about Draco.

Professor Flitwick's eyes widened and he screamed: "Where do I know where to go?!"

"Who doesn't rest in the middle of the night?"

"Just you..."

Seeing these Aurors take out their wands.

Professor Flitwick instantly turned off the flames.

"Where is the principal... sir... I have no idea!"

"Maybe he left Hogwarts!"

"You can go elsewhere..."

Before Professor Flitwick could finish speaking through gritted teeth, he was picked up by Lester with one hand.

Then he turned around and strode out of the office.

Brown pursed his lips, suppressed the smile on his face, and quickly followed.

"Lawless!"

"How could you do this!"

"simply…"

Professor Flitwick began to regret that he didn't take his wand and go out to check.

You know what happened again

He knew that as long as Draco was in school, the school would not be peaceful, and he would not have peace of mind either...

"If you can't find Mr. Minister tonight."

"You can be buried with him."

Lester led people downstairs with a gloomy look on his face, without letting go of Professor Flitwick.

Professor Flitwick trembled with his lips and muttered in a low voice: "I don't even know what happened, why should I be buried with him..."

"Besides, how do I know where he is..."

"What the hell..."

"They couldn't have done it on purpose..."

……

Not a moment.

Several faculty members appeared reluctantly, with panic and confusion on their faces.

Who knows what these Aurors are up to.

"What on earth do you want to do!"

"And who are you? I don't remember you being among the Aurors on patrol!"

Although Professor Sputraw was angry.

But he still suppressed his anger.

After all, this man was holding a wilted Professor Flitwick in his hand.

The latter has given up the struggle.

After all, he now understands a truth.

That is: no matter what happens, he is always injured...

"What I want to do depends on my mood."

Lester replied coldly, then turned to look at Brown aside.

"I remember there was another faculty member."

Brown nodded, pointed to the end of the corridor and said, "It's right inside."

"It's the Head of Gryffindor House, Minerva McGonagall."

Come to the end.

Lester directly left the wilting Professor Flitwick behind.

Two Aurors stepped forward, ready to open the door violently.

At this critical moment.

The door opens from the inside.

Professor McGonagall, who heard the commotion, opened the door and saw this particularly ridiculous scene.

A group of Aurors blocked the door.

They all looked extremely cold, looking through her into the office.

Seems to be looking for something.

Before she could ask the pale-faced teachers and staff who were crowded among them, a person poked out from behind.

Attracted everyone's attention.

Professor Flitwick even twitched the corner of his mouth.

The intuition of these Aurors is true...

He thought that these people were just looking for trouble...

"Professor McGonagall, they are looking for..."

Mrs. Pince raised her hand and pointed at Draco who was hiding behind Professor McGonagall.

The latter is timid.

The gray-blue eyes were hazy, looking a little confused and unconscious.

Subconsciously protecting Draco behind him, Professor McGonagall then understood that the purpose of this group of people was to find Draco.

"He was drunk and resting here with me."

"What are you doing?"

Professor McGonagall frowned.

The teachers and staff breathed a sigh of relief, it was finally over...

Lester took a step forward, supported the wall with one hand, and said in a gloomy voice: "I didn't do anything, I'm just not sure whether Mr. Minister is safe."

"Hogwarts is full of savages, after all."

“Now, you can get out of the way.

His words were menacing and could not be refuted.

"You guys come in."

Professor McGonagall did not reply, but looked at the staff.

Seeing this, Professor Flitwick quickly got in and waited until it was safe before raising his hand and patting his heart.

After other teachers and staff came in.

Professor McGonagall stepped aside and patted Draco's head gently with his hand.

Seems reluctant to give up...

After all, after tonight, they will be enemies again...

Brown was about to step forward, but finally stopped.

Because Leicester has already taken the lead.

Draco, who was still a little dazed, picked him up in a princess hug, then turned and left.

The Aurors turned and left.

Professor McGonagall quickly closed the door and went to comfort the frightened staff.

Professor Flitwick didn't need her comfort.

I have already accepted my fate...

Feeling the cold breath surrounding him, Draco closed his eyes sleepily and fell asleep against Lester's chest.

"Go to Professor Thompson's office. He has a sofa there."

"I think he's not asleep yet."

Brown followed on one side, looking at the person in Lester's arms from beginning to end.

Leicester made no objection to this suggestion.

He held Draco tightly in his arms, smelled the faint fragrance, and came upstairs.

And on the way.

The patrolling Aurors had already left.

Only the Aurors brought by Leicester continued to follow.

They had just arrived at Thompson's office door.

Then I heard passionate singing coming from inside, as well as kicking and tapping footsteps.

There seems to be a person dancing alone.

"Thompson is the most emotional speaker in the world."

Taking a step forward, Brown gave the door command.

The door opened.

Thompson, who was singing and dancing inside, stopped instantly and turned his head.

"Aha?"

The people he met were all members of the Alliance party.

He smiled again and was ready to ask.

Without even looking at him, Leicester walked directly into the brightly lit office and gently placed Draco on the large soft sofa.

"Woou, Mr. Principal, what is this?"

When Thompson saw that no one was paying attention to him, he reminded them that he was still there.

Brown knew he was a talkative man and replied directly: "Mr. Secretary is drunk."

"Let's sober up and drink some wine here."

"Don't make a sound."

Closing his mouth in dissatisfaction, Thompson turned to look at Lester squatting next to the sofa.

"he is?"

"Head of the Auror Department of the Ministry of Magic."

"Oh oh oh..."

As the conversation ended, the office fell into silence...