HP: Slytherin disguise

Chapter 61 "Child you should know!"

The entire school's teachers and students came out to watch the Quidditch match on the second day.

It was literally packed.

But when Decorah walked up and sat down, no one was around him in an instant, leaving a large space vacant.

Let’s hope these people know each other.

Decorah thought so, and then set his sights on Harry, who was riding a broomstick in the arena, looking for the Golden Snitch.

After a while, Goyle and Crabbe sat on either side of him.

Decorah didn't let them follow him these days.

Now they both know that if they don't follow, they will never be able to contact Decorah Malfoy again.

"You two are really blocking the wind."

Decorah looked at the extremely strong Goyle and Crabbe on the left and right, and felt that they were of great use now.

At least the biting cold wind was blocked.

Thinking about it, he leaned on the back of the chair, folded his arms and tried to shrink himself into a ball.

"Of course, we are here to protect you from the wind!"

Goyle said as he took out the chocolate frog from his arms and ate it.

The same goes for Crabbe on the side.

Looking at Goyle and Crabbe feasting on both sides, Decorah instantly felt that they were useless again.

"Idiot, give me some!"

"Do you just know how to eat it by yourself? Let me watch?!"

"Sorry! Sorry!"

The two hurriedly put the snacks on Decorah's lap.

Decorah unceremoniously picked a piece of chocolate and ate it.

"I heard someone said that the principal also came to watch the game!"

"Really? That would be really cool!"

"If only I could sit with the principal!"

Goyle and Crabbe said suddenly.

Decorah didn't have any surprises or fluctuations. He stuffed the chocolate in his hand into his mouth.

Watching Harry chasing the Golden Snitch on his broomstick.

"It's so cool, I don't think anyone can catch the Snitch except Harry."

When Harry successfully caught the Golden Snitch.

Decorah's compliments came out of her mouth.

As he spoke, he threw the chocolate shell casually behind.

"Kid, littering is not a good habit."

"It won't happen next time~"

At this moment, Dumbledore's voice sounded.

The three of them turned their heads instantly.

The originally empty seats behind them were filled with two more people.

It was Dumbledore with a kind face, and Hagrid.

At this moment, Dumbledore handed over the chocolate shell, and Goyle and Crabbe looked shocked and excited.

"I think I know!"

After glancing at Dumbledore, Decorah quickly snatched the paper shell from his hand and turned back.

At this moment, the scene of Dumbledore falling appeared in his mind, that is, the scene before his death. If he could go back to that moment now, Decorah would definitely cast the Avada Kedavra without hesitation.

By the way, add a binding spell to prevent death.

At this thought, murderous intent emerged in Decorah's eyes.

"so cold!"

Not knowing why, Gore tightened his robe.

Dumbledore, who was sitting behind them, showed a thoughtful expression. He and Hagrid looked at each other, seeming to suspect something.

Clenching her fists, Decorah knew exactly why Dumbledore was here.

It was obvious that the magic stone was missing.

As for why he was suspected, Decorah didn't know.

He is indeed the strongest white wizard.

This guess is terrifyingly accurate.

But no matter how accurate your guess is, it’s impossible to return the things when they are with me.

This was the key to making Voldemort trust him.

But will he really give it to Voldemort?

That's not certain.

Boiling cheers resounded as Harry led Gryffindor to victory.

Decorah stood up and planned to leave.

"Hold on, kid, I think I have something I want to talk to you about in the office."

Dumbledore said with a smile, still with a kind smile on his face.

His eyes flickered, and Decorah nodded.

Soon, Decorah followed Dumbledore and Hagrid to the office.

Hagrid stood in the office, looking out of place.

Because he is too tall.

"Come on, kid, come here."

Dumbledore sat on the chair and waved to Decorah.

After Decorah passed by, he asked with a smile: "Do you know what the Philosopher's Stone is? Child."

"I don't think I should know it."

A smile appeared on Decorah's face, one that looked more amiable than Dumbledore's.

He was too lazy to pretend to shed tears anymore.

Anyway, Dumbledore was already doubting him, which meant that there was something about him that aroused his suspicion, but it was indeed very suspicious. A first-year student with a changeable personality, knew all kinds of spells that only seniors could do, and was smart. So scary, not like a child at all.

If Decorah hadn't cried a lot before, it would have been so innocent.

I'm afraid Dumbledore is more suspicious of him.

Now, Decorah allowed Dumbledore to be suspicious and insisted that he didn't know and didn't want to know.

He wasn't afraid of Dumbledore.

Not afraid of anyone or anything.

This is also the biggest benefit of removing fear.

"You should know, child." Dumbledore was silent for a moment before continuing.

At this moment, Dumbledore had a serious and serious expression on his face.

He raised his hand and straightened his robe.

Decorah still smiled and said: "If the principal thinks I should know, then I will know."

"So, can you tell me what happened?"

"if you can."

Dumbledore did not continue to ask, because it was meaningless. He and Hagrid looked at each other, and then they both fell into deep thought, seeming to be thinking about something.

Decorah was not in a hurry at all and just let the two of them remain silent.

When he was getting bored from waiting, Dumbledore raised his hand and put it on the top of his head and rubbed it.

"Let's go back."

"Okay, Principal!"

Decorah smiled, turned around and limped out of the principal's office.

"He knows, and he's seen the Mirror of Erised. Harry didn't take the Sorcerer's Stone, so it must be him."

Hagrid's voice was dull and he looked a little sad.

"I know." Dumbledore sighed and said a little tiredly: "Decora is a good boy, but he made the wrong choice."

"Like Harry, he has a simple mind but carries the greatest burden."

"Under such pressure, some choices are necessary."

"What if the magic stone is gone?"

"Who said the Philosopher's Stone is gone? Apart from you and me, the people who stole the Philosopher's Stone know that it is gone. No one else knows, Hagrid."

"We need to find a replica and put it in."

"As if nothing happened."

"When Voldemort's remnants are in school, the Philosopher's Stone is not safe. And if Decorah really takes it, the Philosopher's Stone is considered safe, because Decorah will not give it to anyone. "

"The Malfoy family betrayed Voldemort."

"After Voldemort returns, the first one to be baptized will probably be the Malfoy family, so this is not good for him at all."

"Don't worry Hagrid."

"It'll be fine."

"I'm worried about Harry. The prophecy has gone awry. Can Harry make it to the end safely?"

"No one can guarantee whether the prediction will go wrong again."

"We can't guarantee that, Dumbledore!"

"The biggest problem right now is Harry's safety!"

"I understand, Hagrid."

"Let Harry and Decorah get closer. This will ensure Harry's safety. That seems to be the case at the moment."

"Why? Can Decorah keep Harry safe?"

"You don't understand, Hagrid, Decorah is not as simple as he appears, he is very dangerous..."