HP: Slytherin disguise

"Why are you here!"

Decorah's cold question interrupted Harry's mumbling, and he looked over.

On the bed, there was a little monster with two big ears like bat wings, and a pair of protruding eyeballs as big as tennis balls.

Harry was also startled.

Suddenly I thought of the eyes I saw outside the garden hedge in the morning.

It should be the eyes of this little monster.

But what does Decorah mean?

Why are you here?

Does Decorah know this strange...er...creature?

Dobby was stunned.

It never imagined that the young master of the Malfoy family would appear in a Muggle's home.

With a smile on his face, Decorah walked over slowly and said gently: "Why are you here? Tell me, Dobby..."

"Tell me why you are here."

The voice was obviously very gentle.

But there was no temperature at all, it was bitingly cold.

"No! I'm sorry! I..."

Dobby wanted to apologize, but found that he had no excuse.

And it doesn’t dare to lie!

"I'm sorry, it's all Dobby's fault!" Dobby held his head and began to tremble.

"Decora, is it?"

Harry looked at Dobby and felt that he was a little pitiful.

Because Dobby looked humble and small in his worn pillowcase.

"House Elf!"

"A creature that wants to serve its master until death. They must be loyal to their master, no matter what!"

"But there are also some hateful elves who will betray their masters and tip off others!"

The gloom in his eyes became darker and darker.

Harry could clearly feel Decorah's murderous intention towards that elf.

It was an emotion he had never felt before.

He had never seen gloom and murderous intent in Decorah's eyes before. It was terrifying, as if he was staring at prey.

All it takes is an opportunity to tear the prey into pieces and devour it.

"Why do you think it was in your room, Harry?"

Decorah looked at Harry, with a smile on her delicate and pale face.

But that smile had no warmth.

"I don't mean to... tip off the news! Tell you something, right?"

With that said, Decorah laughed.

Then he looked at Dobby and continued: "Am I right? Dobby!"

Dobby was trembling all over, his ears drooped, watching Decorah retreat in fear, and then he was about to speak.

"Don't lie to me!"

"I said..."

A bloodthirsty smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and Decorah just looked at it.

"Yes! Dobby betrayed his master!"

"Dobby wants to tell the Savior, Harry Potter, something!"

"Dobby is a traitor!"

"Dobby deserves to die. Dobby is a traitor. Dobby deserves to die!"

With that said, Dobby threw himself on the ground, knelt at Decorah's feet, and kept kowtowing.

"Damn it indeed!"

"Noisy!"

Decorah raised his foot and kicked Dobby away hard, his eyes were cold.

"You'd better quiet down."

"Otherwise, I wouldn't mind sending you to meet the great Lord Merlin!"

Under Decorah's cold eyes.

Dobby huddled on the ground, not daring to make any sound.

But it raised its head and turned Xiyi's gaze to Harry who was standing aside, stunned, and intolerable.

The almost pleading look in its eyes made Harry feel unbearable.

"Decora, it..."

"It's called Dobby!"

Decorah turned back, with a bright smile on his face.

Sunshine as ever.

"Harry, you are amazing!"

"Since it can betray its master and inform you, even if you don't know it."

"But it knows you."

"Because you are the famous savior in the wizarding world, the one who defeated Voldemort!"

"I think it should have overheard some news from my father...or from somewhere else, and ran over to tell you."

"What a coincidence! Now that I've discovered it!"

"How do you think I should punish it?"

"Should I cut off its head...or drain its dirty and lowly blood?"

“This will make an air-dried pixie!”

"Hung on the wall, it looks great!"

"You said that, right? Dobby."

Turning her gaze to Dobby, who was secretly looking up at Harry, Decorah didn't feel the horror of his words at all.

Even though Dobby was shaking with fear.

"Don't kill me! Dobby won't dare anymore!"

"Harry Potter, please help me, please!"

Dobby burst into tears, but was soon frightened by Decorah's faint gaze and covered his mouth.

"We can start by hearing what it has to tell me."

"Maybe, it's just something insignificant."

"Is that okay, Decorah?"

Harry couldn't bear it any longer, he hurriedly pulled Decorah's sleeves with his hands, almost pleading.

"Of course! You want to hear why not!"

Decorah said with a smile, hugged Harry's arm directly, looked at Dobby and said, "Just pretend I don't exist. If you want to tell Harry, just say it."

"Dobby obeys!"

It glanced at Harry gratefully and said, "Harry Potter can't go to Hogwarts! It's full of conspiracies, and someone is planning something! There will be someone who causes horrific things in Hogwarts!"

"Harry Potter can't go back to Hogwarts!"

"It will be dangerous!"

Dobby said, getting more and more anxious.

"So you hijacked someone else's letter to Harry?"

Glancing at the envelopes scattered beside the bed, Decorah smiled disdainfully.

"What? Someone wrote to me, but you robbed them all?"

Harry looked at Dobby in disbelief and walked over to pick up the envelope.

Who knew that Dobby instantly picked up those envelopes, stuffed them into his arms and shouted loudly: "No! As long as Harry Potter doesn't reply to the letter or return to Hogwarts, they will think you don't go to Hogwarts! In this way, Harry ·Potter will be safe!"

Harry knew that the house elf was worried about his safety.

But he had no idea what it meant.

"Give me the letter back! Dobby!"

He walked over anxiously, but the next moment, Dobby quickly opened the locked door and rushed out.

Harry rushed out as well.

After a while, there was the sound of breaking plates, as well as screams and shouts.

Soon, Harry came back disgraced with a letter, and he handed the letter to Decorah.

Decorah raised an eyebrow and opened it to read.

Mr. Porter:

We received a report that you used a hovering spell at your residence at : tonight.

You know, underage wizards are not allowed to use magic outside the school. If you continue to do this kind of behavior, you may be expelled from this school ("Reasonable Restraint of Underage Wizards Act", , paragraph ).

Please also remember that according to Article 13 of the International Statute of Secrecy of the International Confederation of Wizards, any magical activity that may attract the attention of non-magical members (Muggles) is a serious offense.

Have a nice summer!

Mafalda. hopkirk

Ministry of Magic

Prohibition of misuse of the Magic Office

"Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia want to lock me up! Get me kicked out of Hogwarts!"

As he said this, Harry became sad.

"As long as I'm here, what are you afraid of?"

Decorah tore the letter into pieces and continued: "You can come home with me."

"It's the same everywhere!"