HP: Slytherin disguise

"Obviously, you are the prefect!"

George laughed.

"Eat your food!" Mrs. Weasley gave him a dissatisfied look.

"Okay, Mom!"

"But Gilderoy Lockhart's books are very expensive!" George frowned, worried that he would have no money to buy the books.

"It's okay, Ginny can use the books you used!"

"Oh fine!"

Everyone began to immerse themselves in eating, while Harry took the letter Hermione wrote to him and read it for a while.

"Do you have any activities today?"

After finishing the meal, Mrs. Weasley asked as she was clearing the table.

"They're going to Quidditch practice."

Decorah glanced at the people who were flipping broomsticks and knew they were going to practice Quidditch in the paddock on the mountain.

"Oh, are you going then? Honey."

"Of course not, because it's time for me to go back."

"Are you leaving so soon?"

"School is about to start. I have to go back and stay with my parents for a few days."

"OK, dear!"

"I'll ask George and the others to send..."

"No, Mrs. Weasley."

"I can take a taxi back by myself!"

"That's a shame, I wanted you to stay one more night!"

Mrs. Weasley hugged Decorah gently and kissed his face regretfully.

"Goodbye, beautiful lady!"

"Goodbye, dear!"

Deco pulled out of the yard and skipped towards the road.

"Where's Decorah?" Ron, who had foreseen the situation, turned his head blankly and looked at Mrs. Weasley.

"He's gone!"

"Did you just find out?" Mrs. Weasley turned around speechlessly and went to clean up the kitchen.

"what!"

"Decora went back?!"

Ron exclaimed, surprising Harry, George, and Fred...

Malfoy Manor.

"I just know I'm coming back now."

Lucius Malfoy hugged Decorah and straightened his collar.

"I've wanted to come back for a long time, but it's hard to refuse such kindness~"

Decorah didn't dare to admit that he didn't know he would come back until school started.

"Your mother has bought all the books you need for second grade, as well as some necessities."

"Of course, there's also the latest flying broomstick!"

"Really? Then there's no need to buy any more."

"I think this will give me more time to spend with you!"

Decorah's concern is that all the necessities for second grade have been purchased.

This way he doesn't have to follow and buy it.

Back in the room, Decorah saw many letters piled on the table.

He took it apart one by one and looked at it.

There were letters from Ron, and letters from Theodore and Pansy.

Of course, there are also most of the letters from strangers, which are all letters of greetings.

After all, Decorah and Harry had been in the headlines for a while.

That protected the Philosopher's Stone from being taken away by Voldemort, and it also improved everyone's understanding and impression of the Malfoy family a lot.

time flies.

In a blink of an eye, it was time for school to start, and this time Decorah went to the platform alone to wait for the bus.

Wait until the Hogwarts Express arrives.

He walked straight in and came to the exclusive box.

About ten minutes passed.

Pansy and Theodore came in.

"We haven't seen you for a few months, you've changed a lot!" Pansy sat next to her, her whole person becoming more and more unattainable.

"Of course not as much as you have changed."

Decorah felt that Pansy had changed the most.

Amidst the chatter, the Hogwarts Express quickly started and headed forward.

after a long time.

Pansy felt bored, so she went out to find her friends.

Theodore, on the other hand, kept reading.

Fidgeting with the wand in her hand, Decorah thought of Harry and the others driving to Hogwarts, which is what will happen today.

By the way, he bumped into the Whomping Willow tree.

After smiling, Decorah planned to take a nap, but was soon approached by the Slytherin prefect.

"Let's go. As a prefect, you have to manage the students in the carriage."

"I've been looking for you for a long time, but I haven't seen you."

"The prefects from other colleges have looked back and forth several times. If you don't go, you will be incompetent!"

Decorah was abducted by the prefect in a daze.

Walking down the aisle, the prefects would occasionally explain to him how to manage these noisy and littering students.

"correct."

"Where's your prefect badge?"

The prefect suddenly turned around and said.

"Well...at school!" Decorah spread his hands to show that the badge was at school.

"... "

The prefect was stunned for several seconds and nodded with difficulty.

"All right!"

"You go with me first!"

With that said, he took Decorah to check one carriage after another.

As can be seen.

The noisy ones were all freshmen who were about to enter the school.

"Pick up the trash and put it in the trash can!"

The prefect scolded him coldly.

A box of freshmen were frightened and they hurriedly picked up the trash thrown on the ground.

"The expression must be serious."

"Do you understand?"

Turning to look at Decorah, the prefect planned to let him go on patrol by himself.

"Of course, I think I already know it!"

Decorah nodded.

"Well, I won't go with you."

The prefect turned around and walked in the opposite direction.

After tidying up her clothes, Decorah walked straight to the next box.

This box was filled with first-year students.

They all had smiles on their faces.

It seems that I am looking forward to the upcoming school life.

At the same time, they did not forget to talk to each other or exchange their own snacks, which was full of laughter.

The atmosphere is extremely peaceful.

See Decorah coming in wearing Slytherin uniform.

They fell silent instantly.

It's obvious that Decorah is an upperclassman, as his robes have the Slytherin icon on them.

He glanced at the snack wrappers lying on the ground.

Decorah did not show a serious expression, but bent down to pick it up. While picking it up, he said: "Put all the garbage in the trash can and don't throw it away, okay?"

His voice was gentle, not reprimanding, but persuading.

"well!"

"Ok!"

...

The freshmen in the box all blushed and stood up to help pick up the trash they threw away.

"Um, are you a senior?"

Wait until the garbage is thrown into the trash can.

A new student plucked up the courage and asked.

"Oh, I'm a second-year Slytherin student, just one year above you."

"Similarly, I'm still a prefect at Hogwarts."

"So I will manage your order issues on the express."

Decorah smiled and walked to the next box.

After Decorah left, the group of freshmen immediately exclaimed.

"Oh my God! He can't be the prefect who made an exception in Hogwarts, right?"

"Yes! Yes!"

"Just like in the newspaper!"

"I was so nervous just now that I didn't recognize it!"

"He is exactly as described in the newspaper! He has a good temper, and he is also a substitute prefect!"

"Maybe he will help teach our classes in the future!"

"Ahhh!"

A mix of screams and excited shouts.

Decorah, who left, continued to show a gentle look, completely confirming the description in the newspaper.

Image and reputation are important.

He has to accumulate points for himself.

Although I don’t know what its use is, it may have unexpected effects in the future.

He was fine anyway.

It’s just a character set.

Pretend without getting tired.