HP: Slytherin disguise

Wait until the boat reaches the other side.

Hagrid led them to the gate of Hogwarts.

Professor McGonagall is the same as last time.

Stand in front of the gate and wait.

"Everyone has been brought to you!"

"Oh~ By the way, there's Decorah too!"

Hagrid pushed Decorah forward.

"Thank you for your hard work, Hagrid." Professor McGonagall gently pulled Decorah over.

"Then I'll leave first!"

Hagrid patted Decorah on the head carelessly, then turned and left, walking towards the edge of the Forbidden Forest.

"How was your vacation?"

Professor McGonagall led the freshmen through the long corridor, during which time she kept asking about Decorah's vacation.

"It was a pleasure, Professor McGonagall."

"I went to find Harry, and we went to Ron's house for the holidays."

"Their family is very cool, and Mrs. Weasley is a very good cook."

"I love it there."

Decorah did not respond perfunctorily, but responded seriously.

This surprised Professor McGonagall.

"That's good, it's a wonderful holiday!"

"Come on, we need to take them to the side hall and tell them what to pay attention to."

With that said, he led everyone to an empty hall in the direction of the corridor on the side of the auditorium.

"Get in line, kids!"

Professor McGonagall asked all the new students to line up.

Then start talking about the precautions.

And some school rules and taboos about Hogwarts.

"Okay, everyone, please stay here quietly for a while!" After Professor McGonagall finished explaining the matter, she pulled Decorah out of the side hall.

Come to the corridor.

Professor McGonagall stopped, then looked at Decorah and said, "I think Hagrid should tell you."

"Professor Dumbledore has put you in the position of prefect of these first years. You need to manage them well, and I'm sure you can, kid."

"Also, for first-year courses, you need to find time to help busy professors teach."

"It's easy for you."

"Because you are really excellent, the teachers are very pleased."

"Then, you will take the new students into the auditorium later, and then sort the new students into different schools by reading the names on the parchment just like I did last time."

"That's what Professor Dumbledore meant."

"He said that your excellence should bloom instead of hiding it."

"I also feel that way!"

"Understood? Decorah."

Professor McGonagall touched the side of Decorah's face with her hand and gave serious instructions.

"I know, Professor McGonagall!"

Decorah nodded, indicating that he remembered, understood, and got it.

"Okay, now I need to go back to the main guest seat in the auditorium and sit down."

"Calculate the time and lead them in."

"you can!"

After patting Decorah on the shoulder, Professor McGonagall turned and left, entering the auditorium.

After counting the time, Professor McGonagall should have sat down.

Decorah turned around and entered the side hall.

Inside the auditorium.

When Professor McGonagall walked in alone, all the students were stunned.

What about new students?

They looked towards the guest of honor seat and saw smiles on the faces of the professors.

Professor McGonagall just returned to her seat and sat down.

Gilderoy Lockhart, who was standing by, turned around and asked, "Excuse me, Professor McGonagall, why did you come back alone?"

"What about the new students?"

"You won't leave them behind and come back, right?"

As he spoke, a charming smile filled his handsome face.

This joke was so inappropriate that no other teacher except himself laughed.

This made him only laugh awkwardly.

"How are Decorah's preparations? Are your clothes in order?" Snape had a hint of relief on his gloomy face, and his tone was a little dull.

"Decora is the one..." Lockhart wanted to interrupt, but was ignored by Professor McGonagall.

"Very neat. This kid always pays attention to his appearance."

"And his personality has changed a lot."

Professor McGonagall smiled, her eyes filled with relief.

"Of course, he said it himself that I am the wizard he admires most!" Dumbledore laughed, a little proudly.

"I'm his teacher!"

Snape said coldly.

"Of course, I know! But this is what he said himself!"

Dumbledore shrugged and replied in a wicked way.

Sure enough, Snape's face darkened.

Just when everyone was talking about it.

Decorah walked into the auditorium with a group of freshmen lined up neatly.

Looking at Decorah at the front, holding the parchment.

So the students all looked in disbelief.

ha?

Why was Decorah Malfoy leading the new students? And he also had a list of freshmen.

This is to…

Many students have already guessed the meaning.

But it's still a bit unbelievable.

Hermione and Neville at the Gryffindor table widened their eyes.

"Oh my god! Why is Decorah so good!"

"I think being his friend would definitely drive you crazy!"

Neville exclaimed softly.

"I think so too. It's so good that it makes people despair." Hermione's eyes flickered, thinking that she was ranked second in every subject.

Although she is born as a Muggle, she works very hard and hopes to change her destiny. She will never deny her excellence or think that she is not good enough.

And she also has the capital to be proud of.

But Decorah was so dazzling.

It almost makes people his age despair, although it doesn't seem like much on the surface.

But many students secretly doubt themselves.

Even she had doubted herself because Decorah was so good.

But then she came out.

It is impossible for one person to be the best, because everyone in this world is shining.

You can't be the best and the world revolves around you.

Therefore, recognizing the excellence of others is also recognizing your own excellence.

No matter what other students are feeling.

Decorah was in a good mood anyway.

He took the new students to the middle aisle to line up, then walked up the steps and moved a round stool to the middle.

There is also the Sorting Hat on it.

The freshmen stared intently at Decorah, who was under the spotlight.

The platinum blonde hair is particularly dazzling.

Decorah unfolded the parchment and took a look and said: "The new student whose name I call next, please come up and sit on the chair with this hat. It will tell you which college you want to go to."

"Yes, yes! Put it on me!"

"I'll tell you the academy you should go to!"

"I will tell you whether you are a brave lion, an insidious python, or..."

"Ginny Weasley!"

Before the Sorting Hat could finish singing, Decorah interrupted its ugly singing and read out its name.

"You bad boy!"

The Sorting Hat yelled in dissatisfaction.

But looking at the red-haired girl coming up, it still started the test obediently.

"Gryffindor!!"

It shouted.

The Gryffindor table instantly burst into warm applause.

Especially Percy, who kept telling the students around her that that was her sister.

Ginny and Decorah, who happened to turn their heads, looked at each other.

He quickly lowered his head and ran towards the Gryffindor table.

With a twinkle in his eye, Decorah continued to read the name on the parchment.

Looking at the calm, elegant and highly capable Decorah, Dumbledore's eyes brightened up behind his half-moon glasses.

"I think I have to find time to have a good talk with Decorah..."

He murmured, and the smile on his face was particularly bright.

"Oh, I think this kid is really great! I think he should also know my name, maybe he is still a fan of mine!" Lockhart laughed.

But no one paid any attention to him.