HP: Slytherin disguise

Harry saw Hagrid's pink umbrella on the back wall. He suspected that Hagrid's old wand was inside, but wasn't Hagrid forbidden to use magic?

He didn't know why Hagrid was expelled from Hogwarts in his third year, but every time he brought it up, Hagrid always yelled and coughed, pretended to be deaf, and then started to change the subject.

"Did you put a swelling spell on them?

"It was a great success!"

Hermione was a bit disapproving, but found it interesting.

"His sister said the same thing." Hagrid looked at Ron and continued: "I saw her last night, and she said she wanted to take a walk. I think he probably wanted to see someone in my house! "

As he spoke, Hagrid winked at Harry and said, "If you ask me, she will never refuse an autograph!"

"Don't talk nonsense..." Harry was anxious to clear up the relationship.

Ron burst out laughing and sprayed the slug on the ground.

"Beware!"

Hagrid growled and pulled Ron away from his precious pumpkin.

"what?"

Ron's eyes widened.

He looked at Decorah, who was holding a pumpkin and kissing her, and then looked at Hagrid, as if he was asking something.

"Mmmm!"

Hagrid just pretended not to see it.

"I..." Ron curled his lips and began to mutter in a low voice, probably saying that Hagrid was treating him differently.

Hermione originally wanted to touch it.

But seeing Hagrid’s excited reaction, we knew these pumpkins were Hagrid’s treasures.

So I didn’t dare to touch it.

But when she saw Decorah hugging and kissing the big pumpkin, she couldn't help but laugh.

"He is simply making a difference!"

"I don't understand why."

"Didn't I just spit out some slugs? I didn't spit on the pumpkin at all!"

Ron started to complain to Hermione.

The voice was not low, and everyone could hear it clearly.

Hermione and Harry looked at each other, looked at Hagrid, and saw that the other person had an expression that said he couldn't hear or see.

The two couldn't hold it in any longer and started laughing.

It's almost time for lunch.

Several people were already hungry, after all, they had eaten some syrup toffee since morning.

When he said goodbye to Hagrid and went back to eat, Hagrid was very reluctant and hugged Decorah for a long time before letting go.

This made Harry and the three of them immediately petrified.

Ron was even more indignant.

However, Hagrid seemed to feel that it was inappropriate for him to do so. In the end, Hagrid gave everyone a hug and invited them to come and sit with them often.

After the four people left, they went straight to the castle, intending to have a good meal.

Just stepped into the cool foyer.

Then a voice was heard, "You are back, Potter and Weasley."

Professor McGonagall walked over with a serious face.

"You two will stay in confinement for the night."

"What are we going to do?" Ron asked nervously, unable to help but burp.

"You go help Mr. Filch polish the silverware in the trophy room. Do it by hand! You can't use magic!"

"Potter, you go help Professor Lockhart reply to his admirers. He asks you by name. You two remember, it is eight o'clock in the evening!"

With that said, she ignored the two dejected people.

"Decora, the two classes you taught were very effective. The first-year students all like you. Keep up the good work."

"Okay, Professor McGonagall!"

A big smile spread across Decorah's face.

The whole person was like an angel descending.

"Well~ let's go eat quickly!"

Professor McGonagall had a smile on her face and turned to leave.

On the way to the Great Hall, both Ron and Harry complained to each other about their punishments.

For Ron, Harry's punishment was easy.

But for Harry, he would rather polish silver with his bare hands.

But who made them violate the school rules and drive the speeding car to the school and hit the Whomping Willow tree?

These punishments are relatively light.

They were lucky not to be fired.

Enter the auditorium.

Decorah ran to the seat and sat down, and began to eat mashed potato pie stuffed with meat.

Halfway through the meal.

He frowned and said, "Why don't you peel it yet? Bah!"

Throwing the remaining half of the mashed potato pie on the dinner plate, Decorah took a sip of juice to calm down.

Decorah suddenly smiled as his eyes fell on Professor Lockhart behind the guest of honor seat.

That smile had a bad taste in it.

He suddenly thought of a fun and interesting way to deal with Lockhart.

But it took help from George and Fred.

Feeling Decorah's malicious eyes.

Lockhart glared back fiercely, with a look that made him want to eat Decorah alive.

But Decorah didn't care.

On the contrary, the smile became brighter and brighter.

Ordinary life always needs some spices.

And Lockhart is a good choice.

Thinking of this, Decorah felt that campus life would become more and more interesting in the future.

He jumped for joy.

Then he jumped out of the auditorium, leaving the surrounding students confused.

But for first grade students.

This is liveliness!

And so cute!

Now they can't wait to follow and learn to jump.

"Why is Decorah so excited?"

"I feel like he's thinking wrongly!"

George looked at Fred beside him, with an excited smile on his face.

You know, when you're at their house.

Decorah always gives them some interesting and unexpected ideas, and every time he brings them up, Decorah smiles like that.

"I think so."

"He should be targeting that Lockhart!"

"Why don't we follow up and ask?"

"If it's true, let's deal with Lockhart together!"

The last words were spoken by both of them in unison.

This tacit understanding is like no other.

The two hit it off.

Then he also ran out of the auditorium and blocked Decorah who was walking forward in the corridor.

"Decora, have you come up with any interesting ideas?"

George asked with a smile as he put his arm around Decorah's shoulders.

"Of course!"

Decorah laughed too.

Then he took the two of them to his office and started discussing.

An hour later.

The three of them burst out laughing to the point of tears.

"Decora, you still have more ideas!"

"I swear, I will make you my friend!"

"Yes! The three of us are so in tune with each other!"

George and Fred hugged Decorah, their faces full of love and excitement.

This is simply their confidant!

"Then let's just say this, no one admits that something happened, just keep saying that you don't know!"

"Of course, we are the most loyal!"

"That's right, you have to trust us!"

At night, Decorah sneaks out with George and Fred.

Picture frames hung in the dim hallway.

The portraits inside seemed to have rested.

"Harry should still be writing a reply to Lockhart. We have to wait until he leaves to do it."

Decorah reminded.

The three of them quietly moved towards the door of Lockhart's office.

I leaned against the door and listened for a while.

You can clearly hear Lockhart's cadence of shouting and endless boasting.

From time to time, he would also say something disparaging about Harry.

After looking at each other, the twins Decorah and Weasley ran to the corner of the corridor and hid.