HP: Slytherin disguise

There was nothing to say all night, and the next morning.

When Harry woke up, he found that Decorah had already left, and Colin's bed was also covered tightly.

He didn't stay long.

After getting dressed, he left in a hurry.

He had a lot to say now, to Hermione and Ron.

on Monday.

News spread that Colin had been attacked and was lying in the hospital.

It exploded all of a sudden.

Rumors spread around the school and suspicions arose.

This caused first-year students to start walking in groups, with only three or four going anywhere, for fear that they would be attacked by terror if they walked alone.

The funniest thing is.

Without telling the teacher, the students began exchanging amulets and amulets that they thought would protect them from evil spirits.

This left Decorah extremely speechless.

But the Slytherin students didn't do that.

Because they are all pure blood.

Definitely not going to be attacked.

"Who brought garlic into the classroom again?"

Smelling the stinky smell of garlic, Decorah couldn't keep the smile on his face.

These first-year students look at me and I look at you.

Then they all lowered their heads in tacit understanding.

Needless to say, everyone brought it more or less.

They felt safe, but Decorah suffered.

"Come on, let's go to outdoor classes with me!"

Decorah stood up and waved to the students to follow him to class outside.

This made the first graders cheer.

A long time ago, Decorah started taking them to classes on the grass outside the castle.

This feeling makes them extremely novel.

It's interesting at the same time.

When they came to the flat grass, the students sat cross-legged familiarly, holding wands in their hands and smiling on their faces.

The gentle breeze blew away the strong smell of garlic.

This is comparable to the garlic smell on Quirrell's body.

Decorah taught them lessons as usual, giving them hands-on practice from time to time.

Inside the castle.

Dumbledore stood by the fence and looked at the lessons on the grass.

There was still a smile on his face.

Beside him stood Snape, dressed in black.

"Look, what a novel class and ideas."

"Maybe it would be more novel if I take the students to the Forbidden Forest for lessons." Snape said in a gloomy voice.

But his words made Dumbledore laugh.

"You are so funny..."

Dumbledore smiled silently...

It's the second week of December.

Professor McGonagall started registering the list of students staying at school for Christmas.

Not surprisingly, Decorah chose to stay in school.

When he was in class with Harry and the others, he found that Hermione and Ron had also stayed in school, but he didn't have any surprise.

Another week passed.

The students discovered that a new piece of parchment had been placed on the bulletin board.

The general meaning is that the school is holding a dueling club, and the first meeting will be held tonight. They do not object to students competing, so that they will be used one day.

Decorah thought of the duel in his previous life.

But he didn't think much about it.

After all, he now has to randomly select a lucky person to cast the Avada Kedavra before using magic.

So he can't duel either.

eight pm.

Decorah met the three Harrys on the way to the auditorium.

They soon headed to the auditorium together.

After entering, they found that the long table in the auditorium had disappeared, and hundreds of candles were floating and illuminated on it.

Along one wall, a gold-plated stage also appeared.

Almost all the students in the school crowded in, holding wands in their hands with excitement on their faces.

Decorah also squeezed through and came to the front.

The students also wisely made room for Decorah, and Harry and the three of them also enjoyed this treatment.

"Who will teach us?"

Ron was very excited and seemed very interested in this.

But soon, they knew who was going to teach them.

Lockhart, resplendent in purple robes, walked onto the stage with a smile on his face.

Next to Lockhart, followed by Snape.

Lockhart waved everyone to silence and began to speak loudly.

This contest was held after he sought Dumbledore's advice.

And Snape was his assistant.

They will demonstrate a competition for everyone.

The two saluted each other before the fight, but it could be seen that Snape only lowered his head slightly.

Then, the two of them raised their wands in front of their chests, as if they were holding swords.

"I think Lockhart is in danger."

Decorah showed a smile on his face and said something to the three people next to him.

"I think so too..." Ron nodded in agreement, mainly because Snape smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth.

It was the smile of death.

"If I saw Snape smiling, I would run away without hesitation!"

Harry looked at Lockhart who was still smiling and sighed.

Almost as soon as Lockhart finished shouting the seconds, he was hit by Snape's 'Expelliarmus', then flew out, hit the wall hard, and fell to the ground.

"Long live the teacher!!!"

Decorah cheered, wishing that Snape would kill Lockhart.

Snape glanced at Decorah who was cheering.

My back straightened unconsciously.

Then he turned around gracefully and accepted the cheers of the students.

Lockhart staggered up, picked up the fallen hat, put it back on his head, and explained the competition with an embarrassed look to cover up his embarrassment.

But the students were cheering for Snape.

No one ignored him.

When the cheers ended, Lockhart noticed the murderous intent on Snape's face and hurriedly announced that the demonstration was over.

Then he asked Snape to work with him to pair up the students into groups of two.

Decorah thought about her past life.

Seeing Snape approaching, he hurriedly ran behind the crowd. Decorah didn't want to compete with Harry.

If it was really going to be a fight, he would have to cast Avada Kedavra on him first.

"Why are you running?!"

Decorah's clothes were grabbed, and Snape was looking at him with a gloomy expression.

"Teacher, I forgot my wand. I was planning to run back to get it..." Decorah explained quickly, fearing that Snape would be angry, so he threw himself directly into Snape's arms and looked up at him eagerly.

"idiot!"

Snape's voice was cold, but he didn't say much.

"Hey..." Although he was scolded, he luckily escaped.

Snape turned around and continued to group the students.

Not wanting to stay long, Decorah ran out of the auditorium.

After leaving the auditorium, Decorah went straight back to the dormitory. It was estimated that tonight, Harry would be isolated and become a Parselmouth.

Considered the heir of Slytherin.

Lying on the bed, Decorah and Shu Ling chatted about daily life.

Almost every morning, after getting up, Decora would say good morning to Shu Ling and chat when she had time.

From gossip to the future.

But what they talked about most was gossip, such as the love-hate relationship between Ron and Hermione in their previous lives.

[Why do I feel that Pansy and Theodore are very close now...]

"Huh? I didn't notice, did you?"

Decorah's eyes widened, her heart burning with gossip.

【There's none? They now walk together every day, chat and read books]

[I don’t think it’s easy]

"Since I didn't notice! No way!"

"I have to observe tomorrow!"

The corners of Decorah's mouth were so high that he could hardly suppress them.

[You really have to observe and observe, I think there is something to be gained]

Shu Ling raised his hands and agreed with him to explore.