HP: Slytherin disguise

After placing Decorah on the seat, Professor Lupine turned around and comforted him: "I was just knocked unconscious..."

"Um……"

"I should be able to wake up tonight..."

Professor Lupine's voice became lower and lower as he spoke.

"I can't believe how much this hurts!" Hermione covered her chest with a look of pain on her face.

"It's all purple~"

Neville touched the bruise lightly and immediately withdrew his hand.

Afraid of letting the scars ferment.

Harry sat next to Decorah and waited silently.

Ron opened his eyes wide and sat down too.

Besides them, there was also Ginny in the box.

The atmosphere was extremely quiet.

Professor Luping also knew that he couldn't leave now, so he chose a place to sit down.

Soon, the train arrived at the station.

Students streamed down the aisles and down to the small platforms.

The rain was still falling, and pouring.

A biting chill rushed in.

Everyone shuddered.

Professor Lupine got off the train with the still unconscious Decorra in his arms. Beside him, Harry and the others were still surrounded.

This gave Professor Lupine a huge headache.

"Freshmen!! This way! Follow me!"

A familiar shout came, like a broadcast, reaching everyone's eardrums.

It's Hagrid.

His huge body stood at one end of the platform, holding the big lamp in his hand, calling for the new students to come over and take the boat to Hogwarts with him.

"Hi!"

"Are you guys OK?!!"

Hagrid raised his hand to greet Harry and the others, and then began to search.

"Decora!!!"

"Come here, Decorah! Come with me!"

"Where are you? Decorah!"

"Decora?!"

He started shouting.

Professor Lupine glanced at Decorah in his arms and asked, "Is he Decorah?"

"right!!!"

Harry and others replied loudly in unison.

"Hagrid asked him to come over..."

"Decora is a prefect, and a first-year prefect! So he should follow Hagrid and take the new students to Hogwarts." Hermione answered first.

"Oh~"

Professor Lupine nodded and walked over with Decorah in his arms.

"Hello Hagrid!"

"Ah! Hello Professor Lupine!"

Hagrid greeted Professor Lupin warmly.

Then, his eyes fell on Decorah who was held in his arms.

"Decora this is..."

"Oh! He...he..."

"He fainted and I bumped into him when I pushed the door open..."

Professor Lupine was extremely embarrassed.

"I know, leave it to me!"

"I hope he can wake up before being sorted!"

Hagrid took Decorah, held him tightly in his arms, and covered him with clothes, fearing that he would get caught in the rain.

Once Decorah was wrapped, he held the lamp in his other hand and led the new temple student to the steep path he had walked for so many years.

"Well, the prefect..."

One of the new students plucked up the courage to ask Hagrid a question loudly.

"Oh, Decorah fainted!"

"What an unfortunate thing!"

Hagrid replied first.

Seeing that Hagrid is completely different from his appearance, and he also gives people a kind of honest and gentle feeling.

This group of freshmen began to feel brave enough to ask Hagrid about Decorah.

For the man who hits the headlines time and time again.

They are very curious.

Coupled with the patience and gentle teachings Decorah gave them on the Hogwarts Express, this made them want to dig out everything about Decorah.

But Hagrid didn't think it was anything.

Then he talked to them loudly.

Even repeatedly mentioning Decorah and Harry how strong their friendship is.

This deceived the freshmen into a daze.

When Decorah became conscious, he felt like he was in an extremely warm embrace.

Hagrid's carefree voice sounded in his ears.

He raised his arms and hugged Hagrid's burly chest, rubbed his face against the warm clothes, and continued to sleep.

Sensing that Decorah was awake.

Hagrid lowered his voice a lot and waited until he got on the boat.

He became quiet and stopped talking.

As if thinking of something, Hagrid whispered: "Professor Dumbledore asked me to tell you that you are the first-year prefect of each temple, and you are in charge of all matters of the branch."

"By the way, how about the things I sent you during the holidays?"

"Those are potatoes I grew myself."

"I originally planned to mail some to Harry and the others, but they are not at home, so the location is not easy to determine."

"But I think you can come to me for afternoon tea during weekend breaks."

"I'll boil potatoes for you."

Hagrid's voice was very soft, as if he was afraid of disturbing Decorah, but also worried that he wouldn't hear.

"Oh, I see…"

A soft voice came from his arms.

Hagrid finally breathed a sigh of relief.

When they reached the other side, Hagrid led the freshmen to the gate of the castle.

But this time, Professor McGonagall is not here.

"Decora, it's time for you to lead the new students to attend the sorting ceremony."

Hagrid released the waking Decorah.

Standing on the ground, Decorah rubbed his eyes and forced himself to wake up.

"Goodbye, Hagrid."

He waved his hand at Hagrid, who instantly smiled and was about to leave.

"Oh, look at my memory! I forgot I have a dinner party coming too!"

Hagrid turned around awkwardly, said a few words to Decorah, and then entered the door first.

"Follow me."

Decorah said hello and led the freshmen through the corridor with ease and into the empty hall on one side of the auditorium.

He first explained some precautions like Professor McGonagall.

Then I calculated the time and asked the freshmen to line up their teams.

Once everything was ready, Decorah led them into the brightly lit auditorium.

It was the same as the previous branch dinner.

Four long tables were filled with students wearing pointed hats, all dressed up, looking at the nervous freshmen.

Dressed up?

Decorah seemed to have thought of something and looked down at his clothes.

Ok…

very good! Since he is wearing regular clothes!

He didn't change into Slytherin uniform at all!

This white shirt looked out of place in the entire auditorium, and he could clearly feel the doubtful looks from all directions.

As long as I'm not embarrassed, it's others who are embarrassed.

Following this principle, Decorah was not nervous at all, but was extremely calm. Under everyone's gaze, he picked up the parchment next to the Sorting Hat.

Then just like last time, interrupt the Sorting Hat to sing.

Start sorting directly.

However, he noticed that Harry, Hermione and Professor McGonagall were not here.

It was probably because of Harry's fainting.

This was all spread in the past life.

"Since he didn't even change into hospital uniforms, he came in to preside over the branch!"

Teacher's seat.

Snape's face was as gloomy as ever, and his voice was still stiff and low.

"Oh ~ calm down..."

"You should be concerned about what happened so that Decorah didn't even have time to change into hospital uniform!"

Dumbledore was eating lemon ice cream with a smile.

"It's impossible for him to be frightened by the Soul Eaters sent by Azkaban, right?" Snape said sadly.

If that were the case, Decorah would have to be placed in solitary confinement soon.

"No!"

At this moment, a slightly loud objection came, startling the teachers at the staff table.

Look over.

It turned out to be Hagrid. Hagrid smiled and said: "Decora was not frightened by the Soul Eater. Professor Lupin said that he hit his head on the train and fainted."

"I was the one who carried the unconscious Decorah along the way."

After saying that, Hagrid felt a little worried again.

"His forehead was purple and it looked like he was hit badly."

When Snape heard this, his brows moved slightly, and then he began to observe Decorah carefully.

Decorah was still reading the new student's name seriously.

The platinum hair was as fluffy as before.