HP: Slytherin disguise

No need to say anything, Decorah's expression and eyes spoke louder than a thousand words.

Darren Smith was confused.

Are people today so confident and unashamed?

But then I thought about it.

Decorah does have this capital.

Not only is he the young master of the Malfoy family of the Twenty-Eight Saint Clan, he is also an absolute pure-blood wizard.

The status alone is beyond reach.

The most important thing is that in addition to the family behind him, he also has that strength.

He made an exception and became a prefect in the first grade.

Now, he is directly working as a teacher in the third grade. He is evaluated by the outside world as excellent, cheerful, kind, friendly, affable and helpful...

so.

If he was so good back then, he would definitely be more confident than Decorah.

"Uh-huh!"

Darren Smith coughed dryly and continued to ask: "Excuse me, when you teach them, what attitude and tone will you use to teach them?"

Upon hearing this.

Decorah sat up straight in an instant.

He still remembered yesterday, he promised Dumbledore to behave well!

The mood brewed for a while.

Decorah's face was serious and he pretended to be serious: "For me, I am not only a teacher, but also their classmate, senior, and junior."

“So, I never speak loudly to any student.”

"Even if they can't learn it, I will gently persuade them..."

He raised his hand and wiped the tip of his nose.

Decorah lowered his head to suppress his laughter for a while, reorganized his facial expression, raised his head and continued: "I will teach them gently."

"After all, not everyone is as good as me... not everyone is born with it!"

"so!"

"I will treat them as my friends!"

"Teach them patiently, teach them, and answer any questions they don't know or have doubts about."

"Because I am a good teacher..."

"No, because I am a patient and easy-going person!"

Decorah pursed her lips again, forcing herself not to laugh, her face full of seriousness.

It wasn't too late for him to laugh after people left.

After all, the camera was filming him the whole time, so it would be embarrassing if he laughed.

"You are such a good teacher!"

"Excuse me, what is the content of the practical classes you usually teach? What do students need to do during class?"

Darren Smith nodded, feeling that Decorah was a good and conscientious teacher.

He didn't feel anything was wrong.

After thinking about it, Decorah raised his hand and touched the tip of his nose and said: "The content is probably to let students compete one-on-one."

"Click to the end, and then pick out the problems and shortcomings from their competition."

"Write a summary and give it to them."

"In addition to one-on-one competitions, the course also includes two-on-two team competitions..."

"In the future, I will add some assessments."

“This is beneficial to students’ leadership and command abilities, their combat operations, and team spirit!”

Decorah said as she counted the time and when the class would start.

he thinks.

If the interview continues, he will not be able to hold back his laughter.

"One more question, do you usually have any topics of conversation with your peers?"

"You are so good and have become a teacher."

"Will you still play with your classmates?"

Darren Smith continued to ask, and at the same time, turned to look at Decorah.

"That's an easy question to answer."

"I don't have anything to talk about with my peers!"

"mainly."

"I am only thirteen years old and my mind is not very mature. Just like them, I still have a student mentality."

"So the topic naturally arises."

"Being a teacher doesn't seem to be a big deal. It won't affect the relationship between me and my friends."

"In my free time, I have been having fun with my classmates."

With a smile on her lips, Decorah's gray-blue eyes shone with light, as bright as stars.

This smile is very healing.

Darren Smith was also surprised by this smile and felt instantly happy.

Staring at Decorah, he could no longer look away.

He didn't notice, but he was grinning too.

The two assistants were also dazzled by the smile, but they ignored Darren Smith's silly smile.

With a jolt, he suddenly woke up.

They winked at Darren Smith and told him to stop grinning.

This was filmed throughout!

It took a lot of effort to interview a popular figure like Decorah, but we cannot lose such a cherished scene just because of the scene of Darren Smith giggling alone.

soon.

Darren Smith noticed the expressions of the two assistants.

He hurriedly coughed and rubbed his nose to hide his silly behavior just now.

"Then do you think you're naive?

He asked again subconsciously.

Decorah's expression froze for 0.001 seconds before returning to normal.

Is this person finished?

Still asking!

It's because I haven't interviewed anyone before, or something.

But in order to maintain a good image in front of the camera, he still smiled and replied: "Well... this question is not very standard, because I don't think I am naive, but sometimes I can be very naive!"

After speaking, Decorah trimmed his hair.

Darren Smith realized that he had asked another question and scratched his head in embarrassment.

“Thank you very much for taking time out of your busy schedule to accept our interview!”

He stood up, raised his hand and held Decorah's hand.

Decorah also stood up and shook hands with him.

"You're welcome, I'd love to be interviewed by you!"

The two exchanged pleasantries for a few minutes.

Until the school bell rings.

"I still have to go to a practical class, so I won't talk too much!"

Decorah withdrew his hand, smiled and walked out of the office.

He went down to the fifth floor.

Then she walked to the corridor on the right. Before she reached the classroom door, Decorah heard the clicking sound of taking pictures.

The sound is close.

Taking a deep breath, Decorah knew.

This class is open to reporters.

He was reluctant, but thought Dumbledore would teach him the last two advanced spells.

I felt happy again.

Entering the practical class classroom, Decorah walked straight to the blackboard.

At this time, all the third-grade students from the four houses in the classroom have arrived, sitting in their seats with their backs straight.

no way.

A group of reporters were on both sides of the classroom door, carrying various equipment and filming them.

The entire classroom was captured on camera.

It's strange they don't sit up straight.

This is definitely the first time that so many reporters ran into the classroom to take pictures of the course content.

If you are photographed without correct posture, you will definitely see yourself hunched over in the newspaper. Not to mention embarrassing, the embarrassment is already very fatal.

Accompanied by Decorah walked in.

The eyes of this group of reporters suddenly lit up, and they wanted to rush in for an interview right away.

"The four squad leaders come up first to compete."

"Hermione, Anthony."

"You two show it to everyone first."

Sitting on the chair, Decorah stretched out his hand and motioned for the four of them to come to the middle.

Hermione stood up, took a deep breath, and walked to the side of the red carpet.

Anthony, who was named, walked to the other side.

Pansy stood to the side, crossed her arms, and raised her chin slightly.

Not far from her, Nicole was still standing.