HP: Slytherin disguise

Decorah followed Umbridge through corridor after corridor.

The corridor is a little dark.

And empty.

It can be seen that few people come to this place.

"I knew you were coming to join the job after the minister came back. He told me."

"So I sorted out all the documents in advance."

"And proof of position."

"Now, all I need to do is take an ID photo."

"Go here, be careful, don't hit your head."

Umbridge's steps were brisk as she led him through a corridor lined with glowing stones.

The stone is said to be hanging, but it seems more like it is floating.

Decorah looked up at the glowing stone in the air.

He'll hit his head...

Haha...Decora felt that she had been invisible hurt.

"Oh--"

"Look at my memory!"

"Ok."

"You definitely won't encounter it!"

Umbridge seemed to react and spoke directly, revealing Decorah's scar again.

She turned her head and continued as she walked: "It's so strange."

"You are so much shorter than your peers."

"Did you experience trauma as a child? Or is this just your normal height?"

This is not as simple as uncovering scars.

Instead, he was scratching his wounds with his hands!

"I don't want to grow taller!"

"That's what I think. There seems to be no use in getting high..."

Decorah curled her lips and felt uncomfortable.

"Oh, dear! This is such a good idea and a good attitude!"

"What you said makes sense!"

"At the very least, I'm just like you, shorter!"

Umbridge came to the end of the corridor and opened a wooden door hidden in the darkness.

moment.

The light shines directly out.

Inside is a small office.

Next to the wall.

There are many bundles of documents.

The base hit was as high as Decorah's.

do not know either.

If you touch it, will it fall down?

Except for the piles of documents placed next to the office, the center is somewhat empty.

There was only one chair, and behind it was a shelf with a Ministry of Magic flag.

On the chair, there is a camera for taking pictures.

Besides.

There is nothing left in the office.

"Go over and sit down."

"However, I think you can tidy up your appearance first!"

Umbridge stepped forward, picked up the camera and started swinging it.

At the same time, he motioned to Decorah to tidy up himself quickly.

Raising her hands to smooth the long hair next to her face, Decorah sat on the chair and straightened her clothes.

He was wearing a black hooded sweatshirt, which was not very formal.

But Umbridge didn't seem to think his clothes were informal, and quickly backed away.

Strike a pose.

"You can be more aggressive, my dear."

"Otherwise, I can't guarantee that when you show your ID to arrest illegal wizards in the future, they will laugh out loud and think you are a liar!"

Umbridge said, showing a standard smile.

Decorah lowered the corners of his mouth obediently, frowned slightly, and made his eyes colder.

"Pretty!"

"very perfect!"

With a 'click' sound, Umbridge lowered her head and looked at the photos taken in the camera.

She raised her hand and said, "Yes, you can get up, my dear."

Getting up, Decorah felt that Umbridge called him something strange, but couldn't tell what was strange.

"We can go and go to the Office of the Legal Enforcement Department to get all the ID photos!"

"Follow me and don't run around, honey."

Umbridge took the small photo spit out from the camera and turned around and left the small room.

Decorah quickly followed.

"Close the door, dear."

"OK…"

After turning around and closing the door, Decorah walked a few steps behind Umbridge.

soon.

They left the dark and quiet corridor.

Back to the bright aisle again.

In the Auror's office, there were more than a dozen people discussing something with portraits.

They should be Auror members.

Before he could take a closer look.

Umbridge then pushed open a double door.

Just went in.

It was the buzzing sound of chatter.

This is an office space.

It was filled with desks and chairs, and against the wall were various large cabinets containing documents.

Most of the chairs were occupied.

They all wear formal suits or casual suits, which is more formal anyway.

Some people are reading documents alone.

Some two or three gathered together and chatted.

The entire office space echoed with voices and the sound of chairs being pulled out, including the sound of things falling to the floor.

This was the first time for Decorah to come to the Ministry of Magic's Legal Enforcement Department.

I couldn't help but look around curiously.

Umbridge knew that it was his first time here, so he kindly explained: "This place is full of members of the Legal Enforcement Department on duty."

"But they're not very busy."

"Of course, you will know later why they are not busy."

Walk around to a tall desk against the wall.

Umbridge handed the photo over and said, "Put it together with the ID I gave you just now."

"Have you got your professional certificate?"

"Of course it's done. It's the first time that the minister and you are so concerned about the employment application."

"Tsk...why does this photo look so familiar..."

"Is it a child? Her breasts are fierce, hahaha, whose daughter is she?"

"It's like a boy's fierceness, not bad!"

A dull voice came from behind the tall long table. It sounded like an old man in his fifties or sixties.

Decorah couldn't see anyone at all.

Not only is the table too high, but there are also books and documents piled high in front of the table.

Not only could he not see anyone, he also had to look up at the pile of books and documents.

As for why he wanted to see people urgently.

It was because the old man's words made him very angry.

Excuse me, what is it about him that has such a boyish temperament?

Umbridge pursed her lips, almost into a straight line, and looked at the old man in the hall behind the table with her eyes open.

The old gentleman in the lobby was stared at for no reason.

"You're taking a closer look!"

"I wonder if you were lazy during work?"

"Isn't there a basic introduction on the professional certificate?"

Umbridge took a deep breath and looked like she was about to get angry.

After being stunned for a moment, the old man in the lobby finally came to his senses, covered his bald head and said with a smile: "Hahaha, I tend to forget things when I get older!"

"Boys...yes...boys!"

"Hahaha…"

"I made a mistake with my long hair. I didn't look carefully and thought it was a girl..."

"By the way, where are the people?"

"Although you are the one handling it, the real person still has to be present."

"Otherwise it would be difficult for me to do this..."

The old man in the lobby waved his magic wand and merged the small photos into a card. On the card was a very formal introduction:

Name: Decorah Malfoy

Sex: Male

Department: Department of Magical Law Enforcement

Position: Director of Law Enforcement, Department of Law Enforcement