HP: Slytherin disguise

Take out the letter.

Decorah looked at it carefully, really comparing his feelings with his own, and exchanging sincerity for sincerity.

He wrote a full letter without repetition.

Fudge was really excited and wrote him a full letter directly.

In addition to telling some interesting stories about myself.

He mentioned the Triwizard Tournament in his letter.

Fudge was shocked that Decorah would put his name into it.

But more than anything else, he was praising Decorah for being chosen as a warrior.

Anyway, just praise it as good as it is.

He threw all the blame on the Goblet of Fire without even thinking about how Decorah crossed the age line.

In response, Decorah laughed, her face flushed.

He really didn't expect that Uncle Fudge would be so considerate.

It can also be seen from this.

Fudge really regarded him as his junior.

Krum looked up, wondering whose letter made Decorah so happy and concerned.

His eyes flickered, as if he was firm on something.

After breakfast.

Decorah got up and went to the office to write a reply.

After writing the reply, he realized that he had forgotten Krum.

But don't wait until he finds someone.

The practical classes for the second grade have already begun, and Decorah can only put these things aside for the time being.

Let’s teach the second grade first.

Because of his good mood, Decorah was particularly gentle with the second graders in this class.

It scared all the second graders.

Wait until after class.

Decorah followed the students to the Quidditch field, and some students had already arrived early.

And was the first to occupy an excellent viewing position.

Distance from the start of the game.

There are still two or three hours left.

But most of the students had already arrived.

The discussion was noisy, and just as Decorah was about to enter the audience, he was stopped by a Wilmstrong student.

"That's all you can watch here."

That student was Poliarco, and he pointed to an open space behind with a smile.

That’s a good spot and it’s still in the ring.

"You won't be hit...accidentally injured..."

"Ahem, ah, okay."

Decorah almost stopped talking. The first thing he was most concerned about was whether he would be accidentally injured.

"No, it's a great place to take pictures!"

Poliarco said with a smile, and pointed at the camera in Decorah's hand: "Can you take a picture for me?"

"of course can!"

Nodding, Decorah did not refuse.

After stepping back, Poliarko stood the broomstick he was carrying beside him, raised his hand and raised it into a fist.

After choosing the angle, Decorah pressed the shutter.

A new photo comes out.

"This is a day worth remembering, thank you"

Poliarco took the photo and nodded with satisfaction.

It was indeed worth remembering that he finally came to Hogwarts, not to mention that he would have to play a Quidditch match later.

The two stood in that good position and chatted.

Decorah discovered that Poliarco was a very interesting person and had a great talent for comedy.

Every word he said was full of fun.

"Seriously, going to school at Wilmstrom requires a body that can withstand the cold."

"I've been freezing for several years."

“When I went there in the first year, I was almost frozen into a popsicle.”

"Now, I'm a polar bear!"

"Ouch~~"

Polyarco howled at the top of his lungs, making Decorah almost unable to stand up straight.

no way.

This guy is so interesting.

After two hours passed, Poliarco was called away by another student.

before going.

Polyarco looked reluctant.

I wish I could chat for a while.

Decorah sat bored in the open space, looking at the already full auditorium.

Not a moment.

Ms. Huo Qi came to the middle of the arena.

Immediately afterwards, Harry and the others came to the arena, and the cheers around them were deafening.

Particularly eye-catching are the Beauxbatons students.

They didn't cheer, but they caused the students on the side to look sideways.

Ron and Hermione waved their hands excitedly.

Cheers for Harry.

Cedric raised his hand with a bright smile and greeted the Hufflepuff students in the audience.

Next up was Wilmstrong's Quidditch team.

Taking the lead was Krum.

He was wearing a dark brown Wimstra uniform and was carrying a broomstick.

The figure is tall and tall.

His face was full of seriousness and indifference, and his eyes never glanced at the Hogwarts Quidditch team from beginning to end.

Behind him, the six students following him were all talking and laughing.

There was no tension at all.

It seems like this is just a simple little game.

Indeed, they were not serious at all.

For them, the outcome of this game has long been determined.

Ms. Huo Qi asked the players from both sides to shake hands and say hello.

None of Wilmstrong's students wanted to shake hands, and they all stood aside with a casual expression.

That arrogant attitude is really infuriating.

Harry was a little angry, let alone everyone else.

But they could only retract their hands in embarrassment.

All the students in the audience could see this clearly.

They were annoyed by the Wilmstrong students' arrogant attitude, and they all began to discuss angrily.

Krum was deaf to these voices.

Just waiting for the game to start.

Ms. Huo Qi could only change the topic and start talking about some precautions.

As for Karkaroff in the audience, his face was full of confidence.

He had already guessed about winning or losing.

Beside him were Ms. Maxim and a group of professors from Hogwarts.

Decorah held up the camera.

Standing in this great position, you are ready to shoot.

Standing on the edge of the arena.

It's quite conspicuous.

But fortunately, as a professor, no one thought there was anything wrong with him.

Ms. Huo Qi said nothing.

After a simple introductory speech.

Ms. Huo Qi blew the whistle, and the players from both sides mounted their broomsticks and took off into the air.

during this period.

Krum turned to look at Decorah.

Then he turned back with a face full of silence.

Decorah held up the camera and took snapshots without missing any action.

After the game starts.

The students in the audience also fell silent.

Harry was the goalkeeper this time, guarding his own ring and preventing the opponent from hitting the ball.

Fred and George were still the hitters.

What makes Harry uncomfortable is that he has never been a goalkeeper at all, although he has trained many games.

But he felt very aggrieved.

Especially when watching Cedric and the others dealing with Krum, he could only stand guard here.

Anyway, it’s very powerless and uncomfortable.

And when he was dazed, a Wilmstrang Quidditch player evaded tracking and threw the Quaffle in his hand toward the goal.

There were exclamations.

Harry felt something as big as a football whizzing past his face. He quickly turned around and saw that the Quaffle had passed through the goal.