HP: Slytherin disguise

Decorah had already raised the idea of ​​killing Barty Jr., but in any case she had to wait until Voldemort was resurrected.

He didn't quite understand why little Barty didn't care.

He couldn't even see what Barty's purpose was.

But one thing is for sure.

This guy is definitely not that kind.

Thinking about it, he didn't struggle too much, just stared at little Barty with dark eyes.

More doubts are yet to come.

Little Barty seemed to have forgotten about this matter, but kept holding him in his arms.

He doesn't even let go of class.

During this period, Decorah kept wondering if he had missed something.

Think about it carefully.

I haven't forgotten anything at all, so how did little Barty get into trouble with him?

He didn't mess with this guy at all.

This person had to provoke him, he was so crazy, like a madman.

really.

No one who has ever been in Azkaban is normal.

Finally, when get out of class was over, the students all left the classroom.

They were obviously afraid of Barty Jr.

"Don't avoid me from now on, do you understand?"

Little Barty rubbed his head and smiled.

His eyes flickered slightly, and Decorah didn't know when she had been avoiding him.

Isn't it just a coincidence that I can't touch it?

Why is he hiding?

next second.

He was put to the ground.

Decorah looked up and stared at little Barty for a while, then ran away with his short legs.

A smile twitched at the corner of his mouth.

Little Barty seemed to have thought of something happy and laughed.

That smile was slightly ferocious.

Decorah ran away and transformed back into his human form in the corner. He raised his hand and patted his hair.

"No, is this person sick?!"

Decorah couldn't help but complain, and returned to the dormitory without interest.

In the afternoon.

The students at Hogwarts were in a state of extreme excitement.

Tomorrow's game will be as scheduled.

They are curious and expectant.

But the only ones who were not curious or looking forward to it were the four warriors.

Decorah knew that they already knew what they were facing next.

Fire dragon.

Without even thinking about it, they already knew it.

You can tell by the look on his face and the frown on his face.

Especially Cedric.

He seemed extremely anxious and frightened.

Even Harry was like that.

Fleur was a little better, not that scared, but her frown showed that she was also very worried.

"Aren't you worried?"

Decorah looked at the silent Krum.

Shaking his head, Klum looked directly into his eyes seriously and said word by word: "In fact, I won't worry at all."

"For me, it's very simple."

"Well, you probably already know what tomorrow's game will be."

"But it's not scary."

It is said that love makes people progress and overcome useless emotions.

Now it seems that this is true.

"Good luck to you, warrior!"

Decorah laughed, but he wasn't worried about what would happen to Krum.

This guy is stronger than every student at Hogwarts.

What's more, Krum is Karkaroff's protégé.

Something can happen to anyone, but nothing can happen to Krum.

Being called a warrior by Decorah with a smile, Krum was a little eager and wanted to say something.

But every time he wouldn't say it.

"Decora, can we chat for a while?"

A person slowly walked through the corridor.

It's Harry.

His face looked haggard and wary.

These warnings were directed at Krum.

Nodding, Decorah patted Krum on the back and said with a smile: "I'll be right back!"

With that said, he and Harry went to the far corner.

Krum didn't speak, he just stood there with his eyes closed and concentrating.

"What's the matter? So serious?"

Decorah leaned against the wall and raised his hand to rub Harry's cheek.

Shaking his head, Harry said anxiously: "I think I have to tell you that Wilmstrang's students are very dangerous, and you can't get too close to them."

"They know dark magic, and it's just Wilmstrong's basic magic!"

"Professor Karkaroff was a Death Eater!"

"He was released by asking other Death Eaters to take the blame, and he went to Wilmstrang as the headmaster."

"During this period, I have been teaching black magic to students there."

After saying it in one breath, Harry finally breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed a lot.

"How do you know?"

Of course Decorah knew this, but he was more curious about how Harry knew.

"Sirius told me..."

"Well, actually last semester, Hermione and I discovered a shocking secret, that is, Peter Pettigrew is the one who should be imprisoned in Azkaban..."

Next.

That was Harry's tirade.

At the end.

Decorah understood directly, so it was Sirius who came to see Harry.

Told Harry this.

They are probably now suspecting that it was Karkaroff who threw Harry's name into the Goblet of Fire.

That's why Harry came to him in such a hurry.

Keep him away from Karkaroff, including Wilmstrong's students.

This was also the reason why Harry looked at Krum warily.

"Oh, I know this."

"Don't worry about that, Harry."

"You should care about your own condition first."

"I know tomorrow's game will be a lot of pressure for you, but I think you can do it."

"Don't panic, you'll be fine."

Decorah changed the topic and began to comfort Harry who was not in a good mood.

"Thanks…"

Harry breathed a sigh of relief, feeling much more relaxed.

"Actually, I already know what I will face tomorrow. It's..."

He wanted to tell Decorah what he would face tomorrow.

But Decorah smiled at him and shook her head.

"I know, no need to say it."

Opening his eyes, Harry didn't expect Decorah to know!

But if you think about it, it's not completely abnormal for Decorah to know something as a professor.

"I believe in you. If you feel better tomorrow, I'll take some photos for you!"

Decorah spoke softly, trying to comfort Harry first.

"I see…"

Harry hugged him, closed his eyes and thought deeply for a while, and then slowly let go of Decorah.

"Then I'll go find Hermione first. She's waiting for me in the library."

He bowed his hands and left the corridor.

His eyes darkened, and Decorah sighed tiredly.

Inexplicably, he was very tired.

There are still three years until Grindelwald's goals are implemented in the future.

He was tired of waiting.

However, fortunately, there is someone accompanying him this semester...

Decorah trotted up to Krum and pulled him forward: "What a mistake. Why didn't you compete? Do you know all the test questions?"

"Hagrid took Ms. Maxim to see the fire dragon."

Krum replied seriously.

"Shh~"

"If you see through it but don't tell it, why are you so loud!"

Decorah turned his head and looked at Krum with a somewhat depressed look on his solemn and dull face.