HP: Slytherin disguise

Turning around, Decorah went to the public office with Mafalda Hopkirk.

Dumbledore was left standing there with Fudge and Umbridge.

With a fake smile, Umbridge followed Fudge away.

This time.

Dumbledore was the only one left on the spot.

The staff of the Ministry of Magic who passed by looked like they were seeing a god of plague when they saw him. They avoided him and didn't even want to look at him.

What's more, they looked at him with hatred.

Dumbledore stood for a while, looking dazed and planning to turn around and leave.

"Headmaster Dumbledore."

Just then, Decorah walked over with a bright smile on his face.

The smiling Dumbledore couldn't help but notice.

It also made him feel a lot better instantly.

"I think it's reasonable for Harry to save that Muggle. After all, he couldn't have refused to save him. Those Soul Eaters were just going for him."

"If there's anything you need my help with, just ask."

"I still remember, I am a member of the Order of the Phoenix!"

With that said, Decorah looked at Dumbledore seriously.

After being stunned for a moment, Dumbledore showed a kind smile on his face.

He raised his hand, rubbed the top of Decorah's head and said, "Thank you, child."

"As long as Harry is safe."

"I just hope that he will be fine."

The two chatted for a while.

Dumbledore left the Ministry of Magic, and he had to ask other members of the Order of the Phoenix to escort Harry from his Muggle home to the Order of the Phoenix headquarters.

The headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix is ​​located at 12 Grimmauld Place, London.

Although I know these secrets.

But Decorah wasn't going to tell Voldemort.

He doesn't want to change anything.

Just wait quietly until the end...

Recently.

Decorah felt more and more uncomfortable. He didn't know what happened and had a severe headache.

?The dragon also frequently sucked his soul and blood.

The continuous pain made him sick for the past few days.

Fudge was the most worried.

Every day he would find various gadgets and interesting things to make Decorah happy.

Even Muggle stuff was used.

Although Decorah felt very uncomfortable, he still smiled cooperatively.

After seeing Percy off.

Decorah leaned on the desk and planned to take a rest.

An indescribable feeling of hunger welled up in his heart. Decorah frowned and moved his body uncomfortably.

Soul, blood…

These two words seemed to be infinitely magnified.

kept echoing in his mind.

An idea, an extremely longing for fresh soul and blood.

The gray-blue eyes were covered with dark mist.

Decorah sat up, looking a little dazed.

He raised his hand and touched his back through his clothes, as if he was testing something.

?The dragon moved a little, and the pain of cutting came.

The feeling of hunger and thirst became even stronger.

"Are you trying to absorb souls and blood..."

He whispered softly.

My back miraculously no longer hurts.

Seems to be responding to his words.

Slowly getting up, Decorah walked all the way up, preparing to leave the Ministry of Magic.

Although the desire to suck souls and blood is very strong.

But after passing by those staff, strong rejection and disgust arose.

It seems that the souls and blood of those people are very dirty.

A dragon that has not grown cannot leave its host. It can only survive by sucking the host's soul and blood.

But as it grows slowly, it needs more souls and blood.

If the host cannot provide it, the dragon will not keep sucking it, because it can feel the vitality of the host, so it is naturally impossible to kill its own host.

So this time.

It will prompt the host to suck the soul and blood on its behalf.

Finally got sucked into it.

But when it comes to selecting suitable candidates, most people will not be selected by it.

Decorah left the Ministry of Magic in a daze.

Driven by the dragon's desire, he apparated somewhere.

The town of Longwell.

Decorah was shocked when he stood on the road.

He seemed to realize, who the dragon had chosen.

Weihai, the dragon is now eager to suck the soul and blood of the chosen target.

Since this dragon can, follow the people in his memory.

Come filter!

The hesitant Decorah stood there blankly.

He was hesitating, not knowing whether he should really make up his mind to kill Wei Hai.

A dull feeling arose in my heart.

After a few seconds of hesitation, Decorah chose profit first.

Although Weihai is very good and can control souls...

Of course, he hasn't paid attention to Weihai for more than a year.

But in terms of choice, he will not favor the living.

After all, maximizing profits...

The moment he saw Decorah, Weihai rushed up to him without any hesitation and hugged him.

"Will you die for me?"

Decorah asked softly, her voice extremely calm.

"I know...I've already guessed it..."

"Today I will die..."

"But the thing I regret least is knowing you..."

Weihai laughed, as if he had expected it.

He knew he was going to die today, and he also knew who was going to kill him.

Although he didn't know why.

But Weihai doesn’t care!

Don't want to know why either.

"You're mentally okay, right?"

Decorah slowly hugged Weihai and rested her chin on his shoulder.

Then close your eyes and feel the long-lost relaxation.

"Yeah, I just wanted to get your attention."

"You are right, there are many people who want to have a relationship with you, and I am just one of them."

"I made friends with you though."

"But I discovered that you don't need friends. No one can be your friend."

"It's really painful..."

"You are obviously close at hand, but you are out of reach..."

"From the first moment I saw you, I felt like I had a purpose to live."

"I've always been a normal person."

"What I did was just to make you notice me..."

"I like you...prefect..."

Weihai hugged Decorah tightly, feeling the warmth and the hug he wanted.

This shallow but strange love was finally revealed.

Strong desire drove Decorah to act quickly, and he slowly turned his head.

There is tenderness in the gray-blue eyes.

That gentleness as soft as water...

Weihai looked at it infatuatedly, gradually losing consciousness, and then fell into it.

"I know…"

Decorah murmured softly, and then slowly approached.

Kissed Weihai on the lips.

The pupils dilated for a moment, then became covered with drunkenness, and then slowly lost color, luster, and vitality...

A trace of light blue soul was sucked into Decorah.

Then it poured into the body and was swallowed by the dragon, which was already hungry and thirsty.

Wait until the soul is completely sucked out.

Decorah's lips slowly slid down, and then landed on Wei Hai's neck.

He stuck out his tongue and licked it.

The next moment, Decorah opened his mouth and bit down hard, then bit hard.

Until the blood spurts out.

Like a fountain, blood gurgled out.