HP: Slytherin disguise

He is now from the Ministry of Magic and the director of the Department of Law Enforcement.

He is also a supporter of the Minister of Magic.

Take Fudge's word for it.

No longer involved with them at all.

To be honest, after the professors were resurrected from Voldemort, they couldn't laugh anymore.

Worry and panic gripped them.

Let them worry every day...

Decorah did not teach the freshmen today's practical class.

After all, it's only been a week since school started.

They probably haven't even figured out the basic magic spell yet.

So if you teach, it will be in vain.

Besides, Decorah was annoyed by stupid people, especially those who were good for nothing.

It's a complete waste of air.

For this class, the lucky seventh grader was naturally chosen.

Because seventh grade students are already mature.

I won’t keep asking questions anymore.

Sure enough, after entering the practical class classroom, the seventh grade students all sat quietly in their seats in the courtyard.

No one made a sound or spoke.

Although Decorah was in an impetuous mood, he was still satisfied with their silence.

Therefore, he went straight to the lecture.

It basically talks about some combat details.

Moreover, it was his recent real combat experience.

The seventh-grade students listened attentively at first, but the more they listened, the more familiar they became.

Isn't this what was reported in the newspaper...

Emotionally, Decorah was telling them the details of his actual combat.

If you don’t listen carefully, you will feel sorry for having waited so long.

Although Fred and George had resentment towards Decorah, they also knew it honestly.

Otherwise, it is very likely that you will be beaten.

So it's always right to be honest.

A class was spent in silence, with no students interrupting the whole process.

There was only the sound of Decorah lecturing.

after class.

The students reluctantly left the classroom and walked downstairs.

While walking, we discussed the content of today’s practical lesson.

Students from other grades listened with envy.

Although they hate Decorah, does this have anything to do with their desire to take practical lessons?

Today is Wednesday.

Decorah plans to continue giving practical lessons to Hogwarts students.

He had a weekend off and had to go back to Malfoy Manor to rest.

If the wind is okay.

Back to the Ministry of Magic to make next plans.

Therefore, during these three days, we must quickly give them enough.

After all, next time he comes back, he won't be teaching them actual combat techniques.

Fudge was ready to stop teaching in this area.

He felt that students at Hogwarts could not learn these battle spells and knowledge.

He was even more afraid that Dumbledore would cultivate his own gang.

So, everything has to change slowly and proceed...

"Inform the monitors of other fifth-grade departments that you will come to the fifth floor for practical classes next class."

Decorah stood outside the library corridor.

Finally, I arrived. One of the monitors of the fifth-grade practical class was the monitor of the practical class of Ravenclaw House.

Obviously, this was sudden.

The monitor of Ravenclaw House was at a loss for a while before reacting.

He quickly ran downstairs to inform others.

It was really sudden.

As class approached, the fifth grade students who rushed in looked puzzled and confused.

After all, today's practical class is for seventh graders.

Is it possible to make an exception today and have a few more sessions?

But their next class is divination class...

The next class for Gryffindor and Ravenclaw students is Divination.

For students of Slytherin and Hufflepuff houses, the next class is History of Magic.

So when I was informed to come to class.

They were all confused.

But I am more happy and happy. After all, most students hate these two courses.

Not only can you escape, but you can also take practical lessons.

It’s simply the best of both worlds!

Finally, when the school bell rang, all the fifth grade students arrived.

They all had smiles on their faces.

However, this smile slowly faded after Decorah came in.

Go straight to the blackboard.

Decorah sat on the chair and didn't say anything in plain language. He just told them what he taught the seventh grade students in a class.

It's a complete one-to-one copy.

"Oh, we have to listen carefully. This is a lecture given by the Director of Legal Enforcement of the Ministry of Magic..."

"Hey hey hey..."

"Then you have to listen carefully..."

Several students murmured in the background with smiling expressions on their faces.

The students around them all looked shocked.

Obviously he admires their courage to say this.

And it's still in the practical classroom.

Although the voice was low, it was too bold.

In case you are heard...

"What's so funny?"

The class suddenly stopped and Decorah turned his head.

He looked towards the Ravenclaw House, behind the students in the front row.

There, a few students were talking secretly with playful smiles just now.

The quietness in the classroom could be heard.

All the students turned their heads and looked over.

So does Harry.

Ron and Hermione both opened their eyes wide and sweated for the Ravenclaw students.

The smile disappeared instantly, and several students quickly scratched their heads.

Somewhat at a loss.

After all, they really didn't expect that Decorah would notice their little moves.

"I really don't understand what you are laughing at."

Decorah's handsome brows furrowed, and he looked at the others with a slightly disgusted expression and said, "You don't think it's honorable to chat in class, do you?"

"I can tell you clearly."

"You must take my class seriously."

"As you said, the Director of Law Enforcement teaches the class himself."

"It's your honor, understand?"

Leaning back on the chair, Decorah tilted his head slightly, staring intently at the people who were obviously starting to panic.

"If I didn't teach you, I'm afraid you would never be able to come into contact with me in your life."

"After all, you can listen to my classes and get in touch with me here."

"If you leave it outside, I won't even look at you."

"You are not even qualified to stand with me, let alone sit here and listen to my lecture."

"Why not cherish such a good opportunity?"

"Ministry of Magic, Director of the Department of Legal Enforcement!"

"Teach you in person!"

"In normal times, do you think I would pay attention to you unimportant people?"

Slowly getting up, Decorah's lips curved into a sneer.

A look of ridicule and impatience.

Looking at Decorah blankly, the students' ears instantly turned as red as blood, and their faces also turned red.

Embarrassed toes dig into the ground.

He lowered his head in a hurry.

They never thought that Decorah would say this.

Completely naked humiliation and ridicule.

And deep disdain.

The other students also looked shocked and in disbelief.

They couldn't believe that these words were spoken by Decorah.

After all, Decorah was neither gentle nor irritable towards them in the past.

It has always been mediocre.

Now, it's really scary and embarrassing.

More of a feeling of anger, helplessness, and powerlessness.