HP: Slytherin disguise

There was heat in the palm of my hand.

Spreads and finally reaches the back.

?The dragon turned its body with great enjoyment and fed half of the absorbed power back to Decorah.

The pain at this moment is like a dream.

Decorah only felt the infinite power pouring into his body.

It's not just magical power.

But the body.

The power that can be exerted!

Looking up into the sky, the misty smoke seemed to have found its home.

It kept coming and then got into the palm of my hand.

Quickly absorbed by the dragon.

"He is quite leisurely..."

Trevor turned his head and glanced at Decorah unhappily.

Unfortunately, no one paid attention to him.

Less than half an hour.

The three of them defeated these brainless giants.

In total, there were nearly two hundred people.

When they returned to Decorah, they felt a violent aura.

Very grumpy.

It seemed like it could explode at any time.

With alert eyes, Rookwood looked around.

I always feel like something is weird.

Bella wrapped her arms around Decorah's neck and cheered happily.

Everything went smoothly.

They didn't stop either.

After witnessing Bella burn the entire tribe to a pile of ashes.

Everyone set off.

Travel to another location.

These tribes of giants don't look very smart.

The brain doesn't work well either.

But occasionally, there are a few smart ones.

What's more, you can even encounter a giant with a magic wand.

Bella was not in the mood to talk nonsense.

As soon as she arrived at the place.

He took the lead and set fire to the houses of the giant tribe.

It's like igniting a war.

Even the stupid giant cannot tolerate the house he has worked so hard to build being set on fire.

Regardless of the reason, he just waved the weapon.

Want to drive away enemies.

And Decorah was an onlooker from beginning to end.

He was staring at the giant souls floating in mid-air.

Not all giant souls can be absorbed by dragons.

There are only a few giant souls.

Only then do you have this qualification.

Decorah's most obvious feeling after gaining strength.

It is the impatience and impatience brought about by strength.

It seems that something is a little complicated.

It will make you feel furious.

This is not surprising, on the contrary, it is in line with the habits of giants.

Obtaining the power of feedback, and being affected by the strong anger in the power.

Nothing more than normal.

Maybe.

It won't be long before things get back to normal.

The effects of irritability will also disappear.

Decorah, who witnessed the three people casting spells throughout the whole process, didn't want to take action.

But I forgot to bring my wand.

Ok.

He never thought about it.

In other words, he doesn't have a wand at all.

It seems that I have to buy a wand when I get back.

At least not empty-handed.

This is not something a qualified wizard can do...

Two days later.

"The last giant clan..."

"what do you say that is?"

"Forget it, asking for the dead man's name is useless."

On a steep cliff.

Four figures stood.

Among them, the most eye-catching one is the young man with long silver hair.

He is also the calmest.

"They should have predicted the danger."

Rookwood frowned and smelled an unusual smell.

As soon as these words came out.

Trevor was a little confused.

"Isn't it enough to just kill them all?"

"Kill them all!"

"what--"

Bella yelled at the bottom of the cliff, and the sharp sound pierced the sky.

echoed around.

next second.

A group of half-clothed, wild-looking, rude giants came out of hiding.

The tallest giant is eight or nine meters tall.

In their hands they held huge sticks made of stone, which were weapons.

"Death Eater, Voldemort."

A very old giant with a stooped back spoke.

Finally added some wisdom to them.

There were no tribes of unenlightened giants planned by Decorah.

"Old man, you have a lot of eyesight."

"Join or die, make your choice quickly."

"Oh, right."

"I have to tell you, except for your tribe, no one else in Britain will join."

"They're all dead."

Rookwood took a step forward.

No fear at all.

As if he had thought of something, he continued: "You seem to have some intelligence."

"Much better than those brainless ones."

"Hurry up and make the choice a smart person would make."

"otherwise."

"I'll send you to Merlin."

The cold voice was particularly loud.

Those giants, since they are not angry or angry.

Instead, their faces were full of vigilance, and then they all looked at the very old giant.

seem.

Just follow his orders.

Behind these giants, female giants and children came out one after another.

There must be more than a hundred people in total.

No more, no less.

However, every time these giants took a step, the stone would be broken by their steps.

Fortunately, a few people stood relatively far away.

Not affected.

Decorah looked up at the sun. It was noon now.

Finish it quickly.

This task can be completed in the afternoon.

In the past two days, just watching the three of them cast spells was boring to him.

Extremely boring.

If it weren't for the giant soul attracting him.

I'm afraid, he has already run away.

"Decora!!!"

Just when the old giant wanted to say something.

A man squeezed out from behind the giant.

He was also a very tall man, but next to those taller giants.

He looks like a dwarf.

Although the man was dirty, it didn't stop Decorah from recognizing who he was through the messy beard and hair on the man's face.

The air was silent and dead.

Hagrid never expected this.

Mr. Weasley's uneasiness and suspicion were real!

Just the other day.

After Mr. Weasley picked up the paper, he noticed something was wrong.

Because of the five people who recorded this information.

They are all old staff members associated with the Giants, and they have all been retired for many years.

How could anyone still be looking for their information?

What's more, it's Decorah.

His current understanding of Decorah is that he is from the Ministry of Magic and an enemy of the Order of the Phoenix.

Then everything must be done with caution.

What's more, Hagrid has just made contact with the giant tribe.

Now Decorah is looking for this information.

Obviously not right.

After much hesitation, Mr. Weasley chose to observe first.

Maybe it's just a coincidence.

But obviously.

His uneasiness prompted him to go to the old staff at the address above.

Not a single one was left alive.

are dead.

Mr. Weasley was being stupid and knew the seriousness and purpose of the matter.

He hurried back to the Order of the Phoenix headquarters.

Talk to Hagrid about this.

While Hagrid was wanted, he stayed at the Order of the Phoenix headquarters.

So the moment Mr. Weasley explained the reason.

Then he set off to go to those giant tribes.

As a wizard with giant blood, he naturally knows where the habitat of his own kind is.

Unfortunately.

Those tribes have been burned to ashes.

The corpse also turned into charcoal.

In the end, Hagrid chose to go directly to the giant tribe that contacted him.

Apparently he was right.

The final destination of these people is here.

His guess was correct, the ones who killed these giants were Death Eaters.

Because of Voldemort.

Has been gathering those giants and useful elves.

According to Voldemort's character.

If it is useless, it must be destroyed and killed.

Leave no opportunity for others to take advantage of you.

But what Hagrid found hard to accept was this.

Since Decorah is included.

It's strange and incredible.

Everything happened so suddenly that Hagrid felt it was not very real.