HP: Slytherin disguise

Swallowed.

Decorah didn't know what to say for a moment.

The good news is: Bella actually prepares dinner for him.

The bad news is: the dinner Bella prepared seems inedible...

At last.

Decorah was under Bella's expectant eyes.

Slowly picked up the piece of 'bread'.

He wanted to tear some off and taste it.

But he broke the black ashes in his hand.

His expression twisted.

Decorah made up her mind, closed her eyes and took a bite.

A crunchy bite.

Yes, this bread is really crispy.

The fallen crumbs are extremely bitter.

Decorah chewed hard and raised her hand to give Bella a big thumbs up.

"Hao... crazy..."

“Crab mud…”

"Prepared... dinner..."

When he opened his mouth, countless black ash floated out.

Revealing, Decorah's two rows of neat, dark teeth.

Rao had a mouthful of coke.

Decorah still smiled and gave Bella a thumbs up.

At least…

This man prepared dinner for himself...

Bella looked at Decorah, whose mouth was full of black ash, and was stunned for a while.

After reacting.

She directly covered her stomach, pointed at Decorah and laughed.

The smile froze.

Decorah looked at the remaining black charcoal bread in his hand.

Then he looked at Bella who couldn't stop laughing.

Just when Bella looked up and was about to laugh crazy.

Decorah directly stuffed the remaining bread into her mouth.

Then he turned and ran.

There were piercing screams and angry shouts from behind.

Decorah directly covered his ears.

Ran out of Malfoy Manor.

He's very direct.

Went to Hogwarts.

It was only at this time that Decorah felt like the food at Hogwarts.

It's so delicious.

So what if the potatoes are not peeled?

He came just in time.

It was dinner time at Hogwarts.

Wiping the corners of her lips, Decorah entered the auditorium and prepared to have dinner here first.

It was the same as usual in the auditorium.

The students were chatting, and so were the Ministry staff.

It's a bit noisy no matter how you look at it.

You can also smell the wine.

There is no doubt that it must be Ministry of Magic staff drinking.

Decorah walked around to the long Ravenclaw table and found an empty seat to sit down.

Then he lowered his head and ate his dinner.

"You have black dirt on your face."

Just when Decorah was eating with gusto.

A girl's erratic voice came from the other side.

Decorah looked up.

What caught his eye was a girl with long, messy, dirty-looking hair.

Her long blond hair reaches her waist.

Like tangled yarn.

Her eyebrows are very light in color and her eyes bulge outward, giving people the impression of being surprised at any moment.

The most striking.

It was a necklace made of butterbeer cork that she wore around her neck.

The strange thing is that she hid the wand behind her left ear.

It looks a little raunchy.

And she was staring at Decorah with her light blue eyes.

Luna Lovegood.

Decorah figured out the man's name instantly.

It was Luna, the 'crazy girl' from Ravenclaw House.

Raising her hand to rub her cheek, Decorah thought it must be the ashes on the black charcoal bread.

"You messed up your face."

Luna put down her fork, her voice uncertain.

"Ok?"

Decorah was stunned for a moment.

Busily wiping his face with his sleeves.

Didn't notice at all.

Luna across from him laughed.

"You wiped it all over your face."

Luna stood up and leaned over to wipe Decorah's cheek with her hands.

Decorah lowered his hand.

Let Luna wipe the dust from her face.

The boy's fair face was covered with black marks from wiping.

It looked even dirtier than before.

Luna was stunned for a moment, but she didn't expect that the more she wiped, the dirtier she became.

But soon.

She sat down again and said, "Okay."

Patting her cheek, Decorah continued to eat her dinner.

Prepare to eat quickly and get ready to go home.

He didn't forget that there was another person at home.

around the two.

Empty.

Not a single student sat.

When Decorah came, there were one or two people sitting here, but now it is really empty.

The students in Ravenclaw House had already noticed Decorah's arrival.

They quickly sat on both sides.

Afraid of getting close to Decorah.

"Classmates, look who's back?"

at this time.

A voice echoed throughout the auditorium.

Everyone looked up.

Look towards the guest of honor seat.

Speaker.

It's Umbridge.

She looked happy.

"Your principal has just returned from the International Confederation of Wizards. Please welcome him quickly."

Umbridge stood up, holding her throat.

He signaled the students not to eat and to welcome him quickly.

She got up together.

The staff of the Ministry of Magic also quickly stood up.

Professor Flitwick looked unhappy and secretly glared at Umbridge.

Not coincidental.

Umbridge, who turned her head, saw it.

Twisting her head slightly, a smile appeared on Umbridge's face.

"Professor Flitwick, you stand on the chair to welcome me."

She gestured with her hand.

Then he stopped paying attention.

The corners of his mouth twitched.

Professor Flitwick could only blame his own bad luck.

This time.

It must have been a grudge.

Professor McGonagall stood up without saying anything else.

Seeing her getting up, all the professors also got up one after another.

Snape pursed his lips, stood up with a sullen face.

A group of people stood upright.

Students, look at me and I look at you.

Finally, under the command of the prefects of each college, he put down the tableware and stood up.

All the students looked reluctant.

"Hey Harry, have you seen Decorah?"

"Why didn't I see him come in?"

Gryffindor table.

Ron stood a little sluggishly, turning his head and looking around.

"I didn't see it either..." Harry muttered back.

Then he stopped making a sound.

Decorah raised his hand and scratched his head, wondering why he stood up even after eating.

Is this a prayer before meals?

But he seemed to hear what Umbridge said.

"Decora, you should be sitting here, not with the students."

"That's inconsistent with who you are."

Umbridge grinned, her voice sweet.

He completely forgot that he was sitting in the principal's seat now.

When I heard it, it turned out that I was calling myself.

Decorah looked up and stood up hesitantly.

next second.

Everyone in the auditorium burst into laughter.

Ron, who was eating secretly, spit out a mouthful of pudding.

He sprayed the food on the long table in front of him all over.

It caused the surrounding students to retching.

It is really.

At this moment, Decorah had a smile on his face.

But this smile is really not flattering.

Just because there were black marks all over his face.

And I haven't noticed it at all.

Smiling feeling good about himself.

"Why are you laughing?!"

"Don't laugh!"

Umbridge's expression changed, and she no longer used her coquettish voice.

But it actually started a fire.

"You can't, don't allow the students to laugh."

"It's their freedom."

Professor Flitwick stood on the chair and shook his head as he spoke.

"Very well, Professor Flitwick."

"Maybe your height is not up to the standard to be a professor, we have to re-measure you!"

With a strong hand, Umbridge broke the spoon directly.

The corner of his mouth twitched, and Professor Flitwick knew that he was going to be unlucky...