HP: Slytherin disguise

Decorah took out a few fruit candies from his pocket and peeled them off.

He hesitated.

Then he handed one of the candies to Luna.

leftover.

Then he threw it into the potion and handed it to Luna who had just taken the candy.

"It won't be bitter if you drink this cup from me."

Done.

He took Luna's cup of potion.

Then he took a small sip.

It is indeed very bitter, very bitter...

Drop a piece of candy into the cup in your hand.

Make waves.

Turn around.

Decorah saw Luna's side face.

And that candy was the one he had just handed to Luna, hoping that she would hold it in her mouth to dispel the bitterness.

The infirmary was extremely quiet.

I don’t know when the small pharmacy opened with a crack.

It also closed again quietly.

In silence.

The two drank the potion.

Not a moment.

The wound began to heat up and slowly healed.

Stand up in tacit agreement.

Decorah and Luna left the infirmary together.

now.

The sky was completely bright.

The gray darkness was also dispelled.

The walkways and corridors of Hogwarts also became brighter.

Although it's still a little dark.

Owls hoot from time to time.

Everything is very pleasant.

It's still half an hour until breakfast time.

The senior students have probably all woken up and are washing and getting dressed.

That's it for this time.

Hogwarts is at its most peaceful.

Wander the hallways.

Orange sunlight shines through the windows.

Pour on the ground.

Outside the foyer.

In the central flower bed.

There are colorful flowers blooming.

It is exuding fragrance.

Luna raised her head slightly, seeming to be looking at something.

until.

Decorah stepped on a hairpin.

"found it."

Luna turned around and looked over as expected.

He moved away to reveal his hairpin.

Decorah bent down and picked it up, wiping it clean with her hands.

"It's yours."

Looking at the ordinary hairpin in her hand, Decorah was a little curious. Is Luna looking for it?

Is the card issued by Luna?

But why here?

Besides, he didn't see anything on the ground just now.

"It's my hairpin, it's always hidden away."

“And then it showed up somewhere I didn’t expect.”

"Thank you for helping me find it."

Luna tilted her head and smiled.

Nodding, Decorah handed it into Luna's hand.

Watch her put the hairpin on her head.

But then.

Luna took off the hairpin again.

"I like it so much."

She held up the hairpin slightly and continued thoughtfully: "But I decided not to wear it anymore."

"Why?" Decorah didn't know why.

"Because it always disappears."

"Every time I find it, it takes a long time."

"Sometimes it's in the basement, in a jar with dead animals, sometimes it's in a breakfast sandwich."

"It's showing up in weirder and weirder places."

"Maybe next time, it will appear in the lake and be swallowed by a fish."

"Years later, in the stew at a banquet."

Look into Luna's eyes.

Decorah took a step back to the side.

Stay out of the sun.

"Won't it disappear if you don't wear it?"

"Do not."

"It will still disappear."

"Then you can't avoid that."

"Yes, so I want to give it to you for safekeeping first."

"Me? Why me?"

"Because you'll keep it safe."

"When will I return it to you?"

"Please give it back to me when I am eighteen."

Decorah raised her hand, waiting for Luna to hand the hairpin to her.

But Luna shook her head.

Without warning, she bent over and put her hands on her knees. Decorah lowered her head slightly.

The sun shines on the boy's dazzling silver hair.

Like radiance.

Luna pinned this black, plain, and dull hairpin on the left side of Decorah's long hair.

Then, he touched the hairpin with his fingertips.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome."

Straightening up, Decorah prepared to leave Hogwarts.

He had to go back to Malfoy Manor.

Apologize to Bella.

Apologize for yesterday's rude behavior.

"Luna Lovegood."

At this moment, Luna suddenly stretched out her hand.

And Decorah in one second.

He reacted quickly.

He raised his hand and hesitated for a moment before taking Luna's hand.

"Decora Malfoy."

From the moment they met to just now, neither of them said their names.

Even if they both know each other's names.

This is also true.

Introduce each other.

"Just call me...Decora..."

This time, Decorah spoke first.

"Decora." Luna called out Decorah's Christian name the next moment.

It seems like he's getting used to it.

But then, Decorah waited for a few seconds, but did not wait for Luna's next words.

He held Luna's hand, a little unnaturally.

Neither is it loose, nor is it not loose.

When a look of hesitation appeared on Decorah's delicate face.

Luna spoke slowly: "From now on, just call me Luna."

Nod quickly.

The moment he felt Luna's intention to withdraw her hand.

Decorah let go of his hand.

But not completely loosened either.

Holding faintly.

It wasn't until the moment Luna retracted her hand that he completely let go.

The wake-up bell has just rang.

The whole Hogwarts instantly echoed with sound.

The senior students who had washed themselves all left the dormitories in groups.

Head to the auditorium and have breakfast early.

And the students in the lower grades.

I had just been woken up and was wearing clothes bleary-eyed.

"Goodbye."

At some point, the two of them had arrived in the foyer.

It seems that he knows that Decorah is leaving now.

Luna raised her hand to say goodbye.

"See you later...Luna."

Decorah turned and left the hall, walking down the steps and around the flowerbed.

Go to the front door.

Not out the front door yet.

Decorah passed by the person.

Out of the corner of his eye he glanced at the people passing by.

He then raised his head and glanced at the Soul Eater wandering aimlessly high in the sky.

Professor McGonagall has been paying attention to Soul Eater?

Is this because he is afraid that he will let the Soul Eater sneak into the castle?

Or is it just to see if the Soul Eater has left?

Of the two, Decorah prefers the former.

After all, he once said that after the WL assessment in June is over.

Just evacuate the Soul Eater.

Professor McGonagall had no reason to see if the Soul Eater had left?

But now it seems.

The students seemed to have adapted to being guarded by Soul Eaters and not being able to go to Hogsmeade on Sundays.

Even the emotions.

It's not as strong as it was at first.

Bending down to pick up the paper thrown on the ground, Decorah only glanced at it.

Then he threw it into the trash can not far away.

Nowadays, since there are still people writing such embarrassing love letter quotes...

No wonder there is a reply written below: 'Go away'.

There are also a few shoe sole marks.

Ok.

It's really maddening and hair-splitting.

But littering is not right.

I don’t know if the person who wrote the love letter threw it away because he was heartbroken or angry because he was rejected.

But how is this different from a public execution?

So it must have been accidentally dropped.

Decorah thought about it and dusted off his hands with some disgust.

I should have known better not to pick it up.

It's great to pretend you can't see it, but it's not that much at all.

He walked out the front door and walked away slowly.