HP: Slytherin disguise

Malfoy Manor.

With a loud 'bang' sound.

Decorah jumped aside quickly.

Looking at the broken vase on the ground, he pursed his lips with some toothache.

"Honey, are you all right?"

He tried to make a sound.

But didn't get any reply.

Finally, Decorah walked in.

The sight was a mess.

The ground was covered with broken pieces of porcelain and puddles of water.

The poor carpet did not escape the fate of being scratched.

He raised his hand and scratched his head.

Decorah was a little wary.

or…

Leave quickly?

Turning around quickly, Decorah didn't have time to go out.

Then he quickly stepped back with his hands slightly raised.

"Um, are you okay?"

"If nothing happens, can I leave?"

"if you can…"

In front, blocking the way was Bella.

At this moment, her slightly curly long hair was spread out, covering half of her face.

The only eye that was exposed was completely dark.

Although 'somewhat' scary.

But she is her aunt after all.

Decorah wouldn't be that scared.

of course.

The premise is that you have to ignore, dear aunt, the wand that is tightly held in your hand...

The smile on his face has not yet bloomed.

Bella then waved her wand.

That strength, that ferocity.

I wish I could kill Decorah.

A green light streaked across his cheek.

He directly punched a hole in the wall far behind him.

Decorah looked at the cracked wall in disbelief, then turned back to Bella.

Avada Kedavra? !

Decorah didn't wait for further shock.

Bella smacked him in the face with her wand.

There was a 'pop' sound.

It hurts just to hear it.

"Where were you yesterday?!"

Bella raised her hand and grasped Decorah's collar hard.

Her eyes were faintly red.

"I went to Hogwarts, then had a dinner, went to the Forbidden Forest with my classmates to see the Thestrals, slept in the Forbidden Forest all night, and went to the school infirmary in the morning, drank a potion and came back."

Decorah didn't know why Bella was so stressed.

But thinking about it, this seems normal.

Whenever Bella was normal, he felt abnormal.

Bella stared at Decorah.

Don't know what I'm looking at.

At last.

She slowly let go of her hand.

"The master is calling us."

"Let's go."

Bella just suddenly returned to her usual self.

At the same time, he patted Decorah's cheek with his hand.

Looking at Bella's back walking out.

Decorah raised her hands to cover her face, her expression changing again and again.

and so…

What's going on here?

One moment he would attack him with a life-killing curse, and another moment he would slap him in the face.

After a while, he asked him where he went yesterday.

After staring for a while, they said that Voldemort was summoning them.

then…

And then left?

Normal?

Just give him a pat on the face?

"what?!"

There was a sharp crack, and Decorah looked around and almost went crazy.

But what does this have to do with his family?

Just smash it.

Why are the stairs leading upstairs removed? ! ! !

Decorah thought.

The speed with which he could change his face was like little Doyle's in front of Bella.

By contrast.

It’s clear who wins and who loses!

Even if he is crazy, he will not vent his anger on the things around him...

"Little Dragon Dragon~"

Bella's call came from outside.

Decorah rubbed his face with a painful expression and walked out.

My home was robbed...

I shouldn't have run away yesterday.

How can you suffer this?

Faced with Bella, who changed her face very quickly and smiled inexplicably for a while.

Decorah was angry and helpless.

He simply ignored Bella.

Disapparate directly and leave.

With the wand pressed against her temple, Bella tilted her head and stood there.

"Xiao Longlong seems to be angry?"

Riddle House.

Another place where Decorah suffered.

if it is possible.

He would rather stay at Hogwarts.

Someone let me go upstairs.

Decorah felt a dull pain in his face.

Wait until later.

Must be slapped back...

There is another one that must be kicked back.

Are you really using him as a doormat?

With resentment.

Deco pulled up to the third floor.

He made eye contact with Voldemort.

The silent air is even more silent.

Empty third floor.

No one is waiting...

and so…

What about the other Death Eaters?

Didn't Bella say that Voldemort was summoning them?

It's impossible to summon just the two of them, right?

There is...

Where is Bella? !

He blinked his gray-blue eyes.

Decorah turned and looked downstairs.

There was no movement or figure.

Logically speaking, Bella should have arrived...

Suddenly.

Decorah thought about the unknown smile on Bella's face when she went out.

Are you kidding yourself?

Why lie to yourself?

Bella had no reason to lie to him...

The brain was spinning rapidly, and Decorah was doubting the end of his life.

Then he turned his head again.

A smile instantly appeared on her delicate little face.

He looked at Voldemort and said, "Why are you here, Master."

"coincidence!"

"I just came to take a look...well, the scenery is nice..."

took a step back.

Decorah jumped up and prepared to run.

next second.

A huge force directly pulled him to the ground.

The back of his head hit the cold ground, and Decorah hissed in pain.

Nagini slid across the ground and stretched her head to look at Decorah.

It seemed that he had noticed something.

It slid open slowly.

The black robe dragged across the ground.

Voldemort looked down at Decorah with a dark and unclear expression on his face.

But one thing is certain.

The wand in his hand was real.

Staring at the wand in Voldemort's hand, Decorah moved aside.

I'm afraid that the wand will emit green light.

A Cruciatus Curse or a Death Curse pops up randomly.

It's not fun.

and so:

Cherish life and stay away from the magic wand!

"Master, actually I want to tell you the current situation of Hogwarts!"

Decorah tried to struggle.

But to no avail.

Because Voldemort didn't believe him at all, even his eyes and expressions didn't change.

It seems like the next second.

Will give him the Avada Kedavra.

Voldemort didn't believe it.

Decorah quickly changed strategy.

He sat up straight and hugged Voldemort's thighs.

Holding back the pain, he said: "Actually, I miss you, Master!"

"Since I last left."

“I can’t see your…holy…holy face…”

"So I planned to come to see you secretly, but I didn't expect you to find me."

Decorah was afraid that her expression would reveal her true thoughts.

He didn't dare to look up at Voldemort.

He really buried his head in talking nonsense.

Voldemort's expression twitched, as if he was thinking about something.

But finally.

Still no sound.

"Well, I didn't expect you to know everything, Master!"

"I do 'like' you!"

"Because in my mind, you are the greatest wizard!"

“You are a light that lights the path of my life.”

"I can't restrain my admiration and 'love' for you."

"So I just want to watch you silently..."

"Master, you will definitely forgive me, right?"

To the end.

Decorah is back to business, in a bunch of nonsense.

That last sentence was his true purpose.

Although I don’t know why I came alone.

but no matter.

Don't let Voldemort think that he is here to inquire about the enemy and observe their movements.

Bella, who had been cut to pieces, dared to lie to him.

In the end, I came alone...

It’s so abominable, so heart-wrenching!

Just after Decorah finished speaking his heartfelt words, he realized something was wrong.

seem…

There are more than a dozen pairs of eyes!

Looking at him!

Slowly tilt your head.

Decorah looked towards the stairs...