【Zhou Jia】self-punisher.

"Of course, it's impossible for that kind of Muggle to enter Slytherin..." The train passed through the tunnel filled with cold wind, and the temperature suddenly dropped as if it had entered the esophagus of a giant snake.The light leaking in from between the stained latticed glass is mottled like coffee bean residues that have been penetrated through the filter, and there is a rotten smell.The narrow space was packed like sardines with suitcases of different sizes. Students of different grades were mostly dressed in summer clothes that are fashionable in London. When the train arrived at the station, there were not many opportunities to wear casual clothes.This made the white-haired boy, who was trying to squeeze his way out of the crowd, look even more out of place.