Whether or not that the Hufflepuff had been rude by shoving the two fifth years away to get through was none of his concern. He walked to a station and unceremoniously dropped his bag next to it. There were only books inside anyway and who cared about books?

Minjae looked to his side to see Claudine standing next to him. Perhaps it was due to recent events but he had noticed that she had not called him ‘rich boy’ in a long time. ”Hey” he greeted, looking away from her and inside of the cauldron.

Another lesson bashing the art of anything muggle related. He wasn’t even paying attention to what the Professor was saying nor to the clips of acting playing. He looked like he wasn’t even present, lost in his own thoughts.

He did get glimpses of what was being said though and he also caught the end of the first question. It didn’t take a genius to figure out what kind of question she had asked though and after some careful ‘thinking’ which was more zoning out realy Minjae raised his hand. ”Albus Dumbledore” he said. Because wasn’t he the one who defeated Grindelwald? The same person these neo-alliance idiots were so obsessed over? or at least his goal? Yeah it would be cool to transform in to him and pretend to feel powerful for a change instead of the hopeless mess he was right now. ”Because he had long silver hair and beard and who doesn’t want that” he lied.