The Grey Wizard of Hogwarts

It's late at night.

When Anton pushed open the door of the Slytherin lounge, he saw Draco sitting alone on the sofa by the fireplace, staring at the flames inside.

Anton thought for a while and sat down on another sofa.

Oh, don't say, sitting on the sofa beside the flames in winter is simply a kind of enjoyment.

"As long as there are winners and losers in the game, and there is a winner, there is a loser. It's no big deal."

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