There were few interesting people left for Gogol to bother. Those in his grade, the fifth year, were accustomed to his antics and no longer entertained him. And much to his dismay, many Ravenclaws despised his theatric nature, despite them being in the same house!

How rude, did they not understand that it was not only the house of intelligence but creativity? Maybe it was the hexes he placed on them as a joke. Oh well, there's no way to tell!

Nikolai slid the door to a cabin open, right in the last train cart. "Ohoho, occupied I see." He entered with no regard for the other wizard, tossing his luggage into the overhead bin.

Every other student his age knew better than to allow him to sit with them during the trip to Hogwarts. So this was already off to a spectacular start!

"I bet you're new." He grinned, leaning forward to inspect their face closely. "Pop quiz! How did I figure that out?" Nikolai twirled, a full circle so he could face them once again.

"Would you like a hint? Or perhaps it would be easier if I made it multiple choice..." He hummed, deep in thought.