Mattheo walked through the corridors of Hogwarts entering the library, at this time there were very few students.

Huffing, he sat in a chair, lighting a cigarette, bringing it to his lips.

He smoked quietly until he noticed that little witch who was chasing him.

— little witch, don't you know that it is in bad taste to follow people —

Matthew hissed, putting his feet up on the reading table.