Every young wizard in Slytherin House had their own seat—a spot they had subconsciously filtered out and found to be the most suitable for themselves.
Even adult wizards who had long since graduated would observe this unwritten rule at the Slytherin long table, gauging their standing among the crowd and finding the place where they belonged.
This time, Wenxiu Lord did not head toward the second-year prefect's seat where he usually sat. It was simply too crowded and chaotic; even with Slytherin's relatively small student body, the table currently looked packed shoulder to shoulder.
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