ok i will try to paint you a word picture
i was on a train going somewhere south with someone i knew well and the train was larger than it should be, not like it would seem for a child in a space where everything is adult-sized but like a space made for non-humans would be for a regular-sized adult. the doors were too wide, everything was rectangular, walls joined together at unnatural angles, door handles were not in places where you’d expect them to be and so on. everything was thunderstorm clouds-grey, made of some soft metal that felt warm and grainy to the touch despite not looking grainy. we entered the train in the morning, by mistake, on a regular human-sized train station and the conductor (whom i don’t remember at all) gave us blankets (old soviet army ones, mine was green) and showed us our compartment. i don’t remember what happened next because i had this dream years ago but it involved some gorey scenes (murder? war? who knows) and literal rivers of dark gleaming gold.. coins i think moving treackle-like down some hill and me having to jump out of the moving train and the feeling of betrayal
Do you think there may be wizarding schools in other european countries, like italy (yep, totally random, not my country at all °w° )?