"Normal muggles? ... They're all filth anyhow," he snickered a little, crossing his arms. He thought a moment and then glanced around again, so, he was in the future - which was a pretty large leap from his own time. He noticed a few cars go driving past, and he rose a brow at them, they did certainly look a lot more improved, and so did the buildings. Everything was just a bit more... metallic.
"Hm... whether I'm in Britain or not, this place could use some cleansing as well," he scowled at the passing muggles - they all deserved death, he thought, he hadn't really known a real person that had been nice to him.