At the moment, there is nothing worth saying about Krishna, but if he actually stops being so boring there might be, and then he might actually write in the first person too.
In the meantime, here's his college profile:
Krishna picked up the envelope. In his whole life, no one had ever written to him. Yet here was a letter addressed to him at the Bedroom Above The Stairs, Privet Drive, Marlborough. It read 'We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted to Imperial School of Wizardry & Witchcraft. Term begins on October 1st.'
Duly he took the train to Imperial, and was just in time for the Sorting Ceremony presided over by Professor Caldwell. As he put on the Hat, he wondered... did he belong to the rugger/hockey crew, the music/drama societies, the Asian innit crowd, or the misfits. Happily he was easily sorted into the latter.
First year was spent solving the mysteries of life and the universe with the Stoned Philosophers of Weeks Hall of Residence. In second year, he was allowed into the hitherto unknown Chamber of Secrets on the 14th floor of CX hospital, and managed to escape alive from the dissection room corpses and Firth, their caretaker. During third year, Krishna became a Prisoner of Acton spending seven weeks at Central Middlesex Hospital hiding from the assorted drunks before being allowed to work at St Mungo's of Paddington. Fourth year meant living with Russians in International Hall, and partaking in their penchant for celebrating obscure Soviet anniversaries by drinking from the Goblet of Fire - aka the tumbler of vodka. In fifth year, Krishna graduated with a BSc, but much more importantly he was newly selected for the prestigious Order of the Phoenix, known in some circles as the Associateship of ICSM. Now he looks forward to meeting the realm's Half-blood prince, but unfortunately has been unable to so far, in spite of dressing up as Hitler or claiming to be able to supply weed.