Chapter 358 Magic Village
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Yun Yin Shen
Chapter 358 Magic Village
In the last week or two of term, the school starts to put up Christmas decorations, and there is a Christmas atmosphere everywhere.
And the most surprising thing is that Professor McGonagall actually allowed Harry and McGuffin to go to Hogsmeade.
However, this made McGuffin's plan to rely on this excuse to ask the twins about the secret magical passage from Hogwarts to Hogsmeade (actually borrowing the Marauder's Map) to completely fall through.
There is still a week before the holiday, on the day of going to Hogward Village, which is Saturday morning,
McGuffin understood why Professor McGonagall let Harry slip out of the castle without Sirius being caught.
Early in the morning, the sleepy McGuffin was dragged to the restaurant by Harry.
They are going to eat something to fill their bellies.
Ron stepped back in front, and told the two of them excitedly, "Harry, MacGuffin, you'd better just drink some milk and eat a slice of bread... I'll take you to Honeydukes for a big meal, or drink some butterbeer...It's still snowing today, Hogsmeade will definitely be fun."
"Ron, be careful of bumping into people!" Hermione reminded.
"You actually said me!" Ron was a little dissatisfied. "Don't you even walk with a book now? I don't know what you are doing in Muggle studies? You don't need to take it... just look at Harry and McGuffin..."
Hermione has been holding a book of "How to Protect Your Evil Muggle Neighbors from Common Spells" while walking and reading.
"I have my own use... and it's interesting to observe Muggle life from a wizard's point of view!"
"Interesting? It's scary!
Ron looked at the book almost as thick as a palm in Hermione's hand, shuddered and continued,
"Useful? I don't know how that book will be useful to you? Your knowledge of Muggles should be much better than that nonsense author..."
"Let me see... written by Claude Mohart, that's right, another pure-blood supremacist wizard! I don't know what these nonsense books are for. It's a shame to put this kind of thing in the library..."
"Looking at Muggle life from the perspective of these pure-blood wizards, being able to know what they're thinking...it's to me...be careful Ron!" Hermione exclaimed.
Ron was very dissatisfied with Hermione's arrival at Hogward Village with a spell book, and he was completely focused on his complaints, not noticing a stout figure approaching behind him.
The two collided immediately.
"Watch out, Ron!" Harry yelled.
"Ah, sorry, sorry!"
Ron, who was walking backwards, was obviously the biggest culprit, he hastily turned around and apologized repeatedly.
Only then did he realize that the man was actually...
"Charlie! Why are you here? You're not..."
"I heard...the three fire dragons in the depths of the Forbidden Forest, are you there?"
Ron was very happy to see Charlie, but before he finished speaking, tragedy happened the next second.
"Ron Weasley!"
A shrill voice came from behind Charlie.
Ron trembled three times immediately after hearing this, and Charlie showed an expression of asking for blessings.
The dumpy Mrs. Weasley emerged from behind Charlie.
At this moment, Mrs. Weasley had a tiger-like look on her originally benevolent face, her eyes were squinted, and she showed suspicion.
——I wonder if Ron usually looks like this in school.
"Hello, Harry, dear!"
When she saw Harry, she first greeted him with a smile, and then she saw McGuffin and Hermione again.
After exchanging pleasantries, she still cast her eyes on Ron.
"Tell me, Ron Weasley! Is this how you usually behave in school?"
However, it was obvious that Mrs. Weasley had already got the answer herself. She didn't wait for Ron to answer, and continued to say in a very scary tone, "Ron, why don't you learn something better. Why are you looking for fire dragons and learn more from Percy...Look at Hermione next to you, you actually despise people who study hard..."
"mom!……"
Ron's face turned pink, and he almost shrunk his neck to avoid the eyes of the curious and snickering little wizards around him.
"Molly, it's school! Let Ron go!"
Fortunately, within a few seconds, Mr. Weasley rushed over from the long table in Gryffindor, and he quickly persuaded Mrs. Weasley to stop the tragedy.
Mrs. Weasley seemed to be aware of the surrounding little wizards who were not far or near to watch the show.
She had to let Ron go temporarily.
— This breakfast was a pain in the ass.
At least Ron and Harry thought so.
In [The Burrow], Mrs. Weasley's care really made people feel warm, but in front of hundreds of little wizards, it was not the same thing.
The Weasley family, including Hermione and Harry McGuffin, were also there. They gathered together and occupied an area on the Gryffindor table, like a family gathering.
The Weasley brothers, except for Charlie, even Percy lowered his head and wanted to finish this breakfast quickly.
After Mrs. Weasley handed Harry the steak roast over and over again.
This little wizard, who was not afraid of Voldemort, was about to poke his head into the tableware and food.
Especially after DeLS Malfoy saw this scene, he walked back and forth behind the Weasleys with a joking expression over and over again... Harry Ron and the others looked even more like confessed prisoners.
Hermione was also a little embarrassed. She put down the book 'Study Muggles', gobbled up her breakfast, and hurriedly asked in order to resolve the awkward atmosphere, "Mr. Weasley, there is still a week before the holiday...Why are you here now?"
"Well!"
"That's because the Ministry asked me to investigate the dementor riots and measure the new spell created by McGuffin to see if it has the characteristics of the unforgivable spell..."
His voice was casual, but McGuffin couldn't help noticing that Mr. Weasley's ears were red, just as Ron was now.
However, except for McGuffin, everyone was stunned by the meaning contained in Mr. Weasley's words.
Charlie Weasley looked at Mr. Weasley in disbelief, "Dad, what do you mean? What is the unforgivable curse, isn't that..."
"Charlie, shut up!"
Mrs. Weasley snapped, "This is not the time for that!"
"Arthur, you too, don't look at the occasion, can you say this in front of the little wizard?"
After speaking, Mrs. Weasley's tone eased, and she began to speak in a relaxed and lively tone, "However, to be honest, Cornelius Fudge finally saw your father's capable side, and handed over this job to him. It seems that he is going to be promoted."
Mr. Weasley blushed even more, and he almost poked his head into the dinner plate.
"Is it true? Dad." Percy raised his head and said, he sounded more looking forward to it than Mr. Weasley, "That's really not the scope of your work. It seems that the Minister of Magic really takes you seriously."
After breakfast, the twin brothers took Mr. Weasley to ask about the investigation of Dementors and McGuffins, especially the rumor of the Unforgivable Curse... They were really curious about the matter just mentioned.
However, she was driven back to the dormitory by the somewhat angry Mrs. Weasley.
"You two go back and pack up, and prepare to go to Hogsmeade... We will go together." Mr. Weasley pretended to be very relaxed and said it casually.
"What did you clean up?!"
"What, you want to..." the twins exclaimed.
Ron looked pained, - a trip to Hogsmeade accompanied by his parents!
--ah!I knew I wouldn't apply.
"That's right! Didn't you say that? Your father came here early for something. He's going to the Three Broomsticks to have a drink with Goodman, Cornelius Fudge, and Professor Dumbledore." Mrs. Weasley said.
"What, Minister for Magic, is he coming too?"
Percy was overjoyed to hear that. "Wait for me, I'll go too..."
"Percy, didn't you say you were going to prepare for an interview with the Ministry of Magic?" George asked in 'surprise'.
"You didn't submit an application to go to the Magic Village...as I recall," Fred pointed out.
Percy fiddled with the student representative badge with his finger, muttering, "I'm the student representative, I can go anywhere I want!"
After the chaos, McGuffin walked out of the castle with the Weasleys, Hermione, and Harry wearing a sweater, cloak, and scarf.
Snowflakes fell slowly from the sky one by one, and the surroundings were very quiet.
There were only creaking and creaking sounds from under the feet of a group of people, and the roaring and roaring of one or two fire dragons in the distance.
……
They followed the group of people along the path by the lake to Hogwarts Station, and then slowly walked along the railroad tracks to the road leading to Hogsmeade Wizarding Village.
Percy kept explaining in front of them that the young wizards had originally traveled to Hogward in thestral carriages, but due to the confusion and the fact that the fire dragon could not see through invisibility like a dementor and looked for Sirius, so this time the professor had to accompany the young wizards on foot.
In fact, it is not far, just a little more than half an hour away.
However, Ron said privately that it always felt like the road was magically cast and could move on its own. As they walked, the scenery on the roadside seemed to be retreating automatically.
After Percy mentioned the dementors, Charlie interjected and asked, "Dad, what's the matter with the dementors? I heard a few days ago that the Aurors in the Ministry of Magic are going to besiege most of the dementors in Edinburgh! My colleagues and I are guarding the fire dragons in the depths of the Forbidden Forest... As you know, the owls don't want to approach it at all, and they don't receive a few newspapers and letters."
"Well, the Ministry of Magic has begun to reach an agreement with a large number of dementors to return them to Azkaban...not to be stationed at Hogwarts."
"Of course some dementors don't agree. They indulge in the joyful mood provided by the Hogwarts students. They intend to rebel against the orders of the Ministry of Magic. They start attacking Muggles and multiply... It's just a nightmare, and it's very chaotic."
"So now some dementors have been directly destroyed in situ, and the magic of McGuffin has played a big role. However, it has also exposed many problems. The various departments of St. Mungo's Magical Hospital are full of Aurors who have been affected by the magic spell. Moreover, the remnants of the destroyed dementors have also caused a series of weird curses to the local Muggle society, attracting dark creatures, ghosts, and ogres to gather. In short, it is very troublesome."
"But at least... thanks to the Big Four! There was no war between wizards and dementors."
"Merlin bless! The British Magic Headquarters can no longer make a fool of itself internationally!"
The snow was getting heavier and heavier, and Mr. Weasley couldn't draw out his wand, so he summoned another wizard hat that must be thicker and pointed, so as to cover his bald, red head from the cold.
"I knew that arithmetic divination and divination are not reliable! Such a heavy snow shouldn't allow the little wizard to go to Hogward today, and it's still on foot!"
Professor McGonagall's distraught voice came from the front. The blizzard completely obscured the sight of the little wizards. With just a few steps away, McGuffin and the others couldn't see the professors at all.
"All of you pull your companions closer and follow us closely! Don't deviate from the direction!" Professor Flitwick's squeaky voice came from it.
The snow suddenly became abnormally large.
The heavy snow fell on their faces, so that they could only see the tall black pointed hats of the professors, or the black cloaks that were not completely covered by the snow.
But soon, in the white snow dance, the tip of the hat was also covered and disappeared.
Everyone was shivering from the cold. They lowered their heads, lowered their hats, and stepped forward step by step to resist the wind and snow.
The short distance made McGuffin Harry think that the hat and scarf were frozen on his face.
When McGuffin felt that he could no longer walk, Mr. Weasley in front stopped still.
"Here it is!" he yelled through the scarf.
"This is... Hogsmeade village!"
"Harry, McGuffin heard that you haven't been here yet, so take a good look!"
Mrs. Weasley pulled them aside and stood aside.
Just like the description in the book: Hogsmeade Wizarding Village - it's like a Christmas card, or an illustration in a fairy tale book.
A magical street looms in the blizzard, flickering with fire.
Most of the houses here look the same, they are wooden thatched houses with double-layer structure.
The triangular spire houses are covered with a layer of creamy and crunchy snow.
Perhaps because of the festival, magic candles are hung on the tree in strings, twinkling... At the gate of the magical village of Hogsmeade, this Christmas tree looks the largest and most gorgeous, as tall as a two-story building, and there is a six-petal snowflake-shaped ice crystal shining on the top.
There are wreaths made of holly on the doors of every house. Although the storefronts and the wizard’s house look similar in decoration, the boundaries are very clear. Apart from the different distribution locations, and the shops always have window display products and various eye-catching signs, the biggest difference is that most of the wizard’s houses are piled up with big snowmen outside the doors.
Most of the snowmen are naive, and all of them have unusually developed and strong muscles.
It's like the "little Nezha" combined by Dashi Johnson, Stallone and Schwarzenegger.
That way it was obviously casted to defend the house and prevent those lawless little wizards from approaching.
Just like now, that unlucky Neville accidentally slipped and fell to the door of someone else's house.
The snowman, like a bodybuilder, pulled his big carrot nose off, revealing a black hole, and then sprayed out palm-sized snowballs from it, hitting the poor little guy's buttocks and rolling away from there.
Goyle and Crabbe, the two idiots, wanted to get close to each other, but they were turned into Terminator snowmen, kicked and fell into the snowdrift, with their buttocks upside down.
However, the snowman is obviously not the protagonist of some kind of horror movie. After leaving the house for a certain range, it will return to the original point, plug in the 'red nose', and wait for the next unlucky guy to break in.
"Okay, let's go to the Three Broomsticks, and I'll give you a glass of butterbeer to warm you up...but be careful not to drink too much, a small glass for each of you!"
Mr. Weasley waved his wand, and after completely sweeping away the snow from a group of people, he shook his hat and said happily.
(End of this chapter)
In the last week or two of term, the school starts to put up Christmas decorations, and there is a Christmas atmosphere everywhere.
And the most surprising thing is that Professor McGonagall actually allowed Harry and McGuffin to go to Hogsmeade.
However, this made McGuffin's plan to rely on this excuse to ask the twins about the secret magical passage from Hogwarts to Hogsmeade (actually borrowing the Marauder's Map) to completely fall through.
There is still a week before the holiday, on the day of going to Hogward Village, which is Saturday morning,
McGuffin understood why Professor McGonagall let Harry slip out of the castle without Sirius being caught.
Early in the morning, the sleepy McGuffin was dragged to the restaurant by Harry.
They are going to eat something to fill their bellies.
Ron stepped back in front, and told the two of them excitedly, "Harry, MacGuffin, you'd better just drink some milk and eat a slice of bread... I'll take you to Honeydukes for a big meal, or drink some butterbeer...It's still snowing today, Hogsmeade will definitely be fun."
"Ron, be careful of bumping into people!" Hermione reminded.
"You actually said me!" Ron was a little dissatisfied. "Don't you even walk with a book now? I don't know what you are doing in Muggle studies? You don't need to take it... just look at Harry and McGuffin..."
Hermione has been holding a book of "How to Protect Your Evil Muggle Neighbors from Common Spells" while walking and reading.
"I have my own use... and it's interesting to observe Muggle life from a wizard's point of view!"
"Interesting? It's scary!
Ron looked at the book almost as thick as a palm in Hermione's hand, shuddered and continued,
"Useful? I don't know how that book will be useful to you? Your knowledge of Muggles should be much better than that nonsense author..."
"Let me see... written by Claude Mohart, that's right, another pure-blood supremacist wizard! I don't know what these nonsense books are for. It's a shame to put this kind of thing in the library..."
"Looking at Muggle life from the perspective of these pure-blood wizards, being able to know what they're thinking...it's to me...be careful Ron!" Hermione exclaimed.
Ron was very dissatisfied with Hermione's arrival at Hogward Village with a spell book, and he was completely focused on his complaints, not noticing a stout figure approaching behind him.
The two collided immediately.
"Watch out, Ron!" Harry yelled.
"Ah, sorry, sorry!"
Ron, who was walking backwards, was obviously the biggest culprit, he hastily turned around and apologized repeatedly.
Only then did he realize that the man was actually...
"Charlie! Why are you here? You're not..."
"I heard...the three fire dragons in the depths of the Forbidden Forest, are you there?"
Ron was very happy to see Charlie, but before he finished speaking, tragedy happened the next second.
"Ron Weasley!"
A shrill voice came from behind Charlie.
Ron trembled three times immediately after hearing this, and Charlie showed an expression of asking for blessings.
The dumpy Mrs. Weasley emerged from behind Charlie.
At this moment, Mrs. Weasley had a tiger-like look on her originally benevolent face, her eyes were squinted, and she showed suspicion.
——I wonder if Ron usually looks like this in school.
"Hello, Harry, dear!"
When she saw Harry, she first greeted him with a smile, and then she saw McGuffin and Hermione again.
After exchanging pleasantries, she still cast her eyes on Ron.
"Tell me, Ron Weasley! Is this how you usually behave in school?"
However, it was obvious that Mrs. Weasley had already got the answer herself. She didn't wait for Ron to answer, and continued to say in a very scary tone, "Ron, why don't you learn something better. Why are you looking for fire dragons and learn more from Percy...Look at Hermione next to you, you actually despise people who study hard..."
"mom!……"
Ron's face turned pink, and he almost shrunk his neck to avoid the eyes of the curious and snickering little wizards around him.
"Molly, it's school! Let Ron go!"
Fortunately, within a few seconds, Mr. Weasley rushed over from the long table in Gryffindor, and he quickly persuaded Mrs. Weasley to stop the tragedy.
Mrs. Weasley seemed to be aware of the surrounding little wizards who were not far or near to watch the show.
She had to let Ron go temporarily.
— This breakfast was a pain in the ass.
At least Ron and Harry thought so.
In [The Burrow], Mrs. Weasley's care really made people feel warm, but in front of hundreds of little wizards, it was not the same thing.
The Weasley family, including Hermione and Harry McGuffin, were also there. They gathered together and occupied an area on the Gryffindor table, like a family gathering.
The Weasley brothers, except for Charlie, even Percy lowered his head and wanted to finish this breakfast quickly.
After Mrs. Weasley handed Harry the steak roast over and over again.
This little wizard, who was not afraid of Voldemort, was about to poke his head into the tableware and food.
Especially after DeLS Malfoy saw this scene, he walked back and forth behind the Weasleys with a joking expression over and over again... Harry Ron and the others looked even more like confessed prisoners.
Hermione was also a little embarrassed. She put down the book 'Study Muggles', gobbled up her breakfast, and hurriedly asked in order to resolve the awkward atmosphere, "Mr. Weasley, there is still a week before the holiday...Why are you here now?"
"Well!"
"That's because the Ministry asked me to investigate the dementor riots and measure the new spell created by McGuffin to see if it has the characteristics of the unforgivable spell..."
His voice was casual, but McGuffin couldn't help noticing that Mr. Weasley's ears were red, just as Ron was now.
However, except for McGuffin, everyone was stunned by the meaning contained in Mr. Weasley's words.
Charlie Weasley looked at Mr. Weasley in disbelief, "Dad, what do you mean? What is the unforgivable curse, isn't that..."
"Charlie, shut up!"
Mrs. Weasley snapped, "This is not the time for that!"
"Arthur, you too, don't look at the occasion, can you say this in front of the little wizard?"
After speaking, Mrs. Weasley's tone eased, and she began to speak in a relaxed and lively tone, "However, to be honest, Cornelius Fudge finally saw your father's capable side, and handed over this job to him. It seems that he is going to be promoted."
Mr. Weasley blushed even more, and he almost poked his head into the dinner plate.
"Is it true? Dad." Percy raised his head and said, he sounded more looking forward to it than Mr. Weasley, "That's really not the scope of your work. It seems that the Minister of Magic really takes you seriously."
After breakfast, the twin brothers took Mr. Weasley to ask about the investigation of Dementors and McGuffins, especially the rumor of the Unforgivable Curse... They were really curious about the matter just mentioned.
However, she was driven back to the dormitory by the somewhat angry Mrs. Weasley.
"You two go back and pack up, and prepare to go to Hogsmeade... We will go together." Mr. Weasley pretended to be very relaxed and said it casually.
"What did you clean up?!"
"What, you want to..." the twins exclaimed.
Ron looked pained, - a trip to Hogsmeade accompanied by his parents!
--ah!I knew I wouldn't apply.
"That's right! Didn't you say that? Your father came here early for something. He's going to the Three Broomsticks to have a drink with Goodman, Cornelius Fudge, and Professor Dumbledore." Mrs. Weasley said.
"What, Minister for Magic, is he coming too?"
Percy was overjoyed to hear that. "Wait for me, I'll go too..."
"Percy, didn't you say you were going to prepare for an interview with the Ministry of Magic?" George asked in 'surprise'.
"You didn't submit an application to go to the Magic Village...as I recall," Fred pointed out.
Percy fiddled with the student representative badge with his finger, muttering, "I'm the student representative, I can go anywhere I want!"
After the chaos, McGuffin walked out of the castle with the Weasleys, Hermione, and Harry wearing a sweater, cloak, and scarf.
Snowflakes fell slowly from the sky one by one, and the surroundings were very quiet.
There were only creaking and creaking sounds from under the feet of a group of people, and the roaring and roaring of one or two fire dragons in the distance.
……
They followed the group of people along the path by the lake to Hogwarts Station, and then slowly walked along the railroad tracks to the road leading to Hogsmeade Wizarding Village.
Percy kept explaining in front of them that the young wizards had originally traveled to Hogward in thestral carriages, but due to the confusion and the fact that the fire dragon could not see through invisibility like a dementor and looked for Sirius, so this time the professor had to accompany the young wizards on foot.
In fact, it is not far, just a little more than half an hour away.
However, Ron said privately that it always felt like the road was magically cast and could move on its own. As they walked, the scenery on the roadside seemed to be retreating automatically.
After Percy mentioned the dementors, Charlie interjected and asked, "Dad, what's the matter with the dementors? I heard a few days ago that the Aurors in the Ministry of Magic are going to besiege most of the dementors in Edinburgh! My colleagues and I are guarding the fire dragons in the depths of the Forbidden Forest... As you know, the owls don't want to approach it at all, and they don't receive a few newspapers and letters."
"Well, the Ministry of Magic has begun to reach an agreement with a large number of dementors to return them to Azkaban...not to be stationed at Hogwarts."
"Of course some dementors don't agree. They indulge in the joyful mood provided by the Hogwarts students. They intend to rebel against the orders of the Ministry of Magic. They start attacking Muggles and multiply... It's just a nightmare, and it's very chaotic."
"So now some dementors have been directly destroyed in situ, and the magic of McGuffin has played a big role. However, it has also exposed many problems. The various departments of St. Mungo's Magical Hospital are full of Aurors who have been affected by the magic spell. Moreover, the remnants of the destroyed dementors have also caused a series of weird curses to the local Muggle society, attracting dark creatures, ghosts, and ogres to gather. In short, it is very troublesome."
"But at least... thanks to the Big Four! There was no war between wizards and dementors."
"Merlin bless! The British Magic Headquarters can no longer make a fool of itself internationally!"
The snow was getting heavier and heavier, and Mr. Weasley couldn't draw out his wand, so he summoned another wizard hat that must be thicker and pointed, so as to cover his bald, red head from the cold.
"I knew that arithmetic divination and divination are not reliable! Such a heavy snow shouldn't allow the little wizard to go to Hogward today, and it's still on foot!"
Professor McGonagall's distraught voice came from the front. The blizzard completely obscured the sight of the little wizards. With just a few steps away, McGuffin and the others couldn't see the professors at all.
"All of you pull your companions closer and follow us closely! Don't deviate from the direction!" Professor Flitwick's squeaky voice came from it.
The snow suddenly became abnormally large.
The heavy snow fell on their faces, so that they could only see the tall black pointed hats of the professors, or the black cloaks that were not completely covered by the snow.
But soon, in the white snow dance, the tip of the hat was also covered and disappeared.
Everyone was shivering from the cold. They lowered their heads, lowered their hats, and stepped forward step by step to resist the wind and snow.
The short distance made McGuffin Harry think that the hat and scarf were frozen on his face.
When McGuffin felt that he could no longer walk, Mr. Weasley in front stopped still.
"Here it is!" he yelled through the scarf.
"This is... Hogsmeade village!"
"Harry, McGuffin heard that you haven't been here yet, so take a good look!"
Mrs. Weasley pulled them aside and stood aside.
Just like the description in the book: Hogsmeade Wizarding Village - it's like a Christmas card, or an illustration in a fairy tale book.
A magical street looms in the blizzard, flickering with fire.
Most of the houses here look the same, they are wooden thatched houses with double-layer structure.
The triangular spire houses are covered with a layer of creamy and crunchy snow.
Perhaps because of the festival, magic candles are hung on the tree in strings, twinkling... At the gate of the magical village of Hogsmeade, this Christmas tree looks the largest and most gorgeous, as tall as a two-story building, and there is a six-petal snowflake-shaped ice crystal shining on the top.
There are wreaths made of holly on the doors of every house. Although the storefronts and the wizard’s house look similar in decoration, the boundaries are very clear. Apart from the different distribution locations, and the shops always have window display products and various eye-catching signs, the biggest difference is that most of the wizard’s houses are piled up with big snowmen outside the doors.
Most of the snowmen are naive, and all of them have unusually developed and strong muscles.
It's like the "little Nezha" combined by Dashi Johnson, Stallone and Schwarzenegger.
That way it was obviously casted to defend the house and prevent those lawless little wizards from approaching.
Just like now, that unlucky Neville accidentally slipped and fell to the door of someone else's house.
The snowman, like a bodybuilder, pulled his big carrot nose off, revealing a black hole, and then sprayed out palm-sized snowballs from it, hitting the poor little guy's buttocks and rolling away from there.
Goyle and Crabbe, the two idiots, wanted to get close to each other, but they were turned into Terminator snowmen, kicked and fell into the snowdrift, with their buttocks upside down.
However, the snowman is obviously not the protagonist of some kind of horror movie. After leaving the house for a certain range, it will return to the original point, plug in the 'red nose', and wait for the next unlucky guy to break in.
"Okay, let's go to the Three Broomsticks, and I'll give you a glass of butterbeer to warm you up...but be careful not to drink too much, a small glass for each of you!"
Mr. Weasley waved his wand, and after completely sweeping away the snow from a group of people, he shook his hat and said happily.
(End of this chapter)
