Hogwarts: Atypical Slytherin

Time is always running out when you realize his existence - this semester is coming to an end again.

As Christmas approached, very heavy snow began to fall near the school, covering the entire castle. It seemed that there was such a heavy snowfall last year, but at that time Clowney hid indoors and never came out - it was too cold.

But this year was different. After she mastered the Warming Charm, she began to spread the spell like a hoarding hamster like a hamster with a hoarding habit. She placed the Warming Charm on every piece of clothing for a long time.

"You are wasting your magic power!" Fred angrily tugged on her thick coat, "How can you experience winter without feeling the coldness of snowfall!"

Then he stuffed a cold snowball into her back collar.

"Ahhhhhh!" Clooney jumped to his feet. The snow water quickly slid in along the collar and flowed coldly on his back. Clooney quickly cast a drying spell on himself.

"You! Too! Too much!" Crowney opened his mouth and looked like he wanted to eat people. "Feel my anger! You hateful troublemaker Fred!"

She gathered all the surrounding snow into a huge snowball, and then the huge snowball continued to roll towards Fred on the ground - making it bigger and bigger.

"PAIN PAIN PAIN!" cried the Croni monster, "'Lame Demon' will let you feel what real pain is now!"

"Hey! How can you use magic!" Fred screamed, "This is a foul!"

"Slytherin never follows the rules!" Claudine moved out the big flag of the college, leaned on George and directed the huge snowball to chase Fred in the open space. The two of them began to laugh at Fred, who couldn't outrun a heavy snowball. Another huge snowball.

"With all due respect, bro-" George snickered, "You deserve it!"

He didn't even think it was a big deal and mixed something into the snowball. The huge snowball looked more sticky. As the snowball continued to get closer, a piece of Fred's clothes touched the edge of the snowball. , and was immediately pulled into the snowball.

"George! You actually used our things against me!" Fred's muffled voice came from the snow globe in the distance, "Wait until I come out! I want you to look good!"

"HELP ME!" he yelled in frustration, "I can't get out on my own!"

"You lied!" George responded loudly, "You can't lie to us! Don't even think about it! Fred!"

Then an angry figure burst out of the snowball, and the big snowball split from the middle. Fred now looked like a snow monster: snow-white snow surrounded him, only two eyes and a mouth were exposed. He could only gasp for air with his mouth wide open, and his whole body was covered with extremely thick snow.

"Winter experience!" Clooney laughed and rolled on the snow. "How do you feel, Fred! Do you feel like you have become winter! Hahahahahahahahahahaha!"

The angry Fred was like a bull that had seen a red cloak. He moved clumsily and quickly on the snow, like a boil that couldn't close its legs.

"You - you - are - all - dead!" He roared angrily while moving, but soon, the snow under his feet became so heavy that he could not move. He stood not far away. Place gasped hard.

"Are you a chimney? Fred?" George also laughed loudly, with circles of white mist protruding from his mouth, "Hahahahahaha!"

"Okay, okay! I admit defeat!" Fred raised his hands with difficulty, as if begging for mercy. "I admit defeat! I admit my mistake! Come and help me!!"

"Okay?" Cloney turned his attention to George suspiciously, and George looked over suspiciously, "Should we believe him?"

"P-please-!" Fred sounded like he was about to erupt. "Hurry up--!"

"Okay, okay!" George helplessly threw something on Fred's body, and the snow on his body fell off, and he soon turned back into a normal boy.

"I'm shaking from the cold!" Fred chatted his teeth exaggeratedly as he walked over, "You guys are too cruel!"

Clooney rolled his eyes at him, cast a drying charm and a warming charm on him, and then put the wand back into his pocket: "I told you!"

"I'm a liar!" After approaching the two of them, Fred suddenly shouted and then rushed forward, "Let's die together, devils!"

"I knew it!" George shouted, "I knew it!"

"Weasley will never admit defeat!" Fred threw the two men to the ground viciously, and then used an invention that Clooney had never seen before. The three of them fought in a ball on the snow, Fred and George was throwing all kinds of props at each other like crazy.

Things ended up with the three of them becoming the brightest snowman statues in Hogwarts - in different shapes. A Ravenclaw girl led her Hufflepuff boyfriend and curiously wanted to come over to study these snowmen. Fred and George suddenly widened their eyes, startling them, and they even shouted. The strange beast-like screams frightened the two innocent lovers and fled the place.

"It's better now." Clooney hid in the snow speechlessly, "You scared away the only person who could save us."

"It's nothing." Fred wasn't cold at all this time. He felt it was so much fun now. "There must be another person."

George grinned: "I didn't expect it, Fred, I had already cast a warmth charm!"

"Damn it!" Fred shouted from the air, "Damn it!"

"Your plan is useless!"

So they started to quarrel.

Then Dean of Hufflepuff passed by, and Fred and George called him over with loud shouts: "Help us! Kind young man!"

They are like sirens tempting sailors: "Just help us brush the snow off of us!"

The kind-hearted Dean listened to the temptation of the Weasley Siren, thinking that he was really here to save them from suffering, but he was held down by the vengeful twins and became a member of the Stiff Snowman.

"Today is Snowman Day!" they cheered.

The kind-hearted Dean was also assimilated by them, and they began to loudly attract all passing classmates.

"Help! Help honey!" they shouted.

"Ah! Daniel! Dear Daniel!" Dean shouted.

"Ah! ah! dear Cadwallader!" cried Daniel.

"Ah! dear Baine!" Cadwallader whispered, "can you come here?"

By the time Professor McGonagall arrived after receiving the report, the courtyard was already filled with densely packed stiff snowmen. She laughed and cursed while asking: "Who is it? The messenger of the Lord is who?"

She waved her magic wand and all the snowmen changed back to their original appearance.

"It's George!" Fred pointed at George.

"It's Fred!" George pointed at Fred.

Then they looked at each other and pointed at Clooney in unison: "It's Clooney! Professor!"

As soon as they finished speaking, those strangely packaged props floated out of their pockets.

"It's you two!" These strange props floated into Professor McGonagall's hands, "Confiscated! Now all of you! Go to the school hospital and stay!"

"Stop playing with your cold!" She wanted to put on an angry expression, but she couldn't help laughing, "You naughty people! Stop causing trouble to Madam Pomfrey!"

On this day, the school hospital's refreshment pot was in short supply, and as a Slytherin who knew how to protect herself, Clooney's fire still burned her - this weekend, she had to hide in Slytherin for two consecutive days. In Nap's office, the stock of depleted refreshments was being replenished.

"How interesting-" Professor Snape said sadly, "It's a wonderful winter, isn't it?"

Crowney smiled and stirred the crucible: "Yes, Professor."

Then, Snape took a leisurely sip of hot tea, lay comfortably in the lounge chair modified by Clooney, and sighed in a low voice: "Perfect winter——"

The fire in the Potions Master's office burned brighter for some reason. While the firewood was burning itself, it made a happy crackling sound.