In October, the continuous autumn rain bathed Hogwarts in a clear cold.

The ancient bricks and green tiles of the castle have been dyed gray and black by the rain, and there is still stagnant water on the road, splashing strings of delicate splashes. The once flat grass has become muddy, the humid air is filled with the smell of moss and earth, and the flower beds that were once blooming have become a mud pool.

For Hogwarts students, this was pretty much the worst of a semester

"Hogwarts: The Ancient Boy Doesn't Want to Be the Headmaster" Chapter 94 Like, kill, sick, right? I am hitting it in my hand, please wait a moment,

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