In the morning, as soon as the sky was bright, the cold wind rolled up the snow foam on the ground and slammed it on the window.

With the exception of the kitchen, the entire Snape Mansion was huddled under the covers to enjoy the last bit of warmth.

In his sleep, Phil was having a sweet dream in which Natalie had grown up and matured, spreading two wide, snow-white wings and carrying him into the sky.

There were only floating white clouds and smaller and smaller houses at his feet, and the frozen lake was like a snow-white mirror, reflecting his vigorous figure.

Suddenly, his body suddenly froze, and the white clouds around him turned into flakes of snow that flew wildly and rushed towards him.

The little unicorn vanished, and Phil watched as he quickly landed on the hard surface of the lake.

When he saw that he was about to fall to the surface of the lake, the strong feeling of weightlessness made Phil shiver and wake up in fright.

The quilt on his body lay at his feet, and a man in a black training uniform stood in front of his bed, looking at Phil with a kind face.

"Huh?"

Phil leaned into the bed with his two little fat legs, holding his hands on his chest, although he didn't fall into a box, the scene in front of him still made him feel bad.

"Hurry up, today is the first day of formal training. Trust me, it's a good start. Edward spoke in a relaxed tone, throwing him a set of thick clothes, as if to take him on an outing, not a hard training.

Phil, who was still a little blindfolded, passively followed the other party's request, dressed and hated, and washed up.

I glanced at the clock in the hall, and it was only six o'clock in the morning.

Phil bowed his head, wearing a training suit, the style and material were the same as Edward's, but the number was slightly smaller.

Standing with Edward, like two black bear beasts, one large and one small.

"So early?" asked Phil, hoping that it was just morning exercise, but it was too early.

Edward's eyes narrowed even further: "Before breakfast, you have to complete two training tasks, and the time is a bit tight. ”

Phil felt that something was wrong, and as long as he got up, Blair would always come and wait for him as soon as he heard the voice.

But today, in the empty living room, there are only two people, Edward and him.

Not only Blair, but even Grandma Bertha and Campbell, who usually wake up early, are gone.

The whole house is quiet, like a haunted house.

Sure enough, it was collusion, and he suddenly realized that all this was premeditated, and he was abandoned by everyone.

Edward glanced at his watch and said, "It's been 5 minutes, which means you might lose your breakfast." Then he motioned for Phil to follow, and came to the schoolyard behind the house.

It is now the coldest day of the year, and according to the previous life, it should be the time of Sanjiu.

A few days ago, the continuous heavy snow also swept through the town of Lokma, although it was only swept away, but the snow in the empty school yard was more than a foot thick.

Phil stepped into the snow and felt like his lower body had been submerged.

Fortunately, the beast dragon's soft leather high boots were tightly tied by Edward's request, so that the snow foam was not poured in.

Edward pulled out a three-foot-long, egg-thick wooden stick with a rectangular plank attached to one end, which looked like a snow shovel.

It turned out to be a snow shovel.

"Follow me through a set of warm-up preparations, and then give you half an hour to push the snow out of the school field into the corner. With that, Edward stuck the snow shovel on the ground and motioned for Phil to follow him.

Despite his bloated stature, Edward's movements appear to be very light and nimble, and he does not look clumsy at all.

The movements look a bit like broadcast gymnastics, which is mainly about stretching the muscles and bones, but the amplitude is large and the frequency is also very fast.

For 5 minutes, not a single movement was repeated, and Phil tried his best to keep up with Edward's rhythm, but the movements were inevitably deformed due to the gradual soreness of his arms and legs.

By the time he stopped, he was already panting with a snort, the white mist on his forehead was colliding with sweat, and his face was flushed.

"Sure enough, my physical strength was worse than I thought. Edward commented with a smile that made Phil feel very weird.

The tone and expression of the other person seem to be diametrically opposed.

But the other party had no choice but to tell the truth, so that he couldn't refute it, and the pampered life for several years made him completely depraved.

Then, the other party motioned for Phil to start cleaning, and pointed to the dial in his hand, giving Phil a twenty-minute gesture.

The school field doesn't look big, but if an eight-year-old is removing snow, Phil decides to retract his assessment.

Phil picked up a snow shovel, which was not much shorter than him, and began to shovel snow.

He was born in a cold area in two lives, and shoveling snow seemed to have become an inescapable fate in his fate.

The snow shovel was thick and a little clumsy to hold in his hand, and Phil tried to use the strength of his body to push the snow shovel instead of his arms.

Although the snow layer is thick, it is quite soft because there are no vehicles running over it, so if you break the snow shell on the surface, you can stick it directly to the bottom.

But because of his height and strength, he can't push too much at once, and can only start cleaning from the edge little by little, which is extremely inefficient.

Soon, the back of the bare hand felt a biting chill, and the palm was dry red and painful from excessive exertion, sweat ran down the big fat face, and the eyes were stung by the salt in it.

The sound of snorting in his mouth was non-stop, and it sounded like a tattered three-hand bellows, and his chest and throat were a little hot.

Phil didn't stop, because after a brief pause, he could feel the biting coldness coming from his armpits and chest, and he needed to keep his body hot.

The heat accelerated the secretion of sweat in his body, and the sweat-soaked clothes urged him to speed up his movements, and the cycle continued.

People who have never exercised outdoors in temperatures of minus 10 degrees Celsius will not be able to appreciate the thrill of this vicious circle.

I don't know how long it was, but Phil felt that he had reached a limit, and only then did he stand up straight, intending to take a look at his results.

The ideal is plump, and the reality is always skinny.

Phil rubbed his aching hands, only to find that he had only finished a corner about a few meters square, with a total area of no more than 50 square meters.

He found that he was overestimating himself, or that Edward was overestimating himself.

"Five minutes to go, come on. "A big fat man happened to be leaning against the pillar of the porch and stretched out a fleshy slap to him.

The egg hurts, and for the first time, Phil feels a little pessimistic about his physical training, this fat man doesn't seem to be very reliable.

Phil had no choice but to continue pushing the snow shovel, and his short legs arched in the snowdrift like a honey dolphin looking for grass seeds or a fat maggot in a rice bowl.

Five minutes passed in a flash, and the sharp decline in physical strength did not increase the final fruits of his labor much.

Although he did not complete the scheduled mission goal, after taking a shower and changing clothes, Phil still ate his breakfast.

Unexpectedly, it was only him and Edward sitting at the table, and Catherine and the butler were still nowhere to be seen.

Seeing that Phil looked up in the direction of the door from time to time, Edward took a slow sip of mushroom broth and said to him: "Don't look at it, Lady Catherine went to stay in the town lord's mansion, it seems that the lord's wife has been a little uncomfortable these days. ”

"All gone, everyone?"

"Hmm. ”

"When did you leave? Why didn't I see it?"

"After you slept yesterday. ”

“......”

"Oh, yes. It is said that the lord's wife also invited Lady Catherine to be Miss Anna's etiquette teacher.

I won't be back for a few days, so let me tell you not to worry. ”

“......”

Phil felt that he had been tricked, and the evil thoughts of this routine were very deep, and it had reached a rather shameless level.

Even he could imagine Catherine's nonchalant and fox-like snickering when she made up this reason.

As the most noble area of Luoma Town, his own house and the lord's mansion are at the highest point of the town, only separated by one street in the middle, and the distance in a straight line is less than 500 meters.

It's no exaggeration to say that when the wind is down, Phil can smell what Anna is eating at noon today.

Just like that, he had to move over, and Phil was disgusted.

Looking left and right, Mama Bertha was already hopeless, but Campbell's butler was not found.

Well, it seems that Catherine has ushered in a new era of aristocratic socialization, and she also brings the male chief butler of her own house with her when she goes out as a guest.