Hermione looked down at one of the schools" courtyards where she saw some students pass by, hurrying to escape the cold weather and get inside as soon as possible, seeking warmth and protection. Some were talking between themselves, walking slowly, unaffected by the cold or unbothered to hurry like others. The first snow fell during the night, making everything around them white and frozen, a shining blanket of white on the ground, snow crunching under each step. The trees looked withered, lifeless, not a single proof of life around them. A little fountain stood in the middle of the courtyard. The temperature got so low during the night that even the water stream froze in its place, looking magical, like they usually showed in muggle movies Hermione once saw.