The grounds looked peaceful at this time of night. It was still early in the year where the weather was still warm. The lands were still green and the soft breeze that swept through was cool. It brought the salty smell of the lake, which does meet the ocean further down the lands. The small lights that would occasionally pop up in the forest, signifying the Centaurs roaming about the forest. Hagrid was outside, playing with Fang after taking care of the Thestrals. 