The slowly falling snowflakes turn Hogwarts into a world of ice crystals.
But this is in the fall.
"Goodbye——!" Yu Xiao's voice was clear but lonely, with a deep sadness.
"Come back -?" Harry shouted with tears in his eyes.
"Come back..." Yi Feng's voice hesitated. Despite his answer, Harry could see in his big black eyes that this was impossible.
Yaowan couldn't bear it any longer, and her cries came out accompanied by snowflakes. You Jiang choked with sobs and comforted her voice.
Snowflakes are falling. All over the sky.