The day before Christmas, a heavy snow quietly arrived.
The windows all turned misty, and only by wiping away the moisture on them could one see the vast whiteness outside.
The heavy snow was like an enormous sheet of white gauze, covering Hogwarts Castle and the grounds.
But to Luna, the world beyond the castle looked more as if it had turned into candy;
Tall Hagrid's Hut was a gingerbread house sprinkled with icing sugar, and the Beauxbatons Carriage beside it looked like a piece of blue fondant cake;
And there was the Magical Ship moored on the shore of the Black Lake, its bulwarks seeming to be drenched in syrup, while its rigging was coated with a thick layer of powdered sugar.
Hearing Luna describe it like that, Vizet could not help laughing. "I think if that were the case, Headmaster Dumbledore would be quite happy."
To better display the character of Hogwarts Castle and leave the guests with a deep and unforgettable impression, the interior of the castle had been carefully decorated once again.
Seeing all the decorations around Hogwarts Castle now, even the students who were about to graduate said this was the first time they had ever seen them.
After leaving the Common Room, as long as one passed by the suits of armor on either side of the corridors, the armor would sense it and sing Christmas carols in deep, resonant voices;
If one saw Filch on a certain floor, along with Mrs. Norris, who was always at his side, then one had to be mentally prepared;
Peeves, who spent all day thinking about pranks, was very likely hiding inside one of the suits of armor;
When the armor began singing, Peeves would make up some dreadful lyrics of his own and add them