After Halloween came November, and the weather rapidly turned abnormally cold.
The sky turned a pale blue-gray, and the mountains around Hogwarts were once again blanketed in thick snow.
Every morning, the windows outside would be coated in a hard layer of frost.
Even with magically enchanted windows and walls keeping the cold out, merely looking at the windows was enough to make one feel that bone-piercing chill from the depths of their heart.
Thus, the blanket goblins that had supposedly been wiped out came back to life. The howling cold wind outside seemed capable of slicing through any exposed hands and cheeks, so why go outside at all?
Everyone felt the dormitories were quite nice. Perhaps they would have to get up eventually, but preferably not now.
But when something else arrived, not even the coldest winter or the most terrifying blanket goblins could stop the young wizards' enthusiasm: the school's Quidditch matches were about to begin.
Umbridge's Halloween performance was already old news. Discussing the Quidditch matches was now the latest trend at school!
Considering that over this year and last, all four House Quidditch teams had seen a number of their core players graduate and had brought in plenty of newcomers.
And since Hogwarts had hosted the Six-Wizard Tournament last year, there had been no Quidditch matches.
As a result, the young wizards were especially enthusiastic about this long-awaited competition. With two weeks still to go, everyone had already begun feverishly debating which team had the best chance of winning this year.
Naturally, Gryffindor received the most votes. Even quite a few Hufflepuffs and Ravenclaws favored the Gryffindor team.
After all, Gryffindor had only replaced one Keeper this year, and they still had Harley, the finest Chaser around.
Though their new Keeper, Ron, was pretty awful. At