Perhaps the young witches and wizards were so excited that even the weather had decided to cooperate today.
The sky was a pristine blue. Unlike the dazzling glare of summer, the winter sunshine offered only gentle warmth.
It was just like the school outings in his previous life, when most students stayed awake late into the night before.
Zhang Xiao felt as though he had heard people tossing and turning in the dormitory all night.
Sure enough, his three roommates were yawning nonstop. And it was not just Malfoy and the other two; on the way to the Great Hall, the students' yawns spread into a chorus.
But once they fully realized they were about to visit Hogsmeade, all their weariness and drowsiness vanished.
A tremendous buzz filled the vast Great Hall. Many students simply grabbed their food and stuffed it into their mouths in a few quick bites, eager to fill their stomachs without delaying their trip to Hogsmeade.
Malfoy was different. He leisurely picked up a glass of milk and took a small sip, wearing an inexplicable air of superiority as he looked at the other students as though they were idiots.
"Zhang, can't they use their brains for once?
"If they actually thought about it, they'd realize Hogsmeade will be bustling today, with vendors from all over the world setting up stalls.
"So-"
Malfoy tipped his chin toward the Gryffindor table. Zhang Xiao followed his gaze and saw Harry and Ron with their plates piled high, as usual.
Hermione, however, was doing much the same as Malfoy, merely sipping a glass of Pumpkin Juice. Looking thoroughly exasperated, she said something to Harry and Ron, and both immediately put down their food with expressions of immense relief.
"Granger really is quite clever. She's realized Hogsmeade should be full