On December 7th, the wind and snow raged.
This day marked the fifteenth Monday after the start of school, coinciding with the solar term 'Big Snow.' With two hours left until midnight, the Astronomical Observatory's on-duty wizards eagerly deployed the 'snowstorm weather balls' they had accumulated since the beginning of winter, one after another.
The three young wizards in dormitory 403 huddled in their blankets, listening to the howling wind outside the window and the pounding on the window frames caused by the swirling snow, clicking their tongues in admiration.
"Did they smash all the weather balls of the entire winter tonight?" Zheng Qing wrapped himself in the blanket, with only his head poking out from the curtain's seam, happily watching the scene outside.
