"The weather... what the hell is this!"
Albert emerged from a street corner, raising his head to gaze at the dreary, overcast sky above. Suddenly, he turned his head in a certain direction. His gaze pierced through the dense fog, landing on a rooftop not far down the street, where several Ministry for Magic employees were brandishing their wands, whipping up wind and snow to shield passersby from view.
High above the city of London, Aurors riding broomsticks were taking advantage of the cover provided by the wind and snow to summon their respective Patronuses, driving away the Dementors that lingered over the city.
Chapter 1148