The next morning, the storm had cleared. Albert pushed open the window and took a deep breath, the air outside remarkably fresh. However, there was still no sign of the weather clearing up entirely; heavy, rolling dark clouds churned across the sky, threatening to unleash another downpour at any moment.
"Morning," George said, stifling a yawn as he greeted Albert. "Looks like it's going to rain again outside."
"If this keeps up, the lake is going to flood," Lee Jordan chimed in, climbing out of bed. They had to get down to the Great Hall early today to finalize their sixth-year schedules with Professor McGonagall.
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