Alistair carried the owl food as he made his way from the eighth floor down to the first, intending to head toward the dungeons.
With the rain outside, the corridors were much quieter than usual, and as a chilly draft swept through, Alistair felt a damp, freezing cold seep into his back.
"Hahaha! How does it feel?" Peeves hovered right in front of him, letting out a malicious laugh as he manipulated a stream of rainwater and splashed it toward Alistair.
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