Penelope was about to try to make her cloud snow again when the room became very cold and windy. Before long, a blizzard had started. The professors wand was blown away. They were told to leave the class. This was a not great day. First she had been bombarded by birds and rocks, and now this?

She tried to make her way across the room to the door, but she was blown around by the wind and almost buried in snow. The small first year could do nothing against the wind. Penelope kept trying to get up, but the wind knocked her down into the snow. "Help!" she yelled, wondering if anyone could hear her.