follow me; everything is all right.
The owls have been restless for days now thanks to the polar vortex wind chill sweeping over the grounds and through the Owlery. The howl of the blizzard terrifies them, causing them all to take flight and brave the unforgiving weather. Hooting and flapping their wings, it was only a matter of minutes before the Owlery was vacant of all its feathery residents.
To anyone who happened to look out of one of the windows of the castle overlooking the Owlery, they would see the parliament of owls flying towards the direction of Hogsmeade.
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