Still in Hogsmead, Clément decided to go at the Owl Post. His familly bird being a bit too....exotic to fly in the wintery seasons, he had no choice but to take one of those birds. "Damned Peacock....cant even fly.....god I hate cold...stupid snow..." he mumbled to himself.

"I hope those candies wont freez during the flight. The twins wont let me in peace if the do....they can be so annoying sometime...stupid snow! Now, what kind of bird should I take?" This question was spining in his mind, looking at each single birds, evaluating hkw they would fly and if they were strong enough to fly to another country with this temperature.

"I think I'll go with the Great Horned Owl....its not like I had the choice after all." As a matter of fact, there was no Snowy Owl left for the post, neither Great Grey Owl. They were all taken already, since they are resistant to cold. "This is gonna cost me a fortune again....why do I have to be so far?!" Clément doesnt like winter a lot, and its even colder then back there in France. He could feel the frost bites on his cheeks.