October extinguished itself in a rush of howling winds and driving rain and November arrived,
cold as frozen iron, with hard frosts every morning and icy drafts that bit at exposed hands and faces.
— J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix
cold as frozen iron, with hard frosts every morning and icy drafts that bit at exposed hands and faces.
— J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix