Cutty seized the opportunity to follow behind the leggy Ravenclaw prefect. Barrington made a fine shield against the cold and the rapidly rising snow level. Again, though the height of the piled snow got the better of him and he was soon slowed down enough that it didn't matter who he was following. Cutty made a monosyllabic sound of frustration and pushed the snow in front of him attempting to plow through. He saw everyone using the hot air spell to clear their way and gave it a go. "Ventus! Ventus!" Slowly, he began to free himself from the constipated pathway.

He'd cleared a way toward the front and with noone ahead of him and a healthy dose of lack-patience, he threw a fire spell at the walk way in front of him. "Incendio!" Hotter than Ventus, but with the drawback that the watery melted ice quickly froze over and caused the ground to be quite slippery. Watch your step if you chose to follow behind him, the selfish serpent wasn't likely to stop and help you if you should fall. He did at least give a small warning, "Don't fall." as he found it easier to gain upon the castle doors. He ceased the fire spell and returned to Ventus as he drew up to the castle where the snow was a bit thinner.