Carwyn awkwardly pushed and pulled, rotated and heaved the wheelbarrow out of the greenhouse and across the grounds. It felt like the wind should help in this endeavour, but it didn't help that they seemed to be walking against the wind, it pushing them in every direction. Magic really made things lighter, huh? He needed to start working out again... though carrying his NEWT textbooks alone would likely help. Merlin.

He would make it inside, and then they could figure out what had just happened. Just make it inside. Carwyn's eyes kept a check on all of the students that were ahead of and around him. What was it that old auror used to mutter? Constant Vigilence? Heh. When did slightly darkening skies become red-clouded storms? Oh, Hogwarts. He gave a soft chuckle that was lost on the wind before almost being blown backwards by a strong gust.

Huddling low over the wheelbarrow in an attempt for better maneoverability, Carwyn made it up to the door and followed the students inside. His ears rung, he was stiff to the bone and he was pretty sure his feet hadn't been this cold since he'd accidentally got caught in a snow storm at the other side of the lake when he was a student here. But that was another thing. He pushed the barrow over to the side out of the draft, and turned back to the door to make sure that no-one who was following him was struggling.

"Better to keep everything in the wheelbarrow's for now until we can find a suitable place for Gu-Professor Rainwater to set them up." Carwyn said as he looked around at Aboli's words. Where was William and the other students. If they weren't here in the next few minutes, that would be his next destination. Gus was right, they needed to be quick about this.