(( PS. As I'm from Norway, I don't use farenheits or what's it called. Here, we use Celcius.

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The wind whispered quietly, the forest path opened up, echoes of running.
A light smell of grass, moist moss, and fresh air.
Flocks of birds taking off from the tops of the trees, creating black clouds.
A boy running. Breathing quickly, his blood rushing.
Albus stood in a semi small clearing in the forest, snow petals falling down. The landscape had been thoroughly changed, as to his extreme training. Inside the thirteen and a half year old boy, power brimmed. Pure energy.
The forest path was covered with thick ice, the trees had ice taps growing on their branches, and the air was cold, you'd feel it itching in your throat inhaling, but he didn't care.
His body was durable, his icy flesh, his light blue skin, he could take degrees down to -200C, but it would've hurt him more than helped him.
In his right hand, he held his 11 inch phoenix feather wand, clutching it tightly. " Aguamenti! " A stream of water went out of his wand, and suddenly froze by a the blink of an eye. Ten ice knifes was floating mid air, and with one clap, flied out, piercing through the nearby trees, destroying the wood, and freezing the bar needles around the area the knives hit.
Going in for the finisher, his hands raised, chest heigth, and closed his hands into fists. Icy spikes started to grow at his feet, and pierced all of the nearby trees.
A deep sigh let out of him, as he looked at the area he'd molested. With a flick of his fingers, the ice slowly started to dissolve.
" I have free time problems. " Albus said casually, whilst he turned his heel and started running to the outskirts of the forest.
Another presence came up at his mental radar, this one was a stranger. His curiosity picked, Albus quickly sprinted at the point he'd felt the girl. Reaching the end of the forest, he saw a mere siluette.
Filling his lungs up, he bellowed out
" HEY YOU! YES YOU! " Snickering at his own idiotic behavior, he continued to run to the girl.
He closed up, and smiled. " My name is Albus. Who... are... you? " He was breathing heavily, as he'd been running for some distance, and used his powers to the extent that he actually felt exhausted.
~Exhausted. What a fitting word...~