Harry knew he should probably go get Norbert and Dudley. Afterall, both of them were keen to get back to the Carnaval and figure out a way to get Finn's pelt back and take take the collars off.

But it was already late in the evening when Harry had finally stumbled upon the Carnival entrance. Sitting promently at the entrance was the brilliant white tent. This time the door was open and snowflakes that melted in mid air were blowing out into the hot alleyways.

Thrilled and curious, Harry entered.

At once the world melted away into a sea of white. Harry immediately realized that he hadn't really thought his plan through. For one thing he was suppose to be looking for the Ringmaster. For another he just walked into a foot of snow in summer clothes.

He didn't even have his winter Cloaks with him.

Shivering uncontrollably, Harry looked around. A small circle of Igloos were sitting not far off.

Harry's mind whirled. Had the Ring Master really kidnapped a bunch of Canadian Inuit? It seemed like the sort of thing the devious Death eater might do, but it also seemed a bit far.

For one thing most Inuit didn't live in Igloos and for another the Inuit were Human Beings not Creatures. The Ringmaster seemed to make a distinction between the two.

Harry walked closer and noticed that the Igloos were massive. And there were white dogs tied up outside. They were odd looking dogs, fluffy like a husky but with round ears and no tail.

Oh. they were polar bears.

Harry cleaned off his glasses and looked at the Polar bears tied up outside massive igloos and rightly thought that they probably weren't for the Inuit.

Just then a yeti came out of one of the Igloos with a basket of fish. They walked right past Harry without noticing and into one of the other Igloos.

Harry turned and fled into the snow. He went as far as he could, desperately searching for the exit.

His legs turned red, then white then dangerously blue from the cold. His teeth chattered uncontrollably.

Harry started to get the delicious feeling that he was too hot. Much too hot he need to cool down.

Harry instinctively stumbled towards igloos again. He knew it made no sense to be hot when he was wondering in the snow but it was impossible to ignore.

At the edge of the circle of Igloos was a young Yeti, about Harry's size. The creature said something to Harry. When Harry didn't response, the yeti put a warm furry arm around Harry to steady him. Harry was then lead into one of the smaller Igloos.

There was fire crackling in the middle of the Igloos and a mat to sleep on. Several impressive looking furs were hung up here and there. The Yeti grabbed several One went on the ground for HArry to sit on, The rest were slung over Harry to warm him up. THe Yeti bustled about putting water on to boil. They were muttering something under their breath but Harry hadn't the faintest idea what. Weather that was from the delirium or because the Yeti spoke a different language, Harry couldn't figure it out.

"Onartok" The yeti asked.

Harry looked blankly up. The Yeti mimed feeling warm and then pointed to Harry.

Harry nodded. He felt much warmer now that he was in front of the fire and wrapped in furs.

Harry watched the Yeti make tea for the both of them. Under the considerable fur was a silver, runes covered, collar.

Harry frowned and pointed to it.

The Yeti scowled. Pointing about the room saying "Auk auk auk" over and over again. "Auk Omajuk. They said pointing to themselves as if making a very strong point to Harry. \

If he was to guess, Harry would say that the habitat that the Ringmaster made was demeaning to the Yeti who likely did not live in an igloo all year and eat nothing but fish but he was just guessing.

When the Yeti handed him his tea and a bowl of fish soup, Harry motioned that one day he would break the Yeti's collar.

The Yeti smiled thinly and patted Harry's shoulder.

When Harry was done, the Yeti lead him to the exit in the center of the Igloo circle and gave Harry a hug goodbye.