Alfred Enoch Harry Potter Novels & Stories

My father was wickedly smiling because of my cleverness. I had found all these information last night when my father was asleep, as an alpha I also have my secrets that my family had no idea of. Another silence fell between us and this time my brother broke it. "Your son isn't here, Mrs. Millar?" Delighted by our interest in her son she calmed herself and said. "He is an alpha who has responsibilities he can't come here leaving them." She shouldn't have said that in front me and my father because now this thing was going to get real.

The King muttered. "But... But King Alfred—your Majesty this is..." His voice cracked as Alfred looked him in the eyes. He swallowed hard, looking away. "I wanted to test your resistance to a new potion my Chamberlain found in the black market." Xavier turned to the girl standing behind Alfred. As usual, she was involved in it. "But I guess my head Mage has proven himself to be the only one immune to all forms of sorcery," Alfred continued. "Well, I shouldn't expect anything less from the first man in ages to catch a dragon."

Then back at her. Absolutely not. Harry was my younger cousin. Twenty-three. Rich, reckless, and had the attention span of a goldfish. He’d been kicked out of two colleges for fighting, and last I heard he was “investing” in crypto by day and racing motorcycles by night. He flirted with anything that breathed and left a trail of crying girls behind him. And Shula, my Shula, who blushed at the word ‘virgin’, was practically vibrating at the sound of his name.

Nick hissed, more to himself than to the king. They stopped talking when Sir Edward, the chief elder, entered the room. Nick sat back and listened to the king fill Sir Edward in on what was happening. Since the elders had covertly followed Heloise’s training in magic, Sir Edward didn’t hesitate to insist that she played a role in casting a spell or providing a potion -or both- for Alison to bond with Alfred. He then went on to state the elder’s dissatisfaction with the rumors that both Heloise and Alfred had associated from the dark side of shadow land. He cautioned the king to be on the alert for any underhanded plans that Alfred may have for after he gained the power that came with marr

Rebranding for acceptance. “I would like everyone back behind me because the spell I need to cast it like a net so I can be sure to affect it as a whole. I don’t want to catch anyone in that net.” Alfred could hear shuffling behind him as he waited. When silence reigned behind him, Alfred began casting the first spell. It took time to lay the spell down where piece by piece, but in the end, he’d magically hogtied nicely the golem if he said so himself. “There we go, now to put it into hibernation.”

'' shouted Aefar after getting permission from Harry. With the aura that Aefar had, he could quickly get those who were all there to shift their focus to him. The long and tiring debate finally ended with their eyes all fixed on Aefar. Harry also introduced Aefar as his assistant. They all widened at the extremely unusual appearance of Aefar, but they still couldn't take their eyes off due to a feeling of amazement. Not only was his appearance way above average, but the aura he had was also very dignified.

With a loud growl, he felt the forces holding him down leave his body and at once, he ran towards the opening of the dim light, the door began to close but with his full strength, Adolphus got inside before the storm door closed. With his head on the ground, Adolphus opened his eyes and slowly glared up. To his shock, an altar stood before him, its body covered in blood. With fear in his heart, Adolphus took a step backwards and when his eyes glanced at the spot he stood, he saw the drawing of a pentagon and his feet were in the center. Not new to such a place, Adolphus knew that someone built this place with great witchcraft powers. He scanned around the room and noticed some painting on th

"Alfred, you should go back and grab some rest first. Nate and I have something to talk about." Alfred bowed. "Alright, sir." Although Ehren was blind, Alfred often felt that he was no different from any other person who could see... If anything, he was even more sensitive than an ordinary person, to the point where he could be a little scary at times. … When Hesper first came home, she did not notice anything wrong with the two children.

Of course now Alfred had memorized it out of his head. “Then again he is not athletic, lousy at sports, doesn't know anything other than studying. If there's one person who's perfect about everything, it's a unicorn, you know!" Actually Harry doesn't have an issue for saying all that about Alfred. "Unicorn?" Ivy asked, confused. “Yes, a superstitious creature, a myth!!” The perfect man exists only in fiction or fantasy. “You misunderstood. I mean he has a perfect brain, Harry." She doesn't want to lose.