Beauxbaton Harry Potter Novels & Stories

Then he continued. "My wife, Lady Ravenclaw, was from Ravenclaw, while my other two wives didn't frequent Hogwarts. Joan, the armored beauty, attended Beauxbatons Academy of Magic, and they don't have a house system there. Leona, the blonde beauty, didn't attend any known magical school. For the next question, Susan, please?" Without even moving from her seat, Susan immediately said, not even giving enough time for the rest of the table to raise their hands.

Calla's pov “Oh! Moon goddess!” I exclaimed. The worst part about this prison was how beautiful it looked. Ravenbane Academy rose from the mountains like something out of a dark fairy tale. Literally, this was every Harry potter’s fan dream. The buildings were made with stone, and had pointed edges that pointed up to the sky like a dare and gothic windows that caught the light and turned it silver. I pressed my face against the bus window, watching the gates swing open. My reflection stared back at me.

And since she skipped out on my dad's funeral, it's unlikely she cares or wants to see me. "I'll stay." I meet his gaze. "One thing, though. Please." He lifts his chin. "Yes?" "Headmaster..." I lick my dry lips. "Someone told me that this school is magic. But that's... it's not possible. Right?" He leans forward, his eyes dancing with excitement. "So many things will become clear to you at Hawthorn, but for now..." He clasps his hands, the gesture making him look even older than he does already.

Torches burned in iron brackets on the walls, casting dancing shadows that made everything look like a nightmare. And everywhere I looked, there were eyes. Dozens of them. Hundreds. Glowing in the darkness between the pillars. Watching me. "Ah, the half-blood awakens." A voice echoed from somewhere above. I looked up and saw a balcony circling the room. On it stood a woman with silver hair and skin so pale she looked like she had been carved from ice. She was beautiful in the way a frozen lake was beautiful—stunning, but capable of killing you if you stepped wrong.

But her excitement and conviction made me believe that it was real. "Wait, so there are actually people with magical powers?" I asked, trying to wrap my head around this new information. "Yes, and it's not just limited to humans. There are also fantastic creatures like dragons, unicorns, and even talking paintings," She replied, her eyes sparkling with wonder. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. It sounded like a world full of endless possibilities and adventure. "And the best part is, Harry Potter, the famous wizard, goes to Hogwarts too. He's the chosen one, destined to defeat the dark wizard, Lord Voldemort," Renee continued, her voice filled with excitement.

I say, “Good afternoon, Patrick. What a pleasure it is to have you here! You arrived just in time for you to give us the answers that both Elizabeth and I want to know.” I watch as my grandmother crosses her arms, raises an eyebrow, and in a tone that leaves no room for argument, says, “Sit down.” He sits and watches us all, saying nothing. Then I say, “Would you be so kind as to tell us what you know about the boarding school you recommended to send my daughter to?” He opens his eyes wide and looks cautiously at Elizabeth. Then he sighs and says, “It’s Harry’s cover for training children and young people. That is where he makes them his warriors.”

Belle sat up in bed, using the buttons on the side to adjust the positioning as the nurse had shown her. The book, white with a pentacle on the cover, described the basics of witchcraft in terms even a layman could understand. Her older sister had been kind enough to drop it off, along with a change of clothing and a box of Thornton's continental—her favourite chocolates. According to this book, the spell Damien cast on her would be returned to him threefold.

Basically, that was where they train and teach knights for battles, even if they were from noble families or royals. It meant that I would also study there. Great. I'll learn how to be a murderer. I cackled in my mind. Also, in respect for the Four Godly Beasts, there were four dorms named after them. "That sounded like Hogwarts just now," I commented as we I finally reached the end of the forest and flew over the sea. The cold sea breeze brushed against our skin, also smelling slight saltiness from it. Morris sent me a weird look and I shook my head. "Don't mind me."

He actually sat a little straighter, the horrible paleness leaving him. "Really?" Simon's ready smile returned, his gums tinted by the purple juice he'd drunk at the party. "You already know you're getting into Harvard? That's awesome, Syd. Are you sure?" Boy, was I ever. Founded by witches, their school hidden inside the same vaunted halls as the normals, Harvard University was the one and only place I could attend if I wanted to continue my magical studies. Either that or go to Europe and I wasn't really interested in that.

Anne and Sarah said at the same time. They forgot that Sultan Carl did say to them and their mother that they were not going to call Ella (Rosabella) 'Cinderella.' But they did not know that the head of the Palace overheard them, and he is the Beast. But what everyone did not know was that Sultan Carl is the Beast until 7 p.m. as he turned into a human and has turned back into a Beast at 7 a.m. The two servants were assigned to Luke and Paige. Paige or Luke did not complain about them, but Paige ordered them as she was unkind and spiteful.