Novel & Cerita Best Harry Potter Books

Rowling fan, the kind of girl who’d empty her savings just to get the next book in the Harry Potter series. “Ivan Carlos,” I whispered, my fingers brushing over the name of the author. There was something about it that intrigued me. I glanced back at the shelf and realized I was in the section where most of Ivan Carlos’s books were displayed. I grabbed another one, this one with a blue and brown paper cover. Since I could only afford three books, I skimmed through, selected my third choice from another author, and went to find Chloe. “Are you done with yours?” I asked, eyeing the stack in her hands. She was holding four books, three by J.K. Rowling and one by Jo Watson. “Hey, that’s cheating

I would have thought it would have been a more complicated selection process. "Well, what were you expecting?" "Something more magical like how in Harry Potter they have the goblet of fire." Liam laughed. "Dallas caught me reading Harry Potter once and she grounded me." "Why?" "Because she said it misleads children to believe witches and warlocks are good." "It's just a book," I defended, "and if you think of it, it doesn't because Voldemort and the rest of the death eaters aren't good. If anything it proves that some are evil but some are also good."

The sun was out, and the weather was beautiful. A contrast to the storm brewing inside the house. I signed and leaned against Mum’s grave as I continued reading Harry Potter and the Half-blood Prince since it had been one of her favourite books when she was alive. I hadn’t been a big fan of books and only read because of Mom. I read about seven chapters before I got tired, so I closed the book and lay down on the well-trimmed grass beside her grave. Weird, I know but it always calmed me down to be this close to her.

"Your mom told me, yours got lost and then said you didn't want them anymore cause you grew out of that magical world." "Yeah, we all know how I was back then." He said sheepishly. I chuckled. "Well, I told her there's no way one can say they're over Harry Potter! I still watch marathons. Best fantasy movie ever." "My girl enjoys Harry Potter too. Fuck I love you even more " He kissed me all over my face I chuckled. "Thanks for the best gift ever, the movies were great, but nothing beats the books." He said as he looked at the books in his hands.

“Oh my god! You got me the Harry Potter Series!” I rushed to the bookshelf and grabbed a copy of ‘Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire’. It was the only book I had read in the series and I had fallen in love with it. I had promised myself that I would buy more but I never got the money. “Yeah, girl,” she said smugly, “and I got you some others you might like…” I saw the other books and my jaw dropped. It was almost all the books on my reading wish list.

"And the old magic? The stirring shadows? You said the world will burn." "The world will change. Burn is a strong word." He almost smiled. "But the old magic is waking, and it will not be controlled. Your daughter is the key to that magic. Not because I chose her. Because she chose herself. She was born with both light and shadow, and that makes her special." "She is a baby." "She is the future." The First Wolf began to fade. "Protect her, Elif Demir. Love her. Teach her to be strong and kind and brave. And when she is ready, let her make her own choice."

The real Bella. I immediately recognized that familiar looking book. I saw it among Bella's book collection when I first came into this world. It stood out due to its large size. But I had never opened it before. The title of that book was 'The Darkest Art.' I mean, even the title was suspicious. So what do you expect me to do? Call me silly, but I learned from 'Harry Potter' not to open any suspicious looking book. Who knows what's inside? Considering Bella's character, it could be housing the soul of a random dark lord for all I know. So, of course I didn't want to take the risk.

Trisha heard Mrs Perry complain as she glided through shelves teemed with ages-old books before she could be pulled into hours-long conversation with the old lady. She picked up a book from a dilapidated shelf, blew off the dust that had found solace on it's leather covering over the years, and squinted— because of the poor illumination, to see the books name. ‘Wizards Can Do More’ by one of the greatest wizards ever, LP Travis. It was a book she wanted but not one she needed. Hence, she put it back in its spot among other dusty books and walked to another shelf.

Akira scoffed, “I doubt the basilisk would want to have anything to do with her.” “I see…” Orion groaned as he picked a book from the collection, “harry potter and the chamber of secrets” “I see you're well versed in this lore..” Orion commented as they headed back to the general table. “Of course, who isn't, it was like a virus on the human world back then, everyone was well invested in that book.” “What was supposed to be a book for kids was widely loved by the adults…” “I mean, we wolves were poorly represented in the novel but I still love the book.”

But he was talking softly and being gentle and not being the big bad Alpha that I had heard he was. “I actually like a lot of books. No genre in particular. I like The Harry Potter Series. They were really good. And A Tale of Two Cities. I like a lot of V.C. Andrews books. They’re really interesting.” I explained. And without realising it, I stopped fiddling with my dress and started looking out the front window of the car. I felt like I was finally relaxing a little. And I saw a small smile creep across Alpha Connor’s face.