Novel & Cerita Blaise Zabini Harry Potter

Bima is the academy's bottom-feeder with a useless magic attribute, obsessed only with learning healing arts to save his sick sister. He has no idea that the academy's golden boy, Kirill, is pathologically obsessed with him—and his 'useless' magic is actually the catalyst for a brewing magical disaster.

Another girl entered, she looked exactly like the one currently straddling Kai with her body, but I recognized this one because her wolf-cut shoulder-length hair was in place. Oh, and this exact one was sneering at me. Twins. The medieval man continued his speech. “I am Professor Bengal.” He turned to the lady next to him. “And my assistant here is Dr Zia. She is from the healer's section. She’s here to mend your broken bones.” The entire hall broke out in laughter. All aside from the five-starred students at the other end of the hall, I could tell not everyone from the acolytes was present. I mostly recognized those who had come up as ward and section leaders yesterday.

Blake Perspective As I slowly open my eyes, the tantalizing aroma of sizzling bacon and brewing coffee wafts into my nostrils. My blurred vision reveals a bustling kitchen where pots and pans clatter and clink in a harmonious symphony. I feel a warm hand on my shoulder, and a soothing voice assures me I’ll be alright. The gentle touch and comforting words instantly eased the pounding headache and queasy stomach that plagued me after a wild night of drinking. As I scan my surroundings, my eyes lock on Hermione, who appears to be on the brink of collapsing.

said Albus as he narrowed his eyes and glared at Lycus. "Uhm, it's a long story..." Lycus Lewis said nervously. “The last time I remember was my battle with Leonard and the monster of darkness that locked Zergenth's power within your magic scepter. I took great pains to free you from Leonard's pursuit and put up a protective shield that hides the existence of Genbu and Spirit Zergenth in the sky,” Albus White said, trying to remember.

Still, it was nice to be the bully rather than the victim. Damien had his slave girl on a leash as usual. The other students had almost completely stopped gawking and commenting on it. Poor Belle was just part of the school scenery now, like the kid with the skin condition and the guy with the bright ginger afro. Sensing his attention, she looked up with misty, dead eyes. Her cheeks were drawn and pale, as though Damien had been starving her. He noticed how her eyes flitted to the oat bar in his hand.

"Woah, were you Minnie, the birthday girl?" Minerva hastily looked at her right when she heard another voice asked. It was a little girl that was around four to five years old. Her light pink hair was in pigtails and her green jeweled eyes shone with curiosity. As for Minerva, although it was also a child who was in front of her, she was still a bit nervous. Especially that strange Marcus was here. She gripped on Julia's skirt as she nodded her head to the little girl. "Wow! Hello, Minnie! I'm Zinnia Soleil Zielony! I'm four years old! My father's Raphael Sol Zielony! And he was the youngest first-generation Saint Archmage!" The little girl, who was Zinnia, proudly said.

She grabbed one which she had marked its skin and walked back to the table while the servant continued to look around the lab in astonishment. "What's your name, please?" Hazel questioned. "I am Kira" "I am Hazel. Nice to meet you" Kira nodded as Hazel grabbed a strand of the bunny's fur and dropped it into the potion and it changed color. Kira bulged her eyes in shock, thinking this was the most fascinating thing she had ever seen. Hazel observed the look of shock on her face and smiled. She loves it when people think she is pretty cool. "You have really done a great job here, Hazel. I have never imagined this place could be this perfect again" Kira commended.

I stayed on the floor, my hands shaking so hard I had to tuck them under my arms. Zayn stood over me like a dark shadow, his face unreadable. Ezekiel tried to come closer, his eyes full of worry, but Zayn constant stepped in his way. Finally, the large wooden doors creaked open. Bella, the dark witch, rushed in carrying a small leather bag filled with herbs and potions. She took one look at me on the floor and then at the two powerful men glaring at each other. "Out," Bella said firmly. "I am staying," Zayn barked, his arms crossed over his chest. "I need to know what is wrong with her."

Blaze pull the chair next to him. “She sat here the first day she enters this school. That chair that you pulled belongs to your Beta,” From the other side, Harry stated and tapped the chair beside her. “The f*ck!” Blaze stood up and went outside. He is furious and I can feel that bad aura that he has. I sit beside Harry and Lester waved at me. I don’t the h*ll care if he is mad. “You’re not going to comfort your Boss?” I heard Harry asked and I only shook my head.

“First of all, I want to tell you that we are extremely pleased to have you among our students in Elmbridge School of Magic, one of the best magic schools in the country ... and in the world.” After a short break when she smiled at those kids, she went on: “Here at the school of magic, we will train all sorts of wizards. You will learn how to use magic and master it. Many of you will become magic architects, the greatest inventors of all time. They invented among many things, the vigil candle, patented by Henric Julien IV. Professor Brian Hazzelnuck, who paved the way for ... any place in this world where we want to get at once, leaving behind the …witch broom. Yes, he showed us the way to t