Caretaker Hogwarts Novels & Stories

Theon We take the werebear Alpha inside the house and bind him to the first chair we can find with both a chain we'd found discarded near the staircase, which smelled like Callista. Everyone in the house has been cleared out. The witches had created a brand-new barrier outside to keep humans from accidentally stumbling in, and the Supernatural Council members had given us a call saying that they would descend upon the pack grounds shortly. Haden and I stand right in front of Teller, flanking the Headmistress with the witches at our sides. Even Master Tsertinand, who felt strong enough to walk even though he was heavily limping had joined us to interrogate the Alpha.

The next morning, when I went to their hotel to say goodbye before going back to the Manor, Hugo gave me a small wooden crate wrapped in a delicate white cloth. “If push comes to shove, and your Kujo can’t keep them at bay, you will need to seal the access doors to the building.” “Only the doors? Cause those buildings have a zillion windows, too. Not to mention half the roof is gone.” “Only the doors to access it from the outside, including those tunnels you told me about. You’ll find all you need to do it in this box, along with the specific prayer to achieve it.” He winked at me, smiling. “No dark entity will dare to mess with the kind of light you would summon.” He left the crate in my ha

The witch seemed to have the ability to see right through someone down to their darkest secrets. Standing in front of the witches it was hard to believe they were related. Ursula was clean cut with sharp edges and a clinical air about her despite the energy that hummed under her skin. Dagmar on the other hand was gnarled and weathered like a giant redwood and equally imposing. Chloe couldn't help but wonder if the witch had been similar to Ursula in her younger days and it was simply time that had left Dagmar as cynical as she was wise. Or perhaps Dagmar had always been like this…

A satisfied sigh escape my lips at the aroma that's hits me the moment I step into the magical room. Holy mother of chocolate. "Don't sell off my house before I come back." Xavier says to Jordan who has a apron tied around his waist. The best thing I love about Jordan is that he cooks like a chef from heaven. Serving delicious dishes to is mortal humans. "You can take the day off." Xavier who I haven't noticed before push pass me with a cold breeze. "Wait." I yell, before running to catch up with him. Those long legs of him are really going to get me in trouble one day.

Shhh—” Keep your voice down Harry, I'm sure there's been a lot of mysterious figures stalking us lately! Harry just nodded, and it didn't take long. Kirey came with tea already served on the table. The girl sat next to Harry with a frown on her face. Harry kept quiet, about who they were and the truth about it. They could only ask Travold alone. Although he did not know anything about the man, he could only hope that the man could come on time. And give them an explanation that can answer the questions that are in their heads. "Why are you guys so quiet? Are you guys telepathic right now?" Kirey interrupted the two living beings who were with her. She is very upset if ignored. Especially by

Or would he just laugh that cold, mocking laugh? “Clara?” Liam squeezed my hand gently. I snapped back to the present and smiled at him. “I’m fine. Just… so happy.” Later, after the reception, the guests had gone home. Liam and I were getting ready to take a sleepy Leo home. “Mrs. Parker.” A courier stopped us. He was holding a long, narrow wooden crate. Almost the size of a coffin. "The sender was very specific about the time," the courier said. Liam tensed immediately.

Most importantly, the doors were made of metal and could be locked from the outside. This pleased Salem again. He snorted derisively. "He should, in fact, be sleeping in a kennel." "It's no rush. He's staying with me now," I said. "The doctor said my hormones are not balanced, so I need him around more often for now." Dad seemed a bit awkward, so Mom chimed in. "Use Salem, then. He's more… obedient. And he won't be dangerous." "He's not willing," I replied as I casually served Clayton his food.

Sharon knew she was dropping him at home tonight, so, they had the perfect excuse to spend a little time together. Miranda could see Professor Hammond watching him from the corner of his eye. Finally, the three of them exited the hall, and the Professor locked the door. “Hey Josh, would you mind running this up to the security desk?” He held out the key for Josh to take. Both Miranda and Josh thought this was a bit odd. Surely that was the responsibility of the professor? “Er…yeah sure.” Josh hurried off, with a final backwards glance towards the pair. Miranda suddenly felt very awkward.

“No, I mean, what are we going to do about her? She’s wearing me out, and as much as I like her, I don’t think I can babysit her anymore.” He nodded now that he understood me. “When I leave, I will take her with me. There’s a special school I think can take her.” My eyes widened in fear. “It’s not the School for Wayward Witches, is it? She’s already gotten kicked out of there.” He raised a hand to his forehead and shook his head. “No. It’s not. It’s called Mages’ Manor and it’s for mages with special needs. I think Fionna will do well under the care of Mage Pardalote.”

he asked. "It was up in the attic with everything else. I found it last Halloween, shortly after I moved into the house." "Interesting. Well, where do you want it? He should have a place of honor. You know Halloween is an unofficial holiday for wolves." Jamie gave him a skeptical look. "I don't think I've ever heard that before. Wait. You're just making it up right?" He shook his head. "Not at all. I, uh, read it somewhere before."