Dabi From Harry Potter Novelas e Histórias

An open fire, bookcases filled with spell books and a drinks cabinet, line the back wall, a vast window on one side and a painting hanging on the other wall with the history of potions on the other. Sitting on the sofa is the rest of my coven. Tobin Adnet has been my right-hand man for most of our time together. He is the best at potions, even a mere drop of something he creates and you are putty in his hands. He had ice blonde hair, a steel expression with a set jaw and broad shoulders. His pale blue eyes add to his intimidating demeanour.

"Where is the abstenum… you are obviously one of us… you know who I am, unlike the people here…" "I don't have it," I answered simply, folding my arms across my chest. My tone was sharp, clipped. "And I don't think I am what you think I am. I have never seen the abstenum, except just now, around your finger. I also don't cry blood." Darius frowned, shifting on his feet. His eyes narrowed slightly as though trying to read something hidden on my face. "What are you? You are obviously more than a witch. I wouldn't feel that connection to you if you were a mere witch."

he asks, looking me over. “Don’t give him any specifics, it’ll be better for you not to know,” Diana says, pulling away from him and moving toward me. “My Sebby is a very skilled warlock, he’s the sharpest tracker I’ve ever known and that’s saying a lot,” she continues. I nod and hold out my finger. Hope springs a claw from our other hand and I slice a little line around the outside. Sebastian steps forward, takes my hand and sniffs it.

Thaddeus blurted out and Darius burst into laughter. "Nope... Not at all..." "Then what Is she ?" "A Witch... She is Ayanna Mahatma.. The Witch of My kingdom... Lunaris!". Darius uttered proudly and Thaddeus nodded silently. He kept sipping his wine silently... "Hmm... you look.. Sad" Darius said after noticing his silence... "I just wish I know of Mahatma'S... Sapphire's mother wouldn't have kick the bucket". Thaddeus uttered, Regrets washing through his body for not being informative enough.

― Albus Dumbledore, Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire M E Y W A N G | The Asian Potterhead "I am not your friend, Hunter. I do not think we could ever be friends considering the only reason I made acquaintances with you is so that I could use you." This was not what I had planned to say to him but since the words had come out, there was no point in taking them back. I hated to see the pain reflected in his dark eyes, how his smile faltered until it was gone without a trace.

I swung the door open and glanced back at her as I said, "I mean it, Nat." * * * While not a quote from the books, Michael Gambon's Dumbledore says this to Harry in Deathly Hallows: Part 2: "Words are, in my not-so-humble opinion, our most inexhaustible source of magic. Capable of both inflicting injury, and remedying it."