Description Hogwarts Houses Novels & Stories

I felt a small smile make its way onto my lips as her seated position reminded me of a small child waiting to hear a bedtime story. "It's where the students gather in the ballroom to be formally placed in your house. There's the blue house, my house, which are the lykans." "Red house which is Lamia. Yellow house for the seers. Purple for half-caste and green for faes." "There's a huge sporting week at the end of each year where the houses compete for bragging rights and seven free days off of school," Hunter inputted, seeming excited to compete against the other houses as if he's still in high school.

There were to be no lectures today. After the assembly students crowded the notice board to check which house they belong to. I quickly went to meet up with Sandra, we both exchanged greetings and we went together to the notice board to check for our names. The House was separated into four houses. YELLOW, BLUE, RED and GREEN HOUSE After 5 minutes of struggling to get past the crowd, we finally were in a good place to see our names on the board. Sandra saw her name first. ”Wow! I am in YELLOW HOUSE!" She said, sounding excited.

He asked through clenched teeth as he effortlessly dragged the prey, which must have weighed at least 200 kg. “I don't know, maybe Devon, Klaus, or something like that,” I replied. “You watch too many shows.” He shrugged and growled. “You didn't know we existed?” “Creatures like you? We all know. I also know about the treaties between the species. I didn't know we could understand what you were saying,” I confessed, recalling my father's stories about our world beyond the city's borders. “There's a bit of everything, and the world is ruled by houses: wolves (first house), witches and wizards (second house), humans (third house), and undefined species (like the Fourth House). The classificati

She lost her husband when her daughter was only ten, so she had spent a lot of her best years without a man around, and it really showed. After Thomas introduced Hera, he headed over to Hogwart’s place, where that notoriously nasty dog greeted him with an enthusiastic lick when he bent down to say hi. “Ah, Lord Thomas. What brings you here?” “I’m here to talk to you on behalf of my father.” Hogwart’s expression shifted slightly. “Come in, come in. I was just about to pour some excellent ale.” Hogwart, just shy of fifty, welcomed the future Laird of Coinnich into his home like he had done many times before.

“They will never even realize they turned by the time they’re away from the island.” “Huh, that’s cool.” I look at the castle off in the distance. As it gets closer, I realize just how big it is. Of course it’s big. It’s a castle. “Welcome to Hogwarts,” I mumble to myself. “Hog what?” Puma asks. “Hogwarts,” I repeat. “What?” “You know,” I say. “The school from Harry Potter.” “Who’s Harry Potter?” I narrow my eyes as I look at him.

Marco had the most advanced defense against supernaturals, particularly vampires and demons. The headmistress of the school is a high ranking member of the House of Hecate. That's why the whole school is covered with a magical barrier. For some reason, humans trust witches and wizards more than any other supernatural beings. Maybe because, aside from being immortal and having magical powers, they looked a lot like humans. The fact that they don't eat people or drink blood probably helped.

The mountain stronghold appeared through the trees like a promise kept. Its walls were higher than when Elif had left, its towers taller, its gates wider. The half-bloods had been busy during her absence, building and expanding, turning a refuge into a fortress. Banners flew from the battlements, not the old Council's symbols but something new: a white wolf on a field of green, the emblem of the new order.

’ She bit her lip and held back a sigh. She knew about the sorting system. It was all in the handbook. There were four houses students were sorted into based on, obviously, what type of supernatural they were. Lupercalia for werewolves, Nosferatu for vampires, Ignis, and Antheion for phoenixes and faes, respectively. Humans would be sorted into one of them based on which they had the most affinity to. But according to the Headmaster, it was better for Layla to stay in a rundown cabin instead of endangering the lives of other students. “I stay in a separate dorm,” Layla simply stated, hoping she doesn’t question further.

“His name is Edmond Michael,” Janeka said, mimicking her mother. “The most powerful warlock. He who destroys and takes life as though it were his creation.” “We’re here.” Freya said interrupting the girls who were busy giggling at the impersonation. They had just moved into Weston Hills, a whole new environment and a fresh start. As Hayley pulled her bags out of the trunk she looked over at the house. A middle-class convenient structure with a lush green lawn and daisy bushes that hugged the white picket fence around it which opened up to the stone path leading straight to the front door, it was the limit to Freya’s savings from her part-time job, not much but Hayley had a feeling she was go