Dobby Harry Potter Novels & Stories

Dupont of the Alchemy Department, Prof. Reginald Morell of Arcane Arts, Prof. Dimitrio of Herbology, and Prof. Raevers of charms. There was also a hooded person with them who seemed to be floating on air, beside whom stood the groundskeeper and head of Cryptozoology, Damien Wolvesbane. “Pan Phineas!” Dorin called to the hooded person who slightly tilted his head.

There were so many more a centaur with stalls for each one, three little elves, vampires, witches, even a pool in the back for the mermaids. You could agree that it wasn’t the best looking but if It could hold all of us then it has to have some type of magic in it. I took a big deep breath out not noticing that I was holding it, looking back at Daisy I saw how her silky black hair was all over the place. Likewise, I took my hand out combing it with my hands indicating to her about her hair she looked at me with shock a Scooby-Doo face. She quickly grabbed my hand away from her hair and put it down in my lap rumbling in her hand purse then pulling out a hot pink comb to match her purse.

“This looks more magnificent today.” Dumbledore complimented. “Oh!! Actually I did some refurnishing during the weekend. But here it is, a space has been made for you.” I mumbled as we entered the lift. “And over there.” I pointed at the end of the hall and the door had a bold inscription, “ASSOS. DUMBLEDORE VOLDEMORT”, he smiled as he saw how his name was boldly written. “Woah!! Such formality!!” He snapped.

"Tobby, darling, did you ever met someone that look like aunty Molie, in the past perhaps?" He glanced at Molie for a second than me. I knew he gulped and then nodded his head. "Wait, you met someone like me?" Molie lifted her eyebrows. "Tobby, boy, do you know who I am?" "A witch?" His small voice sounded so certain. "Holy shi..." I glared at Finn and he didn't finish his words. "I mean, could it be Mira that he was seeing?" Finn looked at us then Tobby. The boy looked like he ws holding his anger.

Draco's deathly aura when he entered the van indicated he was in one of his worst moods, which was very surprising considering he had been with the lady boss just a few moments ago. Let's face it, Draco had finally been showing human emotions these past few weeks ever since he met Miss Jones. The man was previously like a robot who, apart from his deathly glares and his signature frigid scowl that always adorned his face, showed no emotion that could tell you what he was thinking or feeling inside.

But her excitement and conviction made me believe that it was real. "Wait, so there are actually people with magical powers?" I asked, trying to wrap my head around this new information. "Yes, and it's not just limited to humans. There are also fantastic creatures like dragons, unicorns, and even talking paintings," She replied, her eyes sparkling with wonder. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. It sounded like a world full of endless possibilities and adventure. "And the best part is, Harry Potter, the famous wizard, goes to Hogwarts too. He's the chosen one, destined to defeat the dark wizard, Lord Voldemort," Renee continued, her voice filled with excitement.

I quickly grab some casual clothes from our walk-in closets and stuff them in our bags. I closed Edgar’s bag. There is only one more thing to place in my bag, a thing I would never travel without. My wand, Dora. She is an old wooden wand made of oak. Oak from my family tree. “It’s nearly time to avenge them,” I said, stroking her before I carefully placed her in my bag.