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“I’d have gone with deluded detective, but look at the muscles on him…” Siobhanny spun furiously away from them, shrinking down into a tousled haired teenager in robes who adjusted his glbuttes. Harry Potter slunk go to me with the sexiness of a lap dancer. I pointed at Siobhanny, when I backed away. “Now I know you’re screwing with me.”

― 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.

Harry said. Romeo mulled over his words and nodded. "Okay, a picture of the person? And the name?" He asked. "Just a minute," Harry responded. He had no picture of Robert, but he could g****e him and his pictures would pop up.

What kept me stable. Natalie's party was going to be a blast. The teen was a Potterhead like I've never seen before. She'd showed me pictures of her room on her phone. Everything was done in Hufflepuff's black and yellow. She even had a stuffed toy badger she'd named Puffles.

When they arrived at the door of Master Dubois' room, there was fortunately no 'person in laboratory' sign, so Christine knocked gently. The door creaked open. The door was opened by an elderly man in his sixties, with a white beard and wearing a robe. The picture found online is a rough idea of what a mage looks like, but the colour of the robe is based on the book. Master Dubois,' Christine gave a magician's salute. Master is just a respectful title here, Dubois is actually just a senior mage. Christine, you're back,' Master Du Bois led Christine into the room and rang the magic bell to summon the apprentice to prepare a drink.

You said she… Megan- Nah, I just assumed and he hasn’t corrected me soo… Harry- Of course the bartender is a woman. I’m not researching creative cocktails to get attention from a man! Ryann- Alright, alright. Just checking. Is she cute? Harry- IMG.1 He sends a selfie. He’s winking at the camera and once again I’m struck with how easily he could be mistaken for an actor or something. He really is gorgeous. Dark hair, blue eyes. It occurs to me that I should really ask what he actually does for a living. I search the photo and I can see a woman in the background of the photo. It’s blurry, all I can really make out is that she has wavy blonde hair and that she seems pretty short. At least I thi

She just said 'ALHOMOHRA' the harry potter spell used for opening doors magically. " What nonsense Davina ! " said the boy and moved away. " S...Sorry ... Stathis ." said the girl. Stathis didn't say anything just raised his hands in to show it's okay. Davina then turned back to Cynthia and Ada to apologize. She looked a bit embarrassed. She was about to say sorry that Cynthia and Ada spoke together smiling, " It's okay muggle's won't understand." This made Davina smile. " OH Great, New potter heads in Tombstone high. By the way am Davina a Slytherin., s he said.

Dabby just looked at me so weirdly, probably trying to understand my question, as she just turned to make eye contact with her mother. They probably didn't want things to be too awkward for everyone. "It was a picture that I took with a dear friend. Years back," she answered and raised the picture for me to see. It was a boy and a girl with very short hair. They were standing side to side, and they were smiling brightly. They were both cute too. 'Why was the young boy in the picture looking like a replica of me?'

"I took a sample and sent it to Dan to test, will have the results tonight or tomorrow morning." That said, from the details just now, both of them could deduce that the potion was of the same type as the one possessed by Demon.S. "By the way, I took a picture." Harry pulled out his phone and pushed it toward Lars. “Here is it” Lars' pupils moved slightly. Seeing Lars' frown, Harry tilted his head and asked "Do you know him?" "It's the runaway vampire I saw the other day," Lars immediately replied. That vampire was the one who reminded Lars to be careful and now…

Instantly the dizziness disappeared, Harry immediately punched the driver and asked him about the photo. "Sir, I'm sorry, madam who sent the picture to me," said the driver after being beaten by Harry. "You want to slander my wife? Are you tired of living?" Harry was even more emotional hearing that. "Sir, I'm not lying, in fact I have a lot of pictures," said the driver. With trembling hands he opened his phone and showed me the photo. To be honest, he was really scared right now. Harry really couldn't believe what he was seeing, more than ten photos of Sarra were in it. When reading in skimpy clothes, when leaving the bathroom wearing a towel and then playing on the cellphone.