Don't Let The Muggles Get You Down Novels & Stories

“It is resistant to magic, no matter what you do it won’t budge.” ——— Liking the story please vote, comment and leave a review! Orz!

“I can lose weight, but no amount of reading would make you intelligent.” A wave erupted in the crowd, followed by whispering and muttering. After years, I had stood my ground, and it made me proud. Happy too, but there was a sense of disgust because I had stooped to the level of these people. “Oh please,” A soft voice came out, and instantly stole everyone’s attention. “It seems you want attention so badly, because it’s silly that someone like you thinks she can stand tall.” Kenna spoke, and my blood ran cold.

Murmurs erupted through the crowd, and I could feel their unease growing. “Gilly, that’s not true,” I said firmly, trying to keep my voice calm. “Whatever you’re feeling, it’s the witches’ influence. We can help you.” “Help me?” Gilly laughed bitterly with tears streaming down her face. “You can’t even help yourself. You brought this upon us! The rogues, the witches—all of it. It follows you, like a curse.” Her words cut deep, but I forced myself to stay steady. “This isn’t you, Gilly,” I said softly. “This is their magic talking. Let me help you break free of it.”

he began, but his words were silenced by Anastasia's sudden advance. Already flushed with the warmth of the alcohol, Anastasia leaned in, her lips finding Harry's in a passionate kiss. The scent of her favourite red wine lingered on her breath, a testament to her evening's indulgence. Harry was taken aback, the unexpected kiss catching him off guard. He could taste the sweetness of the wine on her lips, a tantalizing blend of desire and intoxication. "No, you're drunk," he murmured, but his protest was drowned out by Anastasia's insistent plea.

"You're…we’re all weak…we’re nothing more than pawns in his twisted game." "No, we’re not weak," Maggie shook her head, her blue eyes sparking with anger. "We’re not proud of this either. But if we could do something, we would. We don’t have the power to stop him—Aurora and neither do we know how. We’re all teenagers! How can anyone expect us to fight this man who has us all prisoners for his sick game?"

"Go cast your extremely powerful spell now, please." "Well if it isn't your unlucky day," Kiran hissed back. "You got yourself a muggle who didn't receive an admission letter from Hogwarts instead of a smart and capable witch so I won't be able to cast any spells for you!" "A mug-what?!" Noorh asked, staring baffled at Kiran. "You know what? I don't care anymore. I'm not even going to ask about whatever you just said. I'm just going to think about how we're going to get out of this mess so do me a huge favor, and shut up." He then narrowed his eyes at the cloud barrier in front of them, trying to sense how close the winged serpents were from where they were.

I said to Mum “Don't worry dear, Our Moon is strong, they can't take him down just with a simple push”

"You don't have to keep putting me down. I know I'm not useful." Ron said, "What do you mean 'what's theirs is theirs'? They sent you to Valtara to marry into the Hagrid family. Do you have any idea how much they benefited from that?"

Emma broke into a sardonic laughter. Like a maniac that had lost her reasoning, she spat, “No wonder, you’re blind. I thought they said that the Quinn family are law-abiding citizens and are honest people. Your Quinn family is nothing but scum! Abusing power and oppressing the less powerful. I tell you, Mister, if my friend is not found, I promise you, I’ll be the nightmare you can never get rid of! And that golden sister of yours, hehe, she won’t see me coming.”

Picking up the globe, I wondered what I could do to bring people like him on my side. “How do I release him from this… contraption?” I asked. “Didn’t you hear everything I said? If we let him go, it’ll bring trouble.” “Just tell me the spell.” Later at dinnertime, I grabbed myself a pack of root beer and fried chicken to go from Maggie’s. Humming under my breath, I strolled to my apartment. The globe remained where I left it on the dresser when I arrived.