Dopey From Harry Potter Novels & Stories

He fished out a Spirulina tablet and shoved it into the limp form of Dilip. Officer Harry looked tensed. He took a step back and so did the mousy haired little guy, balancing the umbrella lest his master gets hurt by a falling diamond. Dilip stirred feebly. He flickered his left eye, then his left. He took a deep breath, choked as he took in a vape of methane and sat up, shaking his head. “Mr. Raghuvanshi,” said Harry “Are you fit to talk?” He nodded. “Do you know who I am? Yeah! And do you recognize this dwarf laying there?”

"Indifference and neglect often do much more damage than outright dislike." — Albus Dumbledore, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix * H U N T E R J O N E S | The Lovestruck Bad Boy It had been a really good day. I had gotten to spend time with Mey, helping her with homework and telling her my life story. I let out a dreamy sigh, which made me look like Ron after he accidentally drank the love potion. Except that I didn't need a love potion to be crazy about Mey.

*pop* With a low 'pop', a small humanoid creature with rugged leathery skin and pointy long ears appeared at the right of Susan's chair. Said creature was no taller than a meter, and used a white sheet as a toga to dress. The toga had a Hogwarts shield embroidered in the height of the small humanoid creature chest, where the heart would be. "Did Missy Susan call Dimpy? What can Dimpy do to Missy?"

She thought hard, "Oh my God, Bianca! Did you seriously just quote a Harry Potter character to real witches?!" The two sisters gave each other questioning looks. It was the first time they had heard this person's name. Darya grinned at Bianca as she leaned forward slightly, pushing the leather pouch with her fingertips." I don't know a Severus Snape. For his fame to have reached humans, he must be a fabulous wizard." Bianca hiccupped in surprise and quickly changed the subject. "So this bag contains...?" "It's a contraceptive tea," Darya explained calmly. However, her pupils could no longer maintain a fixed focus, and her usually sumptuous ebony-black skin seemed to lose its luster.

"You're Oberon! The fairy prince and the one who can control all four seasons!" I laugh. "Sleepy is the fairy prince? Dude, he can't even..." I stop talking then and stare at Sleepy, who smugly sips on his coffee. His leg is bent over the other, and I meet his mischievous expression with a smile. The bastard didn't fall asleep. "You're awake..." Sleepy nods, looking rather proud of himself. "I've been practicing, and Maze is right, I'm Oberon, the fairy prince,"

I was about to knock when the door suddenly opened on its own Wow! Their door is hightech huh! I just went in and I saw an old man sitting in a chair with his hand on the table. He is old but his complexion does not have any wrinkles. He also sat up straight and his body still looked strong. He looks like the Dumbledore of Harry Potter! His hair is also white and he has a long mustache like dumbledore! Could it be that Dumbledore has a missing twin? Oh my god! I’m getting crazy!

Not a while she joined him when she sounded so stupid now. "We still have to watch your stupid harry potter and all the those useless crap pointers." he said later while Daeira was woken up from being mesmerized by how good he looked in a happy face. ***

“What is this?” “Do you watch the series called harry potter?” He asked, and when still don’t get it, he explained, “You know, some fantasy that humans made about us supernaturals.” He then pointed at his little gift, “That character is named Remus Lupin, the werewolf there.” I nodded my head, looking at the little human that transforms into a wolf keychain type. “And? What should I do with this?” I asked again. “I hope you’ll keep it.” He trailed off, his tone narrowing but then he cleared his throat, “Are you happy today? Did I somehow convince you that I’m serious?”

A clearing of a throat made him look down, and he had to press his lips together to keep from laughing when he saw an elderly dwarf appear below him. The dwarf was chubby and had red cheeks. He was wearing a red Phrygian cap, blue cotton pants, and, most importantly, a red and white checkered shirt similar to the Alpha of the Serene Moon. He kept a wooden pipe clenched between his teeth and looked at Harry with a critical eye. "Bonne tchour," said Harry. His English accent left no doubt about his foreign origins here. "Qu'est-ce qu'il dit ? (What's he saying?)" the dwarf grumbled.

he clears a throat. I tilt my head up, only to my surprise; right in front of me is an elderly man. It's no average man with no average height, but a huge man. I mean, this man is more significant than a giant. He wore white and gold clothing, had long white wavy hair and a beard covering his whole chin, and had golden eyes, but he was different from Dominic. This man's eyes shine like the sun. It's like looking at Albus Dumbledore from Harry Potter.