Fortuna Major Harry Potter の小説・ストーリー

I’m prepared to settle in for a while to watch some kids show but it ends not long after we find our seats. “So, we’ve watched cartoons. You know what that means…” Harry trails off, pure delight on his face. Oh I am not sure I want to hear the answer to this. He makes eye contact with me briefly and I am all but certain he is about to spout out some come on or innuendo and embarrass me further. “What?” I ask warily. “It’s time to build a FORT!” He declares, jumping to his feet and letting go of me at last. I feel suddenly cold without him beside me. Wait, did he say build a fort?

We reached the base of the spire just as the moon broke through the clouds. And there she was. Headmistress Morwen. She stood at the center of the summoning circle, her silver-streaked hair lifted by the wind, She carried the Obsidian box in her hands. The Key to the Shadow Vault. The one thing that could unleash the Hollow Army, an army of cursed souls bound to the will of its master. Harry stepped from the darkness. His presence warped the air, bending light and shadow. His silver eyes burned, not with triumph, but with something darker.

But she saw some strange letters in the jotter and on close inspection she realized that it was actually an undoing spell. “ Mathias.... Look at this, ” Fateema Fatta said, showing Mathias the jotter. “ Where did you get this from? ” Mathias asked, totally bewildered. “ It fell from Clara's mum's pocket, ” Fateema explained. “ What is that? ” Dr Ellen asked. “ We might just be able to save Clara, this is an undoing spell, ” Mathias said and the spirit inside the room was lifted. Everyone started believing again, Clara still had hope to live......

He asked a blush creeping on his cheeks “She is good” I told him “Umm…is… Is she here today I didn’t see her “he ask the not meeting my eyes He is a looking so adorable right now “no she is not here , she has some issues to solve” I told him “Oh! Okay “, he said disappointedly ~ The party was over and I was searching for Lucas but I couldn’t find him I started at my phone and call my logs but hen I Remember I. Don’t. have. His. Freaking. Number

I said in one breath and I could feel him giving me a stink eye but I don’t care. “OMG, I can’t believe this, Harry is getting his sight back. Mom!” Veronica ran out of the room to call her mom from the shop. Veronica and their mom walked into the room few minutes later grinning from ear to ear about the news that they just heard. “Is it true Harry?” Their mum asked and he nodded before he broke the news to them by himself, that he’s not going. “Nonsense, you’re definitely going son, you need to get your sight back” As much as I trusted their mom to be a no nonsense person, she didn’t disappoint. She’s just as stubborn as Harry himself.

The fact that him being the actual God of Good fortune was out in the open for all council members was nerve reckoning. "No actually I'll need you to come to my office after the meeting so we can discuss this." Luther said just to The God of Good Fortune. The God of Good fortune gave a small nod of approval before going back to his drink. The God of Good Fortune was one of the biggest drinkers and Partiers of the whole Magical realm, so he always was nursing a drink where ever he went. Noone had ever really seen him Sober besides Mazaya who was the cause of all his partying.

Chapter 11: The Hike Shahida and I went to the nearby shop they called Fortluck. It sells magic potions, accessories they believe could alter their future, and services like foreseeing. The owner lends his bathroom for Shahida to get dressed and fix herself. While in the living room that connects his sacred place where he does his service, he offers me tea he made personally. According to him, it's tea that puts your mind at ease. “Thank you,” I said while smiling. I put the tea cup on the table.

“You know I hate lateness. Or were you hoping to warn your houseguests I was coming?” “I doubt they frighten easily.” Vera turned back to Anya, smile poised but empty. “And this must be… the addition.” Anya extended a hand. “Anya Petrova.” Vera didn’t shake it. Instead, she looked down at Zoe. “And the heiress to the second complication, I presume.” Zoe blinked. “I don’t know what that means.” Vera crouched slightly, maintaining perfect posture even in motion. “It means you’re a very… surprising little girl.”