Gilderoy Lockhart Books Novels & Stories

“I’ll definitely focus on my textbooks and lock in. You're a lifesaver.” We sat quietly for a minute, him munching and me fiddling with my phone case to keep my hands busy. My mind wandered back to the journal, the texts, but then curiosity nudged me and Professor Lockhart’s name popped into my head suddenly. The way I'd written about him in those pages, his calm voice commanding me to strip, his hands steady as he prepped my hole with lube before sliding in slowly, making me beg him to move faster. Heat flickered low in my gut, uninvited, and I shifted on the bench, hoping Liam didn't notice anything.

Darryl’s smile fades as he looked at his brown eyes, remembering the first time he really looked into them. “What’s wrong?” Goldie asks as he shows Darryl the book. “You really want that?” He asked again, taking the book from his hands, “You could’ve chosen Harry Potter or something.” “Yes, I want this,” Goldie replies shortly. Darryl looks at the book cover and looks back at Goldie. “I guess it suits you.” After paying for their items, the two males exit the bookstore. Darryl looks at his phone’s clock and realized that it was almost time for lunch. He turns to Goldie and asks,

"I will do everything within my power to save your child." With utmost care, Draco scooped me up in his arms, cradling me against his chest as he carried me to the inner chamber. Laying me down gently on the cool floor, he retrieved a worn spellbook, its pages crackling with ancient knowledge. His eyes skimmed the text as his fingers traced the faded glyphs upon the pages, his voice resonating with a mixture of power and vulnerability as he began to chant the incantations that promised to defy the natural order.

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I did the same, allowing a single tear to fall from my eye. Together, we watched as our combined essence dripped onto the lock of the book, the magic swirling and shimmering with power. "You might want to step back for a moment," Professor Black warned. "I'm not sure what sort of reaction the book will have to the spell breaking." I nodded, a tinge of nervousness fluttering in my chest as I took a step back, gripping Alex's hand tightly. The air crackled with anticipation as the magic surged, enveloping the book in a radiant glow. Slowly, the lock began to click open, the sound echoing through the chamber like a triumphant melody.

He looked at me with confusion mixed with curiosity. "I'm going to make a potion. A potion that can even pump back the heart of a corpse that died of fever. So, I'm going to try it. I'm sure it will work." "Take the books in drawer number three-eight along with a large wooden box. Don't forget anything. Carry them as safely as possible and out of sight of the other servants. I..." My words were cut short as someone placed his index finger in front of my lips. My forehead furrowed as my attention was drawn to the person.

“I have Grimoires that list the different spells and incantations, and if that is what Nash is indeed searching for, he will try to find them, “ Kirill growled. “Did Gerald inform you about their location,” I questioned and he nodded. “They are in the storage building that is next to the infirmary and locked up tightly,” he answered then added, “I will go through the boxes tomorrow and see what I can discover.” I offered Lennox and my help but he shook his head. “The books are tainted and only individuals who carry a certain percentage of darkness can handle them,” he mumbled softly. “Then how did Gerald move them?” “He wore gloves,” he stammered, and I informed him that we could as well, gi

A deafening crack echoed as the relic splintered, its energy dissipating into nothingness. The golems froze mid-stride, their forms crumbling into piles of inert stone. Velmont exhaled in relief and turned to make his way back to Gertrude. Meanwhile, in the library, Gertrude sat in the chair to catch her breath. Soon, a familiar figure emerged in the darkness, and she was forced to face off against her former student, Jacques. The wizard stood atop a staircase, his staff glowing with arcane runes. Books and scrolls floated around him, each imbued with deadly magic.

Fortunately, either he was just too upset to see me there or he was now so into being Gail’s lover that I no longer attracted him because he seemed not to notice my reaction to him. Forcing my body to move past him, I did my best to sound cool and calm. “I could ask the same of you. The last I heard, you were locked up.” He flashed me a wicked grin. “I still am.” I stopped and studied him. I had absolutely no idea what he was talking about. Seeing that I was struggling to make sense of his statement, he closed the door and leaned against it as he asked, “Duplicity 101. What has your magic tutor been teaching you, anyway?”

His red eyes deepened, indicating his desire to sort things out. "One of the book of history has gone missing last night. The Book of Creation. And then this morning, it is found on its shelf again. Not a piece was taken nor changed," Merko said. I had been to their library a couple of times and had seen that book. However, due to my very busy schedule, I could not read it since I have to prioritize knowing more about potions. "It is not allowed to take the books out of the bibliotheca. How come that it has gone missing? Who was patroling last night?" Yamiko asked.