Novel & Cerita Greenhouses Harry Potter

It didn’t look like the interior of a ruined castle but rather a green house where vegetation grew lush; the only thing that mattered was that the vegetation grown here had nothing to do with food, medicine or even ornamental flowers, they were pure evil with only one intent, destruction of the minds of its consumer. Chris raised his body above the ground using body lightness skill and took an aerial picture of the entire area. He threw out a handful of time bombs that were space controlled in their destruction impact, making sure they covered the entire perimeter of this greenhouse were neurotoxins were cultivated, before heading out with his men. “You will live to tell your boss that he ha

replied Old Mister Hough as he pretended to be concerned. He glanced at Naomi and noticed that her eyes were fixed not only on the herbs in the garden but also the greenhouse. "What's that greenhouse for? Why is it locked up?" Naomi asked curiously. It was exactly what Old Mister Hough was waiting to hear from her. "That's because the owner of that greenhouse is your mother." Naomi's eyes widened in shock. "My mother?" "That's right. Didn't you think it was weird that we have all these herbs in the garden when no one in the Hough family studies medicine?"

" Naia shrugged, but Abella nodded. "Yes, actually. The forest inside the greenhouse is an extension of the house. The plants being grown in there are there for a reason. Think of it like a little herb garden, but with spell components. A wizard would kill for access to it- I imagine that there are things in there that might even be extinct in the wild." "Wait, wizards? Those are real too?" Mike looked to Naia, who just rolled her eyes at him. "Yeah, I guess that makes sense."

The trail from the mansion and down the woods leads to the small greenhouse I'd set up when I'd first moved here, tucked deep into the woods behind branches and bushes was the tiny glass house I'd conjured up. I walk right through the wall feeling the tingle of magic as I enter. I look around with a smile at the pots full of plants, I imagine if I were a wolf from the poison fang pack I'd be cringing back at the smell, after all these weren't regular flowers, these were Nightshades.

Demeter said with a sniff. My gaze locked with Griff’s, who straightened. “Where’s this patio?” he asked. Demeter bustled across the room and opened a set of curtains that overlooked what was once a manicured garden but was now becoming overgrown. It stretched at least five-hundred feet with a wall around its perimeter, but even that was covered in vines. To the left of the house stood a two-story-tall glass dome which contained rows upon rows of trees and fruit bushes. She opened the patio door and pointed at a wheelbarrow and tools at the entrance of the massive greenhouse. “Move the paving stones out of the way and dig. Stop when you reach the font of magic.”

AUTHOR'S NOTE: THANK YOU SO MUCH FIR READING! PLEASE LEAVE A REVIEW TO ENCOURAGE ME. ENJOY! AURORA’S POV: The greenhouse smells like secrets. Damp earth, crushed petals, and something sharper underneath, like betrayal brewing beneath the soil. My boots crunch softly against gravel as I walk in, the flickering fairy lights above casting halos of gold and green. Arc told me to come here after classes instead of heading to the cafeteria. Since I found it, I've been on constant edge.

I simply followed. He stopped before a door at the end of a long corridor, a door I had never noticed before. It was wooden, dark, carved with runes that seemed to shimmer in the torchlight. Maddox pulled a key from his pocket and unlocked it. The air inside was warm and fragrant, thick with the scent of incense and earth. I stepped through the doorway and found myself in a greenhouse, a glass dome overhead revealing the starry sky. Plants grew in every corner, flowers I did not recognize, vines that climbed the walls, trees that had been trained to grow in spirals.

"It’s... it’s a forest inside the mountain!" The greenhouse was vast, a towering dome of reinforced obsidian-glass that arched hundreds of feet above their heads. The structure captured the fading golden rays of the setting sun, refracting the light through a complex network of automated water misters that hung from the iron framework like silver spiderwebs. Giant, pre-apocalyptic ferns unfurled their vibrant green fronds over the stone walkways, and thick, twisty vines crawled up the structural pillars, bearing heavy clusters of sweet mountain grapes.

the room had a Green evasion of Light Eminating in the room giving it a bright color. and guess what.. the light was coming out from her Magical pots and Staff. "Wow!". Louis mumbled as he walk further in, in admiration. his heart was beating loudly on his chest as he scan the room. The Magical Pots filled with Green lights. Cupboards filled with different colorful liquids in small glass. Magical Tools,, Herbs and Portions...images of gods and goddesses,, symbols of Elements,, Zodiac signs and last but not the least... protective charms... "What's all these". Louis mumbled out as he feed his eyes with each and every one of the creepy stuffs his eyes met.

he said, and my eyes dropped to his big, strong hands. "I see," I said, biting my lower lip to stop my mind from spiraling. Richard guided me to a beautiful greenhouse, calling it breathtaking was an understatement... it was just— The greenhouse stood tall in the middle of his farde, its glass walls framed by strong white wood, allowing the golden rays of the sun to filter through. The moment we stepped inside, the scent hit me—earthy, like clean sand after rain, mixed with the faint, sweet fragrance of flowers.