Novel & Cerita Harry Destroys The Wizarding World Fanfiction

“And stop blaming the world.” Sophie looked at him, her eyes wet. “Then what?” Harry stood, placing money on the table for their drinks. “Find someone who can help you. Not me. I won’t be a tool for hurting others again.” He put on his jacket. Sophie stood as well, uncertain. “You’re leaving?” Harry nodded. “I hope you find a path that doesn’t lead to destruction.”

And both are impossibilities. Kael killed Harry. I wasn't there, but I heard the tale. How Harry had lost himself, how he'd tried to kill me, how Kael had had no choice but to bring him down. The pack had been quiet about the details, not wanting to traumatize me further if they could help it, but the result was clear. Harry was dead. So who was at the creek?

“Your daddies taught me there are no moral codes in war.” The room tilts. I can hear my own breathing now — shallow, too fast. I try to slow it, but panic is a living thing clawing at my ribs. “They scarred MY children,” Harry continues, and for a flicker of a second, something almost human flashes across his face. Hurt. Twisted into hatred. “Broke them.” His jaw tightens. “And now I’m going to do the same. One son of each monster will suffer, before they themselves beg for death.”

- Harry finally breaks the silence. I start to explain how we found out about Karen and everything she told us about him. I assured him that we were already together when I found out about her and that she did want me to destroy him, but I couldn’t because I ended up falling for him. I told them how I fear for Henry’s life and how unstable Karen is. I told them everything she’s ever said to us, and they explain every single lie that she told us.

The sorceress told him pointing at the many dark evil soul's inside a transparent golden casket. Ellen laughed out and suddenly the ground beneath their feets shook vigorously that Ellen had to touch the wall of the cave for support. "What was that?" He asked after the shaking had stopped. "Willow's DragonWolf, he is very furious. By tomorrow, the chains used to hold him will be broken and hell will be let loose." The sorceress answered with a smile. "And don't worry about Henry finding the girl, even if they eventually find her, to stop the curse she must sacrifice her life. I would have been glad if it was Willow who had ate the apple."

It was something I had always wanted to do. Now, with his mind completely broken, I had the perfect reason. "Darling, don't leave me," he begged. "Please don't leave me here." I patted his face, suddenly feeling amused. "Darling? I'm not your wife anymore. You've killed me with your own hands." I hoped the psychiatric ward could cleanse Gideon of his sins. In the end, I donated all five million dollars to the Children's Fund. March's spring breeze blew gently.

“I gave birth to you. So when I tell you to do something. You do it. And that asshole… for laying his filthy hands on you, he got what he deserved. He's lucky he's not even ten feet under by now! How dare he?” “W-what did you… do to Arthur?” Ana asked in a trembling voice, tears still trickling down. “What did you di to him?” Harry stretched out his hand, “Give me your phone.” “Answer me! Where's… Arthur?” “I said, give me your phone!” Harry snarled, “Don't make me repeat myself again.” With shaky hands, she reached for her phone and handed it to him. He snatched it away from her and smashed it on the floor, breaking it into pieces, making everyone jump out of their skin.

What had frightened Harry? Had they finally done something so unforgivable to Sigrid that she was out to end their life? Talen was not sure that he could save Harry if that was the case. Harry would have to run to the other side of the world and hope that distance and time took the edge off Sigrid’s anger.

From it came a wave of power that turned air to ash, ripping through armor and shadow alike. I joined her, not as a protector, but as her equal, her mate, her storm twin. For every enemy that came, ten more fell. Blood painted the stones, but we did not waver. We were cleansing this place of its lies. And then, in the final moment of clarity before chaos returned, Harry made his last, desperate command. "Kill them both!" he screamed, madness dripping from every syllable. His voice echoed through the arena like a curse, triggering the last wave of killers he had held in reserve. I looked at Samantha. She looked at me. We nodded. If this was the end, we would meet i

For a moment, Harry's smile faltered, but he quickly recovered and agreed. He had spent seven years carefully setting a trap and playing his part, enduring everything. In the end, he got nothing. That was why he had gone mad, colluded with his female friend to destroy me in the cruelest way ever, and driven my parents to desperation so he could claim everything he had coveted. There was no way I was going to let him get away with it. A mudball should stay in the bottomless swamp where it belonged.