Harry Destroys The Wizarding World Fanfiction นิยาย & เรื่องราว

My son needed help, but I didn’t even know where to begin. Before I could say more, Harry spun on his heel and started toward his room, his small shoulders stiff with anger. “Harry,” I called after him. He didn’t stop. Didn’t even glance back. The sound of his door closing echoed like a warning. This was serious. First Bae’s memory loss, now Harry seeing someone who didn’t exist. My mind raced. Maybe the Pack witch could help. The first time he mentioned Olena was during the ritual, right in the middle of it he’d whispered about a crush on her. Whatever this was, it started that night.

Anything! “I didn't think the worst; I saw it with my own fucking eyes. Do you expect me to be smiling and jumping when I'm with someone who can kill another person as if he were an animal?” She spat, looking at him in disbelief as tears streamed down her face. Alexa couldn't help it; she couldn't pretend to be okay with everything she found out today. Whether he was Morgan or Draco, she didn't want him in her life anymore.

And then, Harry went after his mate who ditched him because he was a vampire. Then, about a week after he told me he was going to her kingdom to talk to her brother so that they could be together, I got a call from Harry that he finally found our sister. At first, I didn’t want to believe and have false hope but the evidence he presented was just too much to be ignored. I cried that night when he sent a photo of her to me and she was everything like me.

My hands moved on my instincts as I pulled my hands backward, protecting the urn at any cost. But, Harry, driven by rage and annoyance, snatched the urn from my hands. "Harry, no!" I screamed, but it was too late. With a cynical laugh, Harry threw the urn against the stone walkway. The ceramic shattered into a thousand jagged teeth, and a cloud of grey dust scattered into the wind, coating the hem of Harry’s polished shoes.

Harry thought. Harry felt a sharp pain, after realizing the whole truth. He turned to face Arthur with his hard glare. "My words remain the same! I will never change them! This slut of a woman, would never get to see her son again. And you who claim to be her baby's daddy, I would advise you don't even make an attempt to get the kid away from me otherwise I will kill you and feed your flesh to the ravens." Harry said with his eyes directly at Arthur, who only looked for a few seconds and eventually moved his eyes away from him. Harry's look was so impossible to behold. Harrh looked like a beast that would cause havoc on earth.

“And send word to Rosie. Tell her I want Damien on his knees before she sees them again.” One of them hesitated. “What about Harry?” I looked back at the house. His body lay on the porch, still and empty. “Leave him,” I said. “Let Rosie find him.” Pain makes people desperate. Desperate people make mistakes. And mistakes get me the throne. As we disappeared into the woods, I smiled. Harry was dead. The boys were mine. And Rosie would break. All I had to do now was wait for Damien to come crawling

“There is no ‘us’. Never has, never would be. I'd rather be exiled than be with someone like you." "Wrong words." Harry snarled, "You are not giving me much of a choice!" he spun, grabbed a porcelain vase from the nearby shelf - painted with gold moons - and smashed it on the floor. Time stood still. I stared in shock, heart beating fast in my chest. Harry suddenly screamed. “How could you? That was Luna’s collection! Are you insane? Is this supposed to be revenge?” No, no, no, goddess, please no. I dropped to the floor to gather the pieces, but it was too late.

Frowning, he said, "Mr. Chase, something … has happened to Mr. Harry again." After the commotion the last time, Henry had asked Wade to keep an eye on Harry. Wade was to report to him immediately if something happened. Henry paused in the midst of tidying his shirt. "What happened?" "It seems… Mr. Harry and Ms. Yule's son had died in a fire. In a spur of the moment, Ms. Yule threatened to die together with Mr. Harry. Mr. Harry…" Wade was hesitant to continue. "What happened to my brother? Go on!"

Harry said, brutally, and Maya broke down in tears. Her hard work is beginning to go downhill, even when her fingers got cut, Harry paid no attention to her. He looks comfortable seeing her in that position but to her,it feels as if her beauty was ruined. She was forced to wear a bandage to cover her hand, where her fingers were cut off from. He typically chops off her wrist. “Babe, I never cheat on you, I would never cheat on you” “Keep lying to yourself” Harry said, and went to take his phone and car key as he walked out on them. He got outside, and saw his personal assistant Elliot coming over to his side holding a cup of tea.

The clash of powers was intense, but in the end, it was the purity of Alex's heart and the strength of their convictions that prevailed. With a final burst of energy, Alex banished Morgana's darkness, restoring balance to The Enchanted Realm. The realm erupted in celebration, and its magical essence hummed with newfound harmony. As the sun rose on a new day, Alex stood before the jubilant inhabitants of The Enchanted Realm, a symbol of hope and courage. They had fulfilled their destiny as the hero, not just for The Enchanted Realm but for all the interconnected realms in the tapestry of magic.