Harry Potter Blind Boxes 소설 & 이야기

Most of the books had scribbles but I really didn't mind as long as I could read. Something caught my eye behind a stack of Enid Blyton's books on the upper shelf. Something shiny. I wheeled back, trying to get a good look at the mysterious cover. Holy. Macaroni. Was that Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban? I just had to get that book.

She says to Uhtred, he rolls his eyes, “Whatever, geeks.” “Hey, don’t knock Harry Potter man.” Troy says coming up behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist. I giggle and take Nicklaus from Uhtred for some much-needed baby cuddles then I open more presents from people, my sisters got me clothes and shoes, my little brother got me Harry Potter Bluetooth headphones, which are super cool but also a really strange gift. But then Troy hands me a big box with a new laptop and I suddenly realise what the headphones are for.

I shrugged. “Nah, I don’t think my mum will be too surprised.” I said. “Last year at Bella’s birthday I told my mum to get a rare original copy of Harry Potter’s Chamber of Secrets. It’s Bella’s favorite copy and i was too shy, I gifted her without a card or a note so she couldn’t tell it was from me. Mum asked me if I had a crush on Bella.” “And what did you say?” Henry prodded, his eyes wide open in interested.

Old Hagstorm laughed and opened the three blind boxes. In the third box was a unique medicinal plant. It was shaped like a lotus and had seven bizarrely fiery red petals, representing its extreme heat attribute. This was the Dragon Flame Lotus! The second box had a ginseng larger than the wild ginseng king that Andrius had obtained long ago. Just by how it looked, it was clear that it was more valuable than the wild ginseng king. The first blind box had an almost transparent wax-like substance that emitted a faint fragrance. It was the legendary Gold Essence Ambergris!

I roll my eyes and elbow Bellamy in the ribs. “Sure.” Harry answers, waving around his right hand which is still clutching what I can now see is a shiny glass bottle full of something purple. “Incubi delivery service. Where we always deliver the whole package.” He says with a wink. I groan. “That was terrible Harry.” I complain. “I could try another one. You would be surprised how many lines I can come up with using the word ‘package.’ Harry offers. “Please don’t” Bellamy says dryly.

"Present. Like something came back." I said nothing. "I thought you should know that," she said. "From someone who was here before." She left. I stood in the entrance hall holding the box. Went to my desk. Opened it. Inside, wrapped in tissue paper, was a book. Old. Hardcover. The spine cracked and the pages yellowed at the edges. I lifted it out carefully. *Paradise Lost.* Milton. A first edition or close to it, too old and too carefully preserved for me to be certain.

"More like…a gift." A gift? My eyebrows shot up in surprise. My birthday wasn't for another day. What was this all about? Lucius strode towards me, his presence overwhelming. He held out the velvet box, his eyes gleaming with a strange intensity. "Open it," he commanded, his voice leaving no room for argument. My fingers trembled slightly as I took the box. Lifting the lid, I gasped. Nestled inside, on a bed of crimson satin, lay a single, magnificent ruby. The gem pulsed with an inner fire, its brilliance catching the afternoon sunlight streaming through the window.

She took a deep breath, scanning the room one last time. What she didn't see were the tiny, pinhole camera lenses hidden seamlessly within the eyes of the antique brass owl on the bookshelf, and another embedded in the crown molding above the door. They flickered with a faint, infrared light, capturing her every move. She focused on the drawer. It was locked tight, but Avery wasn't helpless. She reached into her hair, pulling out a sturdy, classic bobby pin. It was a trick her cousin had taught her years ago. Kneeling before the drawer, she inserted the pin, twisting it gently. Click.

The strong AlphaHarry - so broken after Helen's rejection, only if he knows the true reason why she rejected him My stupid sister’s rejection of Harry gave me a good chance to step in, and step in I did Inside my room, I roughly yank open my secret safe in the form of a jewellery box. On is a jewelry box and by the side, the hidden compartment. I proceed to retrieve the flash drive - my one and only insurance policy again Harry. My beautiful, small but mighty weapon that had kept Harry under my feet for so long. It holds the evidence of his massacre of the Blue Moon Pack - five hundred adults dead, three hundred pups burnt. Every the world needs to know that the judge on that day where the