Harry Potter Book Chest Novels & Stories

" The chest isa container for dark magic, it seals whatever it is inside, other dark creatures cannot open it no matter how hard they try, not from the inside or from the outside and once inside it can't see, hear or sense anything nor be sensed by those outside " " I see, well I will be sure to return your chest to you after using it Tabi " " okay, now come it's time you had your rest " I place the chest on the porch by my bike and head up to my room, I have a shower and brush my teeth before hoping into bed, it takes me a few but I eventually drift off to sleep. Alpha King Tyler

Drago falls into step behind me, no longer surprised about me rushing off places. I yank open my door, eyes searching the room for where they placed the chest. There it rests, leaning next to one of my bookshelves. I fall to my knees and examine the chest. It’s old and made of wood. There is nothing special about the outside of it, it looks like a simple old chest. My father gave this to me when I left but I was so wrapped up in everything I totally forgot about it. I grip the side and try to push the lid open and it doesn’t budge. Frowning I notice there’s no lock on the chest keeping it shut but it still won’t open. Sitting back on my heels I bit my lip contemplating on what to do.

I had escaped death before, I couldn’t let anybody’s foolishness cause death for me again. I finally got to the Witches chamber. Before I could knock, the door automatically opened and I stepped in, not even started by the strange door. The same hag as so many years ago was still seated on the floor in a cloak covering her entire. There was a large pot on fire in front of her that she stirred with a large stick and that was the only thing that lit the room well enough. The other part of the room was so dark and wooden with glowing books and potions on the shelves as well as so many large pots and dirty broomsticks.

That would be a total disaster for him. Then he walked over to the bookshelf on the side, reached up and took out a book. There was a button behind the book. He lifted his index finger and pressed it. The bookshelf slowly moved to the side. When it stopped, he put the book back, walked in, and then the bookshelf slowly moved back. After he walked in, the whole inside suddenly lit up. The decorations were really fancy, and there was a big pearwood box in every spot, each big enough to hold a spirit beast's body. There were ninety-one boxes like that.

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.

Then he walked away as he waved goodbye, I went inside my room and after a few minutes of realisation, I shouted out of glee, jumping all over my bed with a blushing face and a smile from ear to ear. "What the hell's wrong with you?! Let us sleep! shut it." My roommates complained as they throw pillows at me I sat down and tried to calm myself, "Sorry..." I shouted all my happiness at the pillow. Soon I enthustiastically opened the gift Henry gave me... it's a necklace with a silver single puzzle piece pendant... I wore it as soon as I opened it... I could barely sleep...all I can say now is that it's getting so much clearer...

Just as Brent had suspected, Dexter had hidden the tome in a secret compartment under his mattress. "It's blank," Everest said, flipping through the pages. I took the book, and as I did, the pages sprang to life, filled with ancient spells and magical knowledge. "No, it's not. It's full of information." Miranda's eyes widened as she examined the book. "This is incredible. Old world magic, spells, potions... Dexter must have been terrified of what this could do." We hurried back to the underground chamber, Miranda and I carefully placing our hands on the book's cover. Together, we recited the words, watching as the chains binding the prisoners clattered to the ground.

H U N T E R J O N E S I was reading the second Harry Potter book while leaning against the wall in the alley with Ty on my side. I knew Mey had asked me to read the Goblet of Fire to figure out the three unforgivable curses, but after picking the book randomly, I felt that I owed it to the author to read it from the first book. So I had picked up Harry Potter and The Sorcerer's Stone from the library yesterday, finished the book in seven hours, and had it returned this morning. When I had returned the first one, I immediately borrowed the second one: Harry Potter and The Chamber of Secrets which was the book I was reading right now.

I took the knife from the drawer and cut my wrist over the chest so my blood could fill Yggdrasil, I watched as it filled up, congealed and then the lid lifted. I took the lid off and then I did a small searching spell. I moved the chest behind my desk so it was also hidden by my chair. I didn’t have time to go through every book, I just wanted to know what the black outs were and if there was anything I could do about it. I closed my eyes and reached into the chest and took the book out. I opened the book and I immediately saw the word ‘black out’. I sat down on the couch and put the lamp on and started reading.

He offered to get a neighboring mystic healer over but I stopped him. I pushed myself away from the door and moved to the small wooden chest sitting on the table. My fingers trembled slightly as I opened it. The familiar scent of old magic and dust greeted me. I reached inside and lifted the book of black magic. The leather cover felt colder than usual, almost as if it were breathing against my skin. I ignored that and carried it to the bed.