Harry Potter Book Drawings の小説・ストーリー

" I took out the book at one and it levitated itself and its pages flipped at such speed to an unknown page. The next act raised tension, my palm getting colder and sweaty. The pages slowly began to fill its empty sheets, drawings and writings, a few in English and the rest in sigils and signs. The first drawing I saw, was a three headed beast, it looked like a hound, or a dog. Drawn as a black and white art, shades of the body noticeably seen, bringing out details, the saliva dripping from its flappy mouth. I looked underneath the drawing and I saw a tag. "Cerberus, Hireling Of Hades." "Did that book just flip?" Asked Maria. Concern drawn over her face as she slowly walked closer and peeped

But due to the old age, the part of the leather had turned dusty, causing it to crack and peel off. Rose who was handed the book slowly opened the book that made a slight cracking noise. She stared at the old yellow pages, opening it to find that the book had not only been hand written but also had drawn. There was a vampire in the first page, drawn by hand, their figure, features, and even the maliciousness was exactly the same as what she had seen before. It made her curious of the other beings drawn there, finding skeletons that could move and act on their own, animals that were dead but would fight upon a magic casted by the sorcerer.

On the fourth afternoon, with Heri tucked away in her room for her usual nap, I found myself lingering by the couch where she’d left her sketchbook. Her actual portraits were stunning. They looked like photographs in graphite form. But there was something else in these pages. Her doodles. The first few pages were harmless or seemed so. Just collages of whirls, flowers, odd shapes, and sprawling patterns that seemed to go nowhere. But as I flipped further, the lines darkened. The shapes grew more defined, purposeful. The pages took on weight. Buildings, crumbling towers, archways that reminded me of the photo Ronan had shown me. Beasts that I'd never seen before. I was no expert in the supern

She was somewhere around seven or eight, completely absorbed in whatever she was drawing, her tongue pressed to the corner of her mouth in concentration. I lowered myself carefully into a chair near her, mindful of my ribs, and looked at the paper. The drawing was full. Not in a crowded way, in a deliberate way, like she had a clear picture in her head and was working her way across the page with intention. There was a dragon in the top left, red and blocky with impressive teeth. Below it, a woman in a red cape with a pointed hat on a flying broom, carefully coloured with a orange crayon. To the right of that, something with fangs and a dark cape that I was fairly certain was meant to be a v

he smiled and handed the book to me. "You can check them". I took the book from him and started going through his drawings. They were neat and properly drew. "This is good". I did not know when that left my mouth. "Thank you ". he smiled softly. I kept on watching the drawing until I got to a drawing that looks familiar, strange, and beautiful. The drawing was a tree house and a boy and a girl were standing in front of the house .then there was a heart sign with the writing "where we first met". I felt cold run through my body and l started having severe headache. I touched my head and murmured in pain.