Harry Potter Book Set With Chest Novels & Stories

"And now I can't even help the people who gave me life! The book is gone, the spells are gone, and my parents... my parents are turning into corpses before my eyes!" She dropped to the floor, curling into herself as tears ran down her cheeks. But then-something clicked in her mind. Her sobbing slowed. She lifted her head slowly, staring at the far corner of the room where a black wooden chest sat beneath a curtain. She crawled over and yanked it open. Inside were old things she had kept over the years-potions, small tools, dried herbs, and strange relics she had once stolen or hidden from Bruce's secret collection. Her shaking hand reached in, digging under layers of cloth until she felt som

Trinkets cluttering up the treasury, traded for the pathetic sight of her groveling at his feet. Knock knock knock. Outside the carriage, Bruno stood before the rickety wooden door, and rapped three times, his jaw tight with dread. At his feet sat a heavy ironwood chest, its lid half open, the obsidian jewelry within glowing with potent magical energy, refracting the morning light into brilliant shards. Beside it sat two ornate food boxes, the cloying sweet scent of honey seeping through the cracks in the wood, straight into the small yard beyond the door.

"I came in and you were nowhere to be found. I needed you to perform a locator spell on Hilda." "And why would I do that? She wants to be left alone." "Because I have been having recurring nightmares, seeing her in chains and looking dead. I just want to confirm if she is alright and I will rest my case." "Come with me," she said as she walked into her walk-in closet that she has turned to some kind of shrine where she practices magic. There were huge candles of different colors laying around a pentagram with scattered papers folded into a ball. "What is this?" I took precautionary steps.

~Xander Cont.~ Heading up to my chambers within the palace was slightly more difficult than I had expected. Firstly I had to dodge my mother and her seemingly endless squad of unwed noblewomen who just happen to be close to my age and secondly avoiding my father as I believe he expects me to already be well on my way. As I step into my room I close the door behind me and drop my purchases to the ground. I slowly pull out the pendant and stare at it. The craftsmanship is amazing and the gold gleams in the candlelight, not a tarnish in sight, the ruby softly gleams as if enticing me to touch it. Placing it down upon my desk, I hurry to pack my supplies.

“And you will pay for your sins. You will work under me and tell me everything you know about the Stone.” Harriet walked toward the man’s secret chest near his bed. She pulled out a heavy metal box, knowing her heart was inside. And then, she glanced at the other smaller metal box. Another Philosopher’s Stone was there. “Just leave me,” Harriet heard the man’s voice behind her back.

Lucy shrinks in her chair as I yell at a pale-faced Finnian. “I know. I am sorry. The more I thought about it, I thought it would be best to come from you since you’re on the council. And then I didn’t want to interrupt you the first few days with Rafe, so I let it slide.” “Tell me what you found first, then I need to speak with the others. She is staying with you, correct?” He nods his head and sits back down as I come around the table to take a seat. “One book we brought back is a spellbook. I found what I interpret to be a potion that will protect someone’s mind against a witch.”

AURORA’S POV I closed my eyes and focused on the place I had seen in my memories and tried to teleport there. A few minutes later I had fallen on the ground, drenched in sweat and panting with exertion. My magical powers weren’t enough to penetrate the dark shield. There was only one way now… Teleporting to the sanctuary, I took out ‘The Heart of Magic’. I shivered at the currents of power coursed through me by just holding it.

I sat on small wooden stool that was present inside, since Draco was not back yet , I decided to go though my bag, I pulled out all four books that was written by my grandmother on Dark Creatures, Spells, poison and lastly DRAGONS, each of this book included all detail information on spell, method, about ghost, warewolf, sorceress , way to tackle them and many more things, tree books included every detail on other supernatural things while one entire book was dedicated to Dragon. Out of curiosity, I picked up dragon book and started reading from beginning, I only finished two page when I felt someone’s presence behind me, I rapidly turned but found no one right. ‘THUD… THUD….’ two wooden pla

“As tempting as that offer sounds babe, I’m afraid I’m going to have to pass. But don’t worry. I’ll be back soon.” “Okay.” She blows me a kiss. There are four doors along the hallway. I check in each one until I find the one that looks the most like Willow’s bedroom. It’s larger than the rest and there are textbooks organized neatly on a reading desk. I let myself in and get to work. *** It takes great effort not to move things around so much in my search for the charmed set. Based on what I’d heard through the band connection, Willow had received an entire chest set.

I look at the pictures I uncovered and move to look for books. I start moving things aside as I search high and low for these damn books, but nothing. “Serana.” I stop and turn and see a chest in the far corner of the room. I stand and move towards it. I move to my knees and look at it closely. It’s a large wooden chest with thick silver bands over the lid. It looks like feathers have been engraved into the wood. I run my hand over the top when I feel a sharp pain on my hand and pull my hand away to see I have cut my hand on a piece of wood that is sticking out. A drop of blood lands on the lid and I watch as the feathers come to life and roll.