Harry Potter Book Teeth นิยาย & เรื่องราว

" I can't have a heart to heart with Klara right now. I go into my room and shut the door. I pick up my school bag and take the book of enchantments out. I move to sit at my desk trying to push all other thoughts to the back of my head for now. I probably shouldn't have this book but I only need one spell from it. I put my fingers on either side of the lock and I hear it pop. I open the book and I immediately notice that a few pages have been torn out. Strange why would she tear pages out...

My vision turns red, as a wide toothy grin splays on my face. "I never once claimed I was not a monster, and I have absolutely nothing to prove to you and your kind." Each word comes out deadlier than the last. Everyone can go ahead and think I am a monster I do not care. My fingernails begin to turn to claws, as my teeth grow to large fangs. I dig my claws deep into his neck and face, puncturing the tender flesh. Blood rolls down in beads. I watch Mr. Blanc gasping in pain.

• When i get inside my house,i make an ice coffee with popcorns to watch Harry Potter. I'm basically obsessed with Harry Potter.Like first of all,how is Tom Riddle so hot? I know he's a Villain and very toxic but if he gave a chance i would take it. Anyway,I call Kayla to check if she's arrived at her house already or not. "Hey Kayla" "Hey wassup"She said with her chirpy cheery tone. "Are you alone?" "Yea why?" "I was talking to Hayden like asking him some questions and now he's mad at me...I don't even know what i did to make him so pissed at me."

He seemed to have become an expert at it. “The pain is gone now. Thank you for this Caleb.” I said holding his hand to stop. He flashed a bright smile and said, “Did you have the potion?” I chewed my lower lip and shook my head. I so hated this stupid potion. It tasted like a hundred neem leaves and a thousand bitter gourds had been blended and made into a concentrated solution. “Aurora! How many times have I told you to take it on time.” “It tastes so yucky!”

Finally we reached his lovely house, it was a beautiful house with wooden walls and roof just like I had in my world such a wolf taste even though there was nothing extraordinary about the house and green plants in front of his house but when he opened the main door of his house a whip of scent came inside my nostrils and I inhaled a deep breath, I could sense a strong scent of werewolves, not just one werewolf but two different werewolves. Lucky me!

Leonard chuckled. "What do you mean?" Draco asked restlessly. Leonard threw something on the carpet. It rolled and stopped not far from Draco's feet. It was a dragon's head that had been decapitated and preserved. Draco stared at the dragon's head without any reaction. He did not recognize the dragon's head. The head did not belong to Albus, Jergintarth, Zergenth, Zilpher, Urvath, or Zellin. Draco was secretly grateful that the dragon head carcass wasn't the one he knew.

The more you care, the more you have to loose. ~Harry Potter, Order of Phoenix •• Noor wasn't sure if she wanted to be annoyed, angry, happy or disappointed. The flirty playful guy she had met twice on accident was actually the Mr. Umar Lukuwa she was supposed to meet.

Dawn Smith was the little sister she never had. “Great!” Dawn said, happily “ooh, Harry Potter!” she added as she flopped down onto the bed, her black and purple striped hair fanning out over the bedspread. She snatched the book from Lena’s hands “I prefer Goblet of Fire” she glanced up at the older woman “it had dragons”. “So does Philosopher’s Stone”, Lena pointed out. Dawn blew a raspberry at that. “Hardly. It has an itty bitty baby dragon named Norbert but that’s it”, she said “nothing like the badass Hungarian Horntail” Dawn rolled over onto her stomach “hey, you do think dragons are real? That would be so cool”.

It soon morphed into realization. "The Potter boy?" "Ay. One of the items, the one wheezing colored smoke, had the color of the smoke change while Lord Ravenclaw was removing the… 'thing' from the lad's head. It went back to its normal color after he applied the phoenix's tear." Auror Moody said. His magic eye had caught the change of color in the smoke that the silver knick-knack was producing. He didn't say anything at the time to not alert the not involved people. Director Bones nodded at her Auror, and barked an order.

"Alright... The remains of a dead otter... It was still so tiny. I took a guess that it was still a newborn when it died. I did not understand the idea behind all this. But after you mentioned about spells and charms, I think I start to get the idea..." . "Yeah... But what kind of dark magic do they use in this modern world? Even using a dead animal as their tool. Sick. Sick to the head. Sick to the mind." . "That's not all, Harry... There were also yellow, rotten teeth inside there. Precisely three pieces. It was so disgusting, I literally almost puked upon discovering it all." .