Harry Potter Bulgarians Novels & Stories

I summon a waiter and quickly scribble a signature on our bill, then hoist Noah into my arms and wait for Lorcan to join us. “If I’m found out, my name will be mud,” I murmur. “In Bulgaria,” points out Lorcan. “Population 7.5 million. That’s like your name being mud in Bogotá.” “Well, I wouldn’t want my name to be mud in Bogotá either.” “Why not? Maybe it is already. Have you been to Bogotá?” “Yes, as it happens,” I inform him. “And I can tell you, my name is not mud there.”

“Why would you go to Bulgaria, there are hardly any werewolves that can pose a threat to you? Besides, Andovia and Estonia have the strongest werewolves.” “Yes, you’re correct. But, Estonia and Andovia aren’t really the best of friends. We have been having clashes recently over the land border so going there would be inviting trouble for my family. You should know that Bulgaria has the most dangerous criminals confined there. I wasn’t just roaming the streets of Bulgaria, I faced off some of the most dangerous criminals in the prison sites, pushing myself to my very limit. That wasn't all. Using my status as a prince, I bypassed the guild's protocols and gained entry into the Elshire forest,

The whirring was extremely loud. The sudden gale somehow made Simon look stronger and complimented his status as a Pseudo-Grandmaster. While the Crestfalls were in awe, they were grateful as well. If they surrendered Andrius, they would be fine. “Dad, did you hear him? Let’s go!” Harry grabbed Belarus’ arm and wanted to drag the man away. Belarus, however, stood still with a frosty expression. “You b*stards!” Belarus suddenly became furious. He roared, “I, Belarus Crestfall, am a righteous man. How could I have given birth to cowards? Let go of me!”

“Wow! mmhhmmm,” I mumbled inaudibly as I savagely ate my food, it was a traditional Bulgarian dish “Banitsa” a traditional pie made of white cheese and whisked eggs layered in Phyllo dough, Stiliyan decided I should try something new and I don’t regret it, it tasted beautiful, absolutely divine, I finally looked up with my mouth full and notice he was staring, looking amused, “Is the food that great?” he said to me with a smirk on his face, my face flushed, a little embarrassed,

It was mostly his friends who did the physical bullying, but sometimes Steve would intervene and stop them. He wasn't really a bad boy, just a teenager like me. Suddenly, Maggie interrupted us with a serious expression on her face. "Listen guys, I have to tell you something," she said, and we stopped to listen. "I found out who hurt you," she said, worry etched on her face. "It was Russia's most powerful mafia king, Sebastian Federico. His men are the ones who hurt you both." "You've got to be kidding me!" I exclaimed, unable to believe what I was hearing.