Harry Potter Castle Drawing Novels & Stories

"Because I want to know more about Hohenzollern Castel more than I already do, and it was in my first dream that had the castle in it. I want to make it easy for you if one of my classmates asks some difficult questions and can help out. I actually drew the castle out, and I got the drawing of the castle as well as the information with me." Annabelle knew that Belle Rose is telling the truth, and she said. "After breakfast and everyone is getting ready to go to Hohenzollern Castle. Is it alright that you go and get the drawing as well as the information about Hohenzollern Castle? Then bring them to the coach to show me the drawing and the information about Hohenzollern Castle?" Belle Rose no

The hallways wasn’t as grim as she would thought an ancient castle to be. Chandeliers fills up the ceiling with intricate carving on the wall, old drawings that is quite similar to the ones drawn inside the walls of a pyramid but these drawings looks more medieval with childlike drawings of knights, soldiers, odd creatures or monsters. Along the hallway, the drawings tells a story for visitors to interpret it themselves. Beautiful drawings on the wall including what seems like the former owner of the castle seeing these figures was sitting on the throne fascinates her.

And looking at that left one, it seems it has once had fault before and when repaired, a part of it was changed which made it to be making a weird sound that the other one doe not make. I did not and can not even comprehend how the castle is built at all, I were told that we would be going to a place like turnel, underneath the castle but as we are followed Mr Hartley, he taking us to a place were there are stairs and seems we are going up. We got to the first stair, and looking at the stair, it is long, pretty old and made in a form that looks like that of the movie Harry Potter. The stair did remind me of the movie Harry portal which I did watched years ago. The period I watch that movie

Oh Harry, you don't know how much more you just made me hate you. We keep moving in silence as I look at the back of this creatures black hood. It reminds me of the movie Harry Potter. I try to get my mind off the fear that's eating me up and focus on the sounds of the dry leaves crunching under my foot. We finally get to the bottom of the steps and after about three more minutes, I am faced by a gigantic old door. Did I forget to mention this building looks like an old, abandoned Gothic castle!?. If I didn't, well I just did.

"Where are we?" Alexis gestured with his head. "Look." I saw the towering castle shrouded in darkness, remembering the impenetrable door that appeared to be wooden but which had silver crucifixes set into it so when average Neratomay touched it, they were branded on the hand. It was a sure-fire way to for Neratomay to lose their hands or to reach their final deaths. Epic Cu. "Don't touch anything," I warned. Ran stared up at the castle with a look of wonder. It was as if he was standing before Hogwarts Academy. "Can I even go inside? I feel as if…" His voice grew soft.

All I knew was that I dozed off into a very deep sleep. HEAVEN. My eyes opened slowly and I glanced around the little building. It looked so strange and childish, with ugly drawings on the wall. Different colors were plastered everywhere with drawings of shape and funny looking crystal balls. One actually piqued my interest, a drawing that looked like a man on the throne with the moon above his head. Below him were dead bodies and a sword in his hands. I raised my body at once and took a look at the crooked drawing. The head of the man has a symbol of the moon and I gasped.

Then the paints on the walls, they seem to love those stuff because there are so much of them placed on the tan coloured walls. Is that even a drawing or paint splashed by a kid? The thing looks like it hits some accident right after it was done getting painted. There are only stripes of colours, circles and some other shapes she don't even know if they do exist in dictionary. Who on earth drew those animals and objects then place them in a castle? She chuckled at her own thought then hurried when she saw Sa'eed turning to another corner by the far end. Wooh, the place is really long that her legs are already aching from too much walks.

But it doesn’t take long to see it won’t be enough. “Another dud.” I move to toss it with the others before the page flips again. It has another illustration. But this one is different. “I—why do I recognize this?” It’s fuzzy, but I do. Somewhere, somehow, I know it. But what is this place? “The castle of Dawny.” The description reads underneath. “Dawny?” I trace the shapes and towers with my finger. It’s vaguely coming back now. “Why, It is!” I laugh at myself. How could I forget? The heat must be getting in my head.

It was late in the night and the skies were dark, but the lamp posts gave the building a warm glow, as if they had traveled through time. Morgan pulled the dazed Alexa into the huge castle, and Alexa swooned at the interior decoration. It was artfully and tastefully decorated, and it even had a fireplace and a plush and comfortable single couch in front of the fireplace. She could already tell who normally sat in that spot just by looking at it. There were high-quality and luxurious rugs adorning the floors, making the atmosphere look warm and fuzzy. Alexa imagined how nice it would feel running around barefoot in this breathtaking place.

I climbed into the car, settling Harry on the seat beside me and handing him my phone to keep him occupied. As the car started moving, I glanced over at him. He wasn’t playing games like most kids his age would. Instead, he was staring intently at an image of a brown werewolf, reading the text beneath it. He was researching. Again. I sighed softly. Why couldn’t he just enjoy himself like the others? Play a silly game, laugh, have fun. But no, Harry always seemed weighed down, too preoccupied with trying to understand who he was. The car slowed to a stop in front of a massive, incomplete building. The skeleton of the structure towered above us, its beams and scaffolding stark against the sky.