Harry Potter Ch 2 Novels & Stories

The potion is a bubblegum pink colour and it’s just about to come to a boil. “It’s almost done.” I tell him patiently. Five minutes later the potion is more of a pastel pink and I turn off the stove. I clap my hands together. “Okay, now for the fun part. Grab a spoonful of the potion. DON’T drink it!” I say firmly. Harry carefully scoops up a spoonful of the jelly like potion. “What do I do with it?” Harry asks. I grin. “Use the spoon and flick it into the air.” I gesture in the general direction of the door, away from where we are both standing.

"Huh? How did you know that?" "Instinct," he replied casually. #to be continued in Chapter 21.2 - Bloody Grail

Erik, then, continued. "So, Mr. Potter, can you, please, tell us in your words what happened that took your friends and you into that little adventure?" Erik then waited patiently for the boy to start his tale. Mr. Potter managed to calm down, then took a deep breath and asked. "From the beginning?" "From the beginning." Erik replied to the boy, who took another deep breath and started to talk. "It all started a week before my eleventh birthday…" ((insert here the narrative of the book 'Larry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone' from chapter 3, until after his talk with Dumbledore in the infirmary))

"Sammy! It's me, Sherry Stephens! She looked at me weird, like I am crazy. You know, Sherry and Cherry, the twins. Then she recognized it was me! She hugged me. "Wow, girl, you're beautiful. she said. " You too, Sammy," I told her. “Hey! Where is Cherry? Oh, she is here with Savannah tomorrow! Because they had to do something for school. But you'll see them soon." I told her. We were having small talk. Then I felt my hair standing up on the back of my neck. “Oh God, I whispered. I knew he heard me because I heard him laugh. Oh, I am not hearing things. He is really here. I know it is him. I can feel him. Then I felt the air go tight around me. I felt his body heat behind me. I knew I saw a

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It was the second time I burned myself with my cup of tea. I had recently bought it when I discovered an internet store about literary articles, and I instantly fell in love with the Harry Potter-themed cup that only required the coat of arms belonging to the book when it was filled to the top by a smoking liquid. Most of the time, I just filled it with water just to have the pleasure of seeing the dark color giving way to the brightness that contained the drawing of the most famous magnificent witchcraft school in the literary world.

He tried to ignore the stinging sensation in favor of getting more comfortable, and he finally drifted off to sleep. Harry woke up feeling refreshed. The sky was dark grey, indicating that it must've been late at night, and the house remained strangely quiet. Harry stretched his limbs until he heard a familiar clicking sound. He frowned and rubbed his eyes, confused. He'd never heard the noise before. That was strange. He sat straight upright. Was someone in the house? He slowly slid out of bed and grabbed his wand. Slowly, he walked towards the source of the sound. He heard faint voices echoing in his head, and when he came to the end of the hallway, he stopped abruptly and his heart rate s

He wondered if Harry had some kind of supernatural ability or if there was another explanation for the strange occurrence. Harry sighed in frustration and tried to suppress the pain. He covered one eye with his hand and then opened it again. Instantly, one of Harry's eyes glowed with a fiery yellow hue. He groaned and struck the restroom mirror, causing it to crack. Arlo was startled by the noise and made a sound, alerting Harry to the fact that he was not alone in the restroom. Harry turned and moved closer to Arlo, intending to investigate the source of the noise. However, Arlo reacted much quicker and without making a sound. He swiftly moved to another location just as Harry checked where

"First..." The young woman smiled gently. She looked exactly like Lily. Except older. Wiser. And carrying an impossible sadness. She looked at Luke first. Then at Lily. Finally, she spoke. "Hello." A tear rolled down her cheek. "I've been waiting for both of you." End of Chapter 60.

I asked him with wide eyes, waiting for his response. He leaned back to the chair and gazed into my eyes with his penetrating gaze. “I spotted you first before Hinn Carlos, and I will not let you slip away from me this time.” My heart raced as my lips parted., What the heck was he saying now