Novel & Cerita Harry Potter Dark Arts Teachers

Elara wasn’t pleased with the way Icarus continued to disappear on her. “I know, Moon, but I found what you needed.” “And what is that?” She arched her brow at him, seeing him emerge in the field with them. Leif was stiff his eyes narrowed at the man he once called brother. “A teacher. A dark magic teacher.” “Like Heavens that’s going to happen!” Leif snapped, his voice more ominous than Elara had ever heard it. “I’m not going to let you corrupt her.” “Leif,” Elara tried to ease her friend’s anger, afterall it was she asked for, what she wanted.

I whisper yelled in shock. “Compare your father’s Beta and the Draven Twin’s father’s Beta, San. Or fuck that. Take Zang for instance. Who taught him the Dark Arts ? Who was the first Master of Dark Arts in our pack ? Who originally passed on the knowledge of the Dark Arts weapons to the entire pack ? Why did Zang’s mother give up her life just to safeguard Rylot ? Why have we never seen the two Betas together at any diplomatic round table conference ? Why did the Draven Twins believe you when you said that their Beta was with you ?” Kris fired question after question.

Victoria didn’t handle failure well; she would blame me, and that blame would fall on my mother’s shoulders. And then there was the secret I held. I knew he was talking drugs. If I reported that to Mrs.Victoria, she would be ecstatic. She would praise me. I headed out to the main compound to clear my head, and then i saw him—Mr. Sterling. The old man was in the garden, struggling with a pair of shears. His hands were shaking, and he was hacking at a beautiful hedge with jagged, uneven strokes. "Sir, let me help you with that," I said, stepping forward.

My eyes wonder seeing different types of creature our age and some who look too old to be in school, teachers perhaps. In front of us was a warlock, you could tell because he had a broomstick and a cauldron he had on the side of himself, he read “The Mystery of Potions By Anges Light Heart” one of the most top witches in Utopia. If I'm correct she is actually one of the founders of Utopia High, meaning he himself could go there also. Studying for potions if I’m correct. His head went straight up freeing my gaze upon him, his green cat like eyes stared only to bring his dilated eyes up and down making me more uncomfortable.

Although the question broke my heart, I still managed to get it out of my mouth. “I never do such with a third party. I am a man more of a singular taste, having a third person means I have a student who will become like me one day and I never wanted to teach such things to anyone because these stuff for sure get a person ends up being a psycho,” At least he cared, it was a sign that he had some humanity left in him. “What did your stepmother do to you?” I was curious about that witch. I wondered how pathetic she would be that turned a sane man into a monster.

She thought hard, "Oh my God, Bianca! Did you seriously just quote a Harry Potter character to real witches?!" The two sisters gave each other questioning looks. It was the first time they had heard this person's name. Darya grinned at Bianca as she leaned forward slightly, pushing the leather pouch with her fingertips." I don't know a Severus Snape. For his fame to have reached humans, he must be a fabulous wizard." Bianca hiccupped in surprise and quickly changed the subject. "So this bag contains...?" "It's a contraceptive tea," Darya explained calmly. However, her pupils could no longer maintain a fixed focus, and her usually sumptuous ebony-black skin seemed to lose its luster.

It was so intoxicating that I nearly sucked them all. The taste is indescribable— it was sweet divine nectar beyond humans can ever comprehend; it's addictive and pleasurable and I'm craving more. I can hear the scream of the man slowly fading away; I can also feel the hissing of his body until he gradually gets heavier, saka ko lamang siya binitawan nang maramdaman kong napawi na ang uhaw na nararamdaman ko. I feel like I didn't drink much for years. I licked the sides of my lips as I gazed at the man—a dead man lying in front of me with his eyes wide open.

He only wanted to see just her and stand before just her. In a blink of an eye, he started to move at a normal pace. Every gracious step he took got everyone shivering from the power he possessed. He was different, he possessed a different Aura, he passed a different message with his eyes, and he commanded something dark just by being there.

Even though it felt like minutes, it was hardly a few seconds when he took his hand off and shared a mere glance toward the Alpha. They remind me of Dumbledore, though, with their long weird-looking black robes or whatever that is and long white hair. When I looked at the man beside me, he was staring at the other two men. If I was human still, I would have found their starring contest completely weird. The room was dead quiet for the next few minutes. Not even a fly dared to make a sound as we all waited for their fitting trial.

“Professor Morgan, are you sure that you did not sense it wrongly?” Professor Sonny questioned again cautiously although he already have an inkling of what was happening. Actually, it was for that same reason why he personally came to check the situation. It was reported to him that some sort of dark art was used on the students, and due to the mysterious nature of the magic used to mind control another person, the teachers feared that it was related to soul beguilement. However, due to their lack of knowledge on the subject matter, they were not able to confirm what exactly it was.