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With the aid of my thumb and my index fingers, I picked out the book, ‘Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets. I walked to the windows and parted both curtains sideways, giving up space for sunlight and fresh air. I plopped onto my bed, my back against the ceiling and I placed my elbows on a pillow and the book in front of my face, just in place for a nice time with myself and the author. As I read through lines, my eyes brightened with delight and my mind wandered far away into the world of fantasy. I After I was done with the first page, I flipped to the second when I heard a tingling sound in the kitchen. It sounded like heavy kitchen equipment like a stainless steel bowl had hit the gro

“I’ll be right outside.” I nodded and walked forward into the dimly lit room. The air was thick with the scent of herbs. The room itself was adorned with strange symbols and the shelves were filled with strange things. I saw a few crystal balls, potions, and spell books. There were flickers of light drifting through the air that I knew now were magic. It made my nervousness worse. Every step I made echoed off the walls. My palms were sweaty. I took a deep breath, but it didn’t help.

Well, it was a good thing I already know the story, I have read it about a hundred or more times. Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban. What could be better than all the fantasy, action and thriller all in once? Trying to concentrate onto the words of the book and let my imagination disrupt my thoughts, I didn't even realise I managed to walk straight into something hard and strong. I gasped as I was almost knocked out off balance.

I moved around the office, looking for something to help me understand who the little boy Harry was talking about was. My heart was beating frantically, as I did not want to discover that what I suspected was true. No, it couldn’t be true. Not giving any thought to what Harry was discussing with his beta, I casually opened one drawer. I walked over to a shelf and pulled out a book with a black leather cover. I opened it and could see that it was a photo album. Did Harry have pictures? Aged black and white photographs and several color ones showed a young Harry with a beautiful woman with blonde hair and big green eyes. They were both holding a little boy whose hair was the same color as the

Was it Harry Potter going on live in front of me? My mouth was wide open while my eyes opened big like balls. He entered the room with me trailing behind. The room is pitch dark. I couldn't decipher a thing. All of a sudden, lights emerged from a point coming straight to my eyes. I covered my eyes with my hands and peeked through the gaps in between my fingers. Lights were emitting from a big round circle that was formed in the air. It's enchanting. The vibrant colors spread everywhere. Erix pulled me closer and picked me up in his arms and entered the portal.

The more I fall the more the temperature of the hole increases, i started feeling hot at my bottom till I got to thr end of the hole and fell in side a dirty water. I stood up and took a wide view at everything. I noticed the water is the Complete waste out of a huge building. I looking up could not see the top of the building. My surroundings is so black, everything is dirty and the building is so old and looks like a big castle like that of Hogwarts school in the Harry Potter movie. I got out of the dirty water and moved to an outer place. I found a fence of my height, after leaning the fence, are neat field like that of my school's field.

I somehow found my voice and confidents only to ramble like an idiot, I would smack my forehead, but I am just going to act like it was normal and not draw any more attention to it. “So, The Sorcerer Stone?” Okay back to dumb founded as I feel my jaw drop and eyes go wipe at him. “And based off your choice of movie, clothes and glasses I’m assuming you are a true Potterhead. Though for some reason I see you more as a Hufflepuff rather that Gryffindor.” “I… I …. Um…. Huh?” I seem to have lost the ability to speak. Was he a wizard? Did he just do wandless magic? He just chuckles.

Then I saw it. A silver glow approaching, I couldn't scream as it grew near. One moment the monster was before me, the other moment I felt it beside me. My eyes widened in horror as I saw what I couldn't describe. This wasn't a wolf, it was something different. Red veins like vines down its eyes and fangs that weren't wolf-like, they were shorter and sharper. But then everything changed as it peered at me then removed the gag from my mouth while his hand gently stroked my cheek. I found my body reaching toward it. My mind was screaming to back away but my body craved it.

“Dad says she's just a poor potion maker. Which is not big deal. It does not mean that she is a wizard. And if I think well, that will be your skill limit too… If you're lucky enough to have the memory she has.” The girl, though affected by the boy's words, did not show this. “What are you reading?” Elizabeth got close to him and saw on one of the two pages where the book laid open an image of an odious creature, looking like a giant, with no hair on his head, not even where the eyebrows were supposed to be. But he had a lot of hair on the rest of his body, as if he were an aurochs. “A book for advanced students.” Indeed, the book had on the other page almost as many words as the whole book

agreed Harry. Sophia turned around, hoping none of her friends would notice her staring. She noticed that Harry was now walking next to her, and was thankful that he hadn't asked her to turn around again. She glanced at him briefly, studying him carefully. His light brown hair, which was cut short, fell over his right eye and was getting greasy. His features were very strong and angular, with thick dark brows, a strong nose and thin lips.