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And since she skipped out on my dad's funeral, it's unlikely she cares or wants to see me. "I'll stay." I meet his gaze. "One thing, though. Please." He lifts his chin. "Yes?" "Headmaster..." I lick my dry lips. "Someone told me that this school is magic. But that's... it's not possible. Right?" He leans forward, his eyes dancing with excitement. "So many things will become clear to you at Hawthorn, but for now..." He clasps his hands, the gesture making him look even older than he does already.

And make me rip the paper that records his debt! In a chilly tone, Sara explained, "Stephen's mind is not that we say a guess is a guess. These are the words that Mr. Joe just said. Therefore, don't you think you could spare some time to assist me in taking photographs of the rosehip waiters working at Happy Hill Pub? When Mr. Joe overheard that, he laughed and said, "Of course, Yes!" I will right away have someone else take care of that! *** The door to the wolf room was smashed open with a loud "Boom," and the tall figure that entered was none other than Harry Potter himself.

(Stella's POV) With the news, Harry was leaving the town, I was upset. I didn’t want to let him go. I wanted to stop him but a part of me kept saying he needed distraction from everything for few days. It’s not like Harry was leaving the town permanently. He would come within few days to attend his final exams and the real problem starts after that. I won’t be seeing him often once we graduate. He might leave for another country for his higher studies as his father wanted him to study business management and god knows what I would be doing. Aunt Charlotte and uncle Zach were at my house talking to my parents. Harry was on the couch beside them not even looking at me. He was silent all the ti

Again the parts of a song… I’m leaving on a jet plane I don’t know when I will be back again Oh babe I hate you go... Mrs. Hillary, who is included in the ranks of killer teachers, is not only fierce but also famous and sadistic. If Mrs. Anna math teacher is Voldemort. So Mrs. Hillary is Professor Snape in the famous School of Witchcraft and wizardry book series, because of the sadism. When a student is do something wrong, it's over. It happened one day that almost all the kid of 11-7 were expelled from class for not doing homework. The remaining 11-7 residents are only a few people like Alfred and several children who are classified as diligent in doing homework. Smart children are not nece

I don't need to wear thick clothes because it's cold, nor do I need to bring a parasol because of the sun's sizzling hot Today, I will practice controlling wind magic particles so that I can fly using a broom-like in the Harry Potter movies. And at the same time, I'll search two wandering fairies who didn't report the progress of the task I gave them the other day and only ate blind salaries! Anyway, I was just thinking how pleasant this moment is, until, Hayden came to have breakfast together! 'Unlucky. Why does he want to have breakfast together after we often eat dinner together?'

“Well, I wouldn’t say that I don’t know anything, but I’m still learning.” He reached up and flicked his ear with a smile. “Goblins don’t have pointed ears, we’re also normal-sized, just like you. House elves don’t even exist, so I’m guessing you’re thinking about those little critters from the wizard movies, what are they called?” “Harry Potter, and they were books first. Really good books, by the way, if you’re a reader.” I could feel my face burning with embarrassment. “Muffler breath? Read? Ha! That’s a good one!” Jade said as she set a drink down in front of him.

I appeared, Harry closely behind me, and asked. "We haven't been in the book story that long." "Oh crap it, I'm starving," I sulked. "As much as I hate to agree with my brother-in-law…" Harry winced and placed a hand over his swollen abdomen. "I am a little hungry." Harry chuckled, "You Weasley's are hopeless." "Okay, how about you two move forward while I wait behind with Mione? She hooked me on that series, and I think I'm going to pick up the next book."

were written on the whiteboard as we walked in and everyone groaned. “Did you do your homework? ‘Cause it will just be a variation of that.” I sat in my seat, Henry next to me and Steph in front. “Not all of us are wizards. We can’t just see something and get it.” I rolled my eyes. “I don’t see something and get it. I do it over and over until I get it. You just don’t do it at all.” Henry stuck his tongue out, but I slammed my foot on his boot. I knew he had steel-toed boots but he fake-hurt anyways. Steph laughed and shook her head.

BLAKE POV My emotions are a jumbled mess, a seething anger bubbling beneath the surface. Despite this, I head to the exclusive club of wealthy werewolves again, accompanied by my closest friends - Jake, Calvin, and Nathan - and my girlfriend, Hermione. My body is aching, and my head is pounding, making it difficult to focus on anything else. At this moment, Hermione departed from our table with a purposeful stride, her determined gaze fixed on the restroom door.

Kael’s jaw tightened. Harry chuckled low, stepping closer to me. “Good, tell them, own it. You are not their doll to control. You are fire, and fire cannot be caged.” Headmistress Morwen slammed her staff against the floor, magic crackling in the air. “Enough!” she roared. “Aria Blackwell, you are hereby—” “Try it,” Harry cut in, his tone soft but deadly. The air in the hall froze. Even Headmistress Morwen stood still,her eyes narrowed at him.