Harry Potter English Novels & Stories

“Now, what did Jonathan write?” “Let’s see. Scepter equals Excalibur. Sword of Gryffindor rules. Mirror of Erised.” I squinted a little as I read the handwritten note. Isis shifted in my lap, turning to look at me, utterly confused. “I’m not sure I understand that. Why does Jonathan go from talking about Excalibur to Harry Potter? I mean, both are British, and Merlin is in both, though obviously only spoken of in Harry Potter.” Isis’s brow was furrowed as she tried to understand that strange way my friend’s mind works.

Look at that old and worn out earphones and yet he insists on using it. ...Such a hopeless guy. This is me trying... I just hope it'll work. "What are you listening to anyway?" "The Imperials." Henry replied coldly I lend our my hand, " Lend me one of those earphone and let me listen to it." "It's in English, you won't probably understand it so no." "Geez, just let me listen to the tune then." "No." Henry said I protested, " You won't really let anyone bother that earphone, won't you?"

"Words are, in my not-so-humble opinion, our most inexhaustible source of magic. Capable of both inflicting injury, and remedying it." ― Albus Dumbledore, Harry Potter, and the Deathly Hallows * H U N T E R J O N E S | The Lovestruck Bad Boy I unlocked the door and hold it open so the girls could get in. After having lunch and getting desserts with the girls, I felt bad for leaving Nat alone at home so we had cut our Christmas shopping short and gone home afterward.

and nearly spit out her food. The book was written in another language with translations on the side in English, Old English. It would take her ages to read through it. Frowning she opened the encyclopedia and breathed a sigh of relief, all English. She flipped through the pages. The creatures listed didn't appear to be in any sort of order. She landed on the witches first. Apparently they really did fly on broomsticks, but mostly for kicks. She raised a brow. "Imagine that."

It means a great deal to me! ＊ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ "And without thinking, without planning it, without worrying about the fact that fifty people were watching, Harry kissed her." — Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows * M E Y W A N G | The Asian Potterhead It had been Friday night when my friends and I had gone to the club. It was a good plan to keep Hunter off my mind. I had been ignoring him since Christmas. He had sent me a dozen of texts but I refused to read or reply to them. It was better this way.

Hm… might have to have a good long think on that one. Lena closed the book after finishing up the entry and put it back into its place in her desk drawer. She tugged the band out of her shoulder length brown hair, running her fingers through it. The young woman then moved over to her bed where on the nightstand, was a very worn copy of Harry Potter and the Philosopher’s Stone. She got comfortable on her bed, picked up the book and started to read. She got through about 10 pages before there was a knock on her door. "Come in!" Lena called. She glanced at the door when it opened and fellow sorority sister, Casey Grant, walked in.

That cruel, yet the monster in his nightmare was his fear! Finally, he compelled his muscles to move. He couldn't just let these shadows crush him that easily, he had to fight for Anna. He swiveled like an old man, and Harry blinked rapidly into the bright light of the cave from the outside that bounces back at the edge of its niche. Harry was unable to get a clear view of the woman in front of the shadows, left him, and went to her side lurking and humming. Lady Magda had gone too far, this time even the unknown inside the cavern was silent, the only sound he could hear was the murmuring of the ancient unfamiliar language of Lady Magda, her tongue condemning him, and was beyond his knowledg

She moved herself trying to sit while she grabbed the blanket to cover her body. "Andy, I know you deserve to know, but please promise me you'll try to understand." He sat in front of her and hold her hand. "I am not human, I am an Encantado," he started. "Encantado what? What do you mean you're not human? You mean to say I just made love with a monster?" She panicked. "Monster? Andy, I am not a monster! I am way far from being a monster. Yes, I possess power, I live in a magical place not visible to human eyes!

The first thing I planned to do was calm my curiousness. "Excuse me, can you tell me where this address is?" I showed that card and asked a passerby and he gave me the details about that card. So basically it turned out it was an entry card that permits human to enter universities and colleges. Well apparently universities and colleges are the places where human had there higher studies, even sound boring. Unfortunately it was almost evening so they were closed and I had no means to find him there but I didn't lose hope yet.

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.