Harry Potter Fanfiction Harry Outsmarts Dumbledore นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Act quickly as trained before in just a few seconds the recorder is on. "That's right, that year I killed your mother, I took her place as Lady Levi. Haha, you can't blame me anyway, blame your mother for being unlucky to marry Levi Smith. . harry potter fanfic She laughed in madness like a psycho. This aspect of hers he had never seen before. Was it because he exaggerated something earlier that she reacted so strongly? But that's okay, anyway, this is the result he expected, it might be even better than expected.

His eyes flash with a… Upon seeing Oakley stepping out of the room in the male lead outfit, Harry regains control of himself. Harry makes his way toward Oakley and bows to him at 90 degrees. His actions surprise everyone so much that a loud gasp is emitted by the crew members. “Oakley, I hope you aren’t angry at me. I don’t know who’s shameless enough to play such a wicked trick, but they are trying to make me a bad person.” Harry cries out righteously.

Harold releases her. "Hahahaha. What shitty luck is this? First your daughter, now you." She scoffs and Continues with scorn and mockery. "Do your worst grandpa dearest. After all this is not the first time I have gone through this." Harold is visibly enraged and unleashes the paralysis spell. I rush in to dispel it but a fraction of it hit her. She howls in pain and passes out. I am beside myself with anger. I take out my staff and strike the Wizard. He stumbles, raises his wand then disappears.

"Who let you in?!" She asks and wanting to slap her face realizing the idiot knows her password now. "I used Alohomora in your door, witch." He says motioning his hand in a circular way as if casting a spel. "Do you want me to cruicio you?!" She frowns trying not to grin finding out that this serious looking handsome stranger is also a Potterhead. "Well, you'll be back to Azkaban if you do." He smirks as he sits comfortable and snatching the cup of ice cream she has in hand before putting a spoonful of brain freezing cream in his mouth.

Harry floated and kicked Dracula, making him release the shaman. Harry ran after Dracula who ran in circles around them. He had created a wall around them and they were caged except for Harry and Austin. He tried to use his powers but they kept bouncing back. He channelled his power and tried to focus and Brooklyn kept trying to distract him. He broke the cage and they heard a scream from Harry. Dracula held him by the neck and was punching him. Blood was oozing out of his mouth as he got weaker. Austin threw an ice ball and lightning but Dracula dodged it, smirking evilly.

Damon stood up and reached for something in his back pocket, Harry tilted his head as he searched with a confused look on his face. "Looking for this?" Harry raised the gun Damon was holding a few minutes ago and his eyes almost popped out of its socket. "You know, it's pretty funny how you think you are smart just because you do well with books, you act like you know it all because you are manipulative, but you forget you are useless when it comes to stuff like this, I'd rather be street smart and strong than to be like you. You should be lucky I don't feel like spilling blood today" Harry enunciated and emptied the gun taking all the bullets he let throw the gun on the ground.

She let out a guttural roar, her entire body thrashing, but the magic was too strong. Finally, her movements slowed, her eyelids drooping as the spell took hold. The shadows seeped into her skin, sapping her strength and pulling her into a deep, unnatural sleep. Damian stepped forward, his smirk never wavering as he watched her fall limp in the wizards’ grasp. “That’s better,” he said, his voice dripping with satisfaction. “Now, let’s get her ready. The real game is about to begin.” The wizards nodded, lifting her unconscious form as Damian turned on his heel, leading the way out of the dungeon. The sound of their footsteps echoed behind him, a haunting rhythm that promised chaos to come.

"Bring him home sometime. You speak so highly of him. I would like to meet him." * * * "Indifference and neglect often do much more damage than outright dislike." — Albus Dumbledore, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix * H U N T E R J O N E S | The Lovestruck Bad Boy It had been a really good day. I had gotten to spend time with Mey, helping her with homework and telling her my life story. I let out a dreamy sigh, which made me look like Ron after he accidentally drank the love potion. Except that I didn't need a love potion to be crazy about Mey.

He sneered at Alexander, his lips curling with contempt, even as his eyes shone too brightly. “Don’t think I don’t know what you’re doing,” Harry went on, pointing at him again. “You’re trying to scheme against him. You think I’m stupid? You think I don’t see it? All of this—” He gestured wildly at the door Oliver and Kane had used when they had left to give them privacy. “—it’s just you trying to get at my father. And it won’t work.” The words rushed out of him, tumbling over each other, but the last one faltered. His voice trembled despite his best effort, a thin crack betraying the fear beneath the bluster.

Bryce started up his vehicle and drove away. Up in Lena’s bedroom, the brunette had settled back onto her bed and picked up where she left off in her book. She had literally gotten to the part where Harry had received his letter to Hogwarts when the door to her room opened again and this time it was eighteen year old Dawn Smith who bounced into the room.