Harry Potter Fanfiction Harry Outsmarts Dumbledore Novels & Stories

It was a revelation that could tip the scales in my favor. With newfound determination, I seized the opportunity. My magic surged, intertwining with Dorian's in a delicate dance. I manipulated the threads of his power, weaving a subtle illusion that made him believe his defenses were impenetrable. Dorian's eyes widened in disbelief, his confidence eroding. He never saw it coming, the realization that I had outwitted him. The labyrinth seemed to echo with the intensity of our mental struggle, bearing witness to a battle of wills unlike any it had ever seen.

Rachel is in panic How can she help Harry.She is afraid to get near him he might become violent. it's easy to deal Harry the sober one, than the one who's shivering in need of a fix. She think that this maybe her chance to escape. she carefuly look for something she might need. she remembered the bump he had on his pocket . she carefully put her hand inside his pocket and felt a bunch of keys she pull it out, but just as she was able to take it Harry grabbed her hand. "Ahhhh!" She scream in shocked.

I don't wait for him to get back into his right frame of mind as I step out of his room and start to make my way back to my room, feeling smug and proud of myself. I've successfully thrown Harry off Oliver's track and his thoughts off anything that has to do with me or rebellion. And I've always made him have his mind on something. Now his head is trying to wrap around me, not only because I have a lover who is not him in the pack, but also because the lover might be a woman and not a man. It's when I finally get to my room that I let out a strong, loud laugh. Harry might as well be the stupidest Alpha to have ever existed. I can't believe it was that easy to toy with his head.

He wondered if Harry had some kind of supernatural ability or if there was another explanation for the strange occurrence. Harry sighed in frustration and tried to suppress the pain. He covered one eye with his hand and then opened it again. Instantly, one of Harry's eyes glowed with a fiery yellow hue. He groaned and struck the restroom mirror, causing it to crack. Arlo was startled by the noise and made a sound, alerting Harry to the fact that he was not alone in the restroom. Harry turned and moved closer to Arlo, intending to investigate the source of the noise. However, Arlo reacted much quicker and without making a sound. He swiftly moved to another location just as Harry checked where

I, Gianna Johnston, am born into a family of prodigies. My dad, Henry Johnston, is a computer science professor from Hafford University. My mom, Naomi Liddell, is a medical professor at Starvard University. And my brother, George Johnston, is an international math olympiad champion. Meanwhile, I'm barely passing my math classes at school. George gets so mad at me that he immediately writes down three full sets of math exam questions and exclaims, "You're so dumb that you're nothing but an embarrassment to Mom and Dad and me! "Don't you even think about leaving the house and embarrassing us again without completing all these math questions!" Mom then forces a few pills straight down my t

They were pretty, but they were destined for the bin. "I see you've come to grovel," she gloated. "Good luck with that." "Pardon me?" he asked. Belle rolled her eyes. Was he stupid or what? "I've been reading about witchcraft," she said, holding up the book in her good hand. "I know the spell has been deflected back onto you times three." "Oh?" Damien asked. "It says that?" Belle shook her head, wondering why he was playing dumb. "You know it does. You're the expert in this stuff. How does it feel, to be on the receiving end?"

I was about to knock when the door suddenly opened on its own Wow! Their door is hightech huh! I just went in and I saw an old man sitting in a chair with his hand on the table. He is old but his complexion does not have any wrinkles. He also sat up straight and his body still looked strong. He looks like the Dumbledore of Harry Potter! His hair is also white and he has a long mustache like dumbledore! Could it be that Dumbledore has a missing twin? Oh my god! I’m getting crazy!

The more you care, the more you have to loose. ~Harry Potter, Order of Phoenix •• Noor wasn't sure if she wanted to be annoyed, angry, happy or disappointed. The flirty playful guy she had met twice on accident was actually the Mr. Umar Lukuwa she was supposed to meet.

As Kat got close enough, she whispered maliciously, "If you keep avoiding me, they're going to be suspicious." Kat's jaw tightened. "What you're doing is suspicious." "Not at all." Edeline kissed Kat's forehead. "They're looking at us and thinking how sweet it is, for you to find your mother again. I knew it was genius, pretending like an echo. I saw it in that famous story about a boy with a scar, Harold Porter." "Harry Potter," Kat corrected. "Yes. That. A dead loved one coming back to guide the hero on an important quest? I think I pulled it off."

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.