Novel & Cerita Harry Potter Gandalf

"Be my guest." The truth hurt. Blood magic and essence magic didn't mix and Curzon knew it. He looked ready to tear her from the horse and let it trample her, but a horn sounded, taking his attention. His men surrounded Violet and Curzon, raising swords and spears. The air turned damp and heavy; clouds settled into the treetops. A charge sounded as riders clad in black and gold appeared with a tall elf on a spotted horse leading them. Violet couldn't take her eyes off him. His white hair hung long past his shoulders and a gold crown sat on his brow. His amber eyes carried spun gold inside as if the sun had settled within his gaze for a moment.

And that was when he exposed me before he left with his people. [Not long after Xander and his people left, Mr. Hagrid brought in another man. I was frightened when I saw that man. I thought Xander came back. Because that man looked exactly like Xander. But his height was different. So, I knew he wasn't Xander. He was probably like me. The two makeup artists put makeup on him to make him look like Xander.]