Novel & Cerita Harry Potter Genius Gamer Fanfiction

“You did not look this good even when we were at the fest that day.” “I am sure.” I murmured, “your sick brain has gotten infected by your male god, right? And that is aside from your body that you enjoy getting physically tortured by that bastard like a pig.” Harry’s smile faltered but did not fade away completely. He just shrugged his shoulders indifferently and placed his heeled boot on my foot, digging in painfully until tears stung the corner of my eyes and a cry escaped my lips. “You are the one squeaking like a fucking pig all the time and you have the guts to insult me?” he gritted out with the same evil smile.

"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. “Your mother-in-law and you are both something that should disappear from this world.

"Are you crazy? Fine if you don't want to help! Who do you think you are? Do you know how many times you've been criticized this month? You think you're a genius? I think you're just an idiot!" Simon fell to the ground, stunned. Genius? Idiot? He shook his head violently, muttering to himself, "No, I'm not an idiot, I'm a genius, Harry is the idiot!" The other students backed away in fear. "Damn... What's wrong with him? Who is Harry?" "He's terrifying. He's been like this since the start of the month." I crossed my arms and watched Simon break down. I felt nothing but cold satisfaction. He had been living off my achievements all these years. He barely studied at all.

"Hey! You're back and still in one piece! I don't see any visible third degree burns so that's good. Did you manage to cool the dragon off?" I laughed despite my anger. Harry had this way of making everything feel less terrible. "I wish I had. I'm in so much trouble Harry." "What kind of trouble?" "Richard just gave me the Epic Games marketing campaign and I have one month to pull it off." Harry's eyes went wide. "Epic Games? Wait." He paused. "Wasn't that supposed to be handled by Mr. Caligan?" I stopped and stared at him. "How do you know about that?"

For ten minutes, the only sound was the clicking of the keyboard. When she finished, the server light on the corner of the desk turned a steady, calm green. Killian looked at the data. He looked at her. A strange, dark intensity grew in his eyes. He didn't say ‘thank you.’ Instead, he grabbed her chin, forcing her to look up. “How did you get those brains, Faith? Orphans in the trenches don't learn system architecture.” “I taught myself,” she whispered. His thumb traced her lower lip. The tension in the room was thick enough to choke on. Killian was fighting himself—his wolf wanted to claim her right there on the desk, but his mind and ego couldn't accept that a wolfless girl was his match.

Straightening up, Hikaru just managed to jump out of the way of a scorching hex and spun to launch a Jelly-Legs Jinx at the grinning headmaster. They had these games between them, Wángzǐ easily blocked in as the duel went on. Hikaru charged forward, pressuring Wángzǐ back with a Bat-Bogey Hex and a Detonation Curse. "Is this unbridled aggression the reason for your short night shifts, Liang? Did you take to stalking the halls at night to curse innocent first years?" Wángzǐ Goading furious Hikaru. That bastard, he was a man who wore his fantasies, in which he had no idea how he felt, but he should know that Hikaru was far from a bully! Hikaru dodged a Stunner as he cast a Numbing spell which

“I’m Zack, by the way.” “Okay,” I said. Another minute later, “Hey, Kimia. What do you call a wizard who is good at calculus?” “Hermione,” I told him. “She’s good at arithmancy, not calculus,” Zack said without missing a beat. I snorted. “No,” he continued, “you call them a mathemagician.” “That was dumb,” I told him, but I couldn’t help grinning. He grinned back. “You’re smiling, though. I’ve got more.”

She turned her head to Harry and said, "How does your best friend make seriously complex things sound so easy?" He shrugged. "It's a long story." "Well, I'd like to hear it." Anderson flagged his hand at them. "Hello! I'm still here, remember?" They both ignored him, while Harry continued. "Many years ago, he was bitten by this superintelligent creature from outer space. Then his whole dumb ass brain changed into one as the creature's. Then he began to invent things man has never seen. Behold- captain underpant!" Jocelyn burst into fits of laughter, holding her stomach hard, and her teeth flashing against Andy and Harry, mouth parted.

There are many tales that explain why the Game Maker doesn’t age, tales of fiction with increments of truth. Some say the Game Maker’s mate was a powerful witch, scorned when she caught him with another woman. As she killed the Game Maker’s mistress, she devised a plot. Instead of killing the Game Maker, she cursed him and halted the aging process. He would never cross death’s doors and reunite with his beloved. There are hundreds of tales similar to this, all fairytales of magical beings and curses born from a black heart. “I think we’re going to have to agree to disagree.” I chuckled, taking a bite of my grilled cheese. Even though I ate at the diner two times a week, Andy’s bacon grilled

I thought he was teasing me again so I had to clear my doubt by raising my hands up in the air and checking if my buttocks were actually visible. "Oh..." I say, realizing how stupid i was. "You're such an idiot." He chuckled. "Harry!" I screamed. The eggs were completely burnt. "Fuck!" He switched off the burner, disposing the burnt eggs. "Who's the idiot now, prince charming?" I said, folding my arms.