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She stared intensely into the orb like she was seeing something in it. The flames burned profusely, the witches were chanting at the top of their voices, and Valerie's gaze grew more intense. I felt the strong energy that danced around me. It was overwhelming to the point that it caused something within me to stir. The flames around us reached the skies, accompanied by the witches' chants, and then everything died. The burning flames on the torches died, the witches stopped chanting, and the blinding white glow in Valerie's eyes was no more, but the white orb still glowed fiercely.

Faster and faster, the wall of fire swirled and built until finally the entire courtyard had been consumed in a fiery kiss. If another human had been present for the phenomenon, they would have compared it to the pits of hell. Wanting ever more power to be gained and harnessed and un- leashed, Oliver stretched out his hands as if being crucified and called the flames back to him. As the destruction compacted and convulsed angrily, he flung his hands to the heavens. The swirling, convulsing maelstrom of fire obeyed him in totality

There was a rumble on the ground like an earthquake, and Hazel moved from where she was standing, and he watched as a tomb slowly started to come out of the ground. All the dark witches were silent as they watched in anticipation of what was going to unfold. Hazel continued with the chanting of the forbidden spell, her voice louder than before, and slowly, the Tomb started to open. Three dark witches stepped forward and opened the tomb, and it was pure horror from then on. Johnathan could only watch as fear passed through his eyes as a figure emerged From the tomb and all the dark witches fell to their knees including Hazel with their heads bowed as the figure slowly walked to an altar and p

Knowing full well, the medicine from the tea has worn off. "It's starting to throb a little, Jessa," she confesses as she crawls on to her pallet bed. "I'll get more ice and more tea, little mistress. Be right back," and I take the goblet with me, pouring the melted ice on to the courtyard cobblestones. I head towards the kitchens, discovering the location when playing hide-and-seek the day before. Was it really only a day ago? Feels like ages! When I arrive, I see a few servants milling around the carving table, whispering.

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― Albus Dumbledore, Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire M E Y W A N G | The Asian Potterhead "I am not your friend, Hunter. I do not think we could ever be friends considering the only reason I made acquaintances with you is so that I could use you." This was not what I had planned to say to him but since the words had come out, there was no point in taking them back. I hated to see the pain reflected in his dark eyes, how his smile faltered until it was gone without a trace.

H U N T E R J O N E S I was reading the second Harry Potter book while leaning against the wall in the alley with Ty on my side. I knew Mey had asked me to read the Goblet of Fire to figure out the three unforgivable curses, but after picking the book randomly, I felt that I owed it to the author to read it from the first book. So I had picked up Harry Potter and The Sorcerer's Stone from the library yesterday, finished the book in seven hours, and had it returned this morning. When I had returned the first one, I immediately borrowed the second one: Harry Potter and The Chamber of Secrets which was the book I was reading right now.

I am the heir of this golden wand, command you to bond with me and unleash the absolute powers of mine. As soon as I cast the spell the fire started to rise as it captivates me. I gasped as the book fell from my hands. I started panicking and calling out his name-" F-Felix? What's happening? Felix? Felix... are you there?". I fell as my eyes were heavy to keep open anymore. I tried to blink a few times.

I had escaped death before, I couldn’t let anybody’s foolishness cause death for me again. I finally got to the Witches chamber. Before I could knock, the door automatically opened and I stepped in, not even started by the strange door. The same hag as so many years ago was still seated on the floor in a cloak covering her entire. There was a large pot on fire in front of her that she stirred with a large stick and that was the only thing that lit the room well enough. The other part of the room was so dark and wooden with glowing books and potions on the shelves as well as so many large pots and dirty broomsticks.