Harry Potter Greenhouses Novels & Stories

Rowan was a prince with high morals and integrity. "This palace is ten times bigger than the castle back home. You could get lost here if you don't know your way around." Eloise gushed, pulling me out of the room. The hall was dark but not with an eerie vibe. The curtains were draped around the windows closing every inch of light away. "It's so dark." We finally made our way to a greenhouse. It was filled with black dahlias and a table for two in the middle. "There's nothing green about this greenhouse." I burst into laughter at Eloise's words.

I positioned myself near Ken and deliberately failed a defensive spell. “Could you help me?” I asked sweetly. He adjusted my stance without meeting my eyes. “Keep your elbow higher. Your center is off.” “That’s it?” I tried to continue. Without saying anything else, he walked away. Every time I moved closer, he moved farther. Then I found Percy in the greenhouse. He was tending to glowing plants, looking really focused on them. I walked toward him. “They’re beautiful,” I said. “What are they?” “Moonvine,” he replied calmly. “They’re good for stabilizing volatile magic.”

She felt the weight of invisible gazes. They walked further, past the main garden and toward a tall fence covered in thick, green vines. Just behind the fence sat a small, quiet greenhouse. It was a structure of glass and white metal, looking peaceful and out of place. Lorenzo led her toward the door. Hailey had visited this estate a few times, but she realized she had never been to this specific corner of the property. She felt a spark of curiosity, but she wasn't scared. They stepped inside the greenhouse. The air inside was humid and thick with the scent of damp earth and blooming lilies. It was incredibly neat, with rows of exotic plants arranged on white metal shelves. The glass walls w

Eloise said with a smile. "This is great," Megan got up on the couch and started jumping up and down. Verra turned to Xasha, "I have something I want to show you, I haven't been idle these months," she got up and headed to the backyard where the greenhouses were. Verra entered the first greenhouse with the three behind her. Xasha had never felt energy concentration like this in his entire life. He felt that if he tried to absorb it, he would explode. Thousands of mana berry trees packed with purple fruits lined the greenhouse ceiling to floor.

Hogwarts Castle, Somewhere in the Scottish Highlands November 23rd, 1992, 11:45 AM Larry Potter was doing a fine impression of a fish outside the water at the moment. What he just saw was some very amazing stuff, even when magic is taken into account. But then, he only knew this magic world for a little more than a year, so he didn't have much of a base to compare. Larry Potter then looked at his Head of House, and paused. Even if she was not doing a fish outside the water impression, she was looking at Erik with wide eyes.

I also put on a serious face so Skylar would believe what I said. "Then where is it?" "Before I answer you, why do you think I'm there?" Skylar shook her head slowly. "I was just guessing because Mr. Ham mentioned it too." "Mentioned what?" I asked suspiciously. "That there are two greenhouses there. And that you built them." Graham, I didn't expect him to tell Skylar. I thought he wouldn't take the risk of telling Skylar. But I was wrong. It seems that from now on I have to be careful with him too.

Or if Kane's gardener saw it, he'd throw the tile away for me. I turned three hundred and sixty degrees to scan this house. What I want to do after this depends on what interests me from the brief scan I just did. And the first thing that caught my eyes in this house was the greenhouse to the left of the main building. It was like the greenhouse that I often see in classic fairy tales with wooden doors and wooden frames that stand tall against beautiful transparent glass. The greenhouse will protect the plants from various kinds of weather that can sometimes be violent. Especially in winter like this.

Chapter 11 The next afternoon, the rain finally stopped, leaving the campus grounds damp and smelling of wet grass. I used my short break between classes to walk over to the campus greenhouse. The greenhouse was a massive building made of iron and glass, hidden away near the edge of the dark woods. Inside, the air was warm, thick, and filled with the sweet scent of blooming magical flowers and rich soil. This was the place where my adoptive parents spent all their time, working hard to grow rare herbs for the academy's potion classes.

Lucian stayed behind with Leo and Marcus, letting me walk toward the back of the property alone. The greenhouse was no longer the shattered lantern of glass where I had faced a hitman's barrel. It had been completely rebuilt. The frame was a deep, forest green, and the glass was so clear it seemed invisible. But it wasn't the structure that took my breath away—it was what was inside.

She answered in a quiet voice almost as if she was talking to herself. "Think, Zelda." I pushed. She had to know something. "I don't know, Nathan. It's only a few witches that know about the existence of this herb and there are fewer that know it's whereabouts." She said and went to wash her hands. Zelda tapoed her foot and exhaled. "There is one place I know." She finally said. "Where?" All three of us echoed each other. "There's a green house, not far from here. It might be there." She said sitting on a stool.