Novel & Cerita Harry Potter Ladies

Vasilisa was packing her grimoire, wrapping it up with a large piece of gold cloth she had found. "Why Latin?" said Vasilisa. "Because it's a dead language and everybody likes to use it to summon a spell, like Harry Potter," Ruslan said. "Who's Harry Potter?" the sorceress asked. "He's a wizard," Ruslan chuckled. "Why haven't I heard of him before?" "Because he's probably in another crazier universe than this, that's why," Cassandra interrupted. "If you want old, there's plenty of languages older than Latin," Vasilisa said to Ruslan.

The young girl looked at Eleanor with her clear gray eyes and nodded before putting forward her hand while saying, "My name is Lise, Lise Grey. Like they say, I am a witch but a good one. Even if I happen to often do some mischief, it is not that bad. I am happy to meet a new friend." Eleanor smiled sweetly and took her hand as she replied, "I am Eleanor, someone that discovered she was a witch not too long ago and I am happy to meet you, miss Grey."

Harry's eyes widened for a second before narrowing in fury. Lady Magda added, "....You are not to mention that woman in front of me, little wolf!" She shouted. Her resentment was noticeable in her eyes, it was full of hatred towards the descendant of the Moon Goddess. Her hands twitched, and she could feel a vein pulsing in her forehead. "Why? Afraid that she might defeat you? Or she already did? Didn't she?" A little smile forms on Harry's lips.

“The Lockhart’s are one of the wealthiest families in Britain. Are she and Jade g-” “Yumm that looks delicious!” I interrupt her just in time, as we come into view of a small wooden stand, where Miss Turner, my math teacher, is stirring a large black cauldron with a silver ladle. She’s dressed as Snow White, her black hair held back by a bright red bow which perfectly matches the frames of her round Harry Potterish glasses. Even though I hate math with the passion of a million burning suns, I can’t help but like Miss Turner and her sweet, awkward math-nerd humor.

The participants entered the forest by riding their respective horses, or some choose on foot. I got off the podium to mingle with the other ladies. Of course, I was accompanied by Laura, and I only sat with ladies I knew quite well such as the lady who frequented my salon, Lady Almaren, and her cousin, and Lady Jasmine Bellrose – who I had no idea we could be 'sort of' friends. Moreover, Lady Bellrose is also a big contributor of gold money at Louise Phaiton Boutique, so I am quite grateful to her. "Lady Lanchaster, may we sit with you?" Several ladies were seen crowding Sarah's table – which was not far from ours.

But if a seven-year-old wanted to read the entire Harry Potter series in a week, Kiara was not going to discourage it. Kiara’s blue eyes flicked over to where her niece leaned against the trunk of the sugar maple tree with green leaves and small greenish yellow flowers above her. She sat on grass that was already lush and green thanks to the pack Omega’s and city maintenance crews. Unlike her sister’s unruly curls, Marie had straight dark auburn hair that hung just past her shoulders. Her bright warm honey eyes devoured the words on the page in front of her. In her young mind, Marie wore Hogwarts robes that were in the Ravenclaw colors. In reality, she wore knee length khaki shorts and a pur

Yet she had made it a weapon to attack me. “What era are we in,” I lifted my eyes, my voice calm and unhurried, “that you still judge people by their looks? Your perspective is rather small.” After her disturbance, I lost all interest in choosing wine. I turned and walked straight to the counter. “I’ll take this bottle. Ring it up.” The associate hesitated, visibly troubled. “Miss… this is one of the store’s rare reserves. We always prioritize VIP clients.” Lily grew even more smug. She pulled out a black-and-gold card and slapped it heavily on the counter. “VIP status requires an annual spend of one million dollars. A pauper like you—who are you trying to impress?”

Professor Xander decided to seriously teach the ladies proper offensive and defensive magic. Lis and Tille were paired up as it'll be unfair to pair them to other girls when they have much more experience in fighting. Sussie and I were under a tree shade watching when Lady Hannah, Lady Emily's henchman, attacked Lis when she was not looking, it was a good thing Tille saw it beforehand and blocked it. Lis then returned fire which hit Lady Hannah, who ended up wet from head to toe. Lady Emily tried to attack Lis with another water magic but I used wind magic to block it and water went back to her and now she's also wet from head to toe.

Harry’s shoulders sagged in relief, but unease still lingered in his eyes. He turned to me after a pause, studying me closely. “You’re different tonight. Usually, when you’re this wound up, you’re outside with a cigar. But you’re not smoking. What gives? Are you in love or something?” I scoffed. “Don’t be ridiculous.” “Is it that girl? Luna?” My heart skipped before I could stop it. Harry smirked knowingly, but I crushed it fast. “Don’t flatter her. She’s nothing. An ordinary girl who got too lucky to even be near me. She’s not even my type.”

“He’s just freaking laughing all the time.” “Nice to meet you too.” I responded to Neal. “These are the lasses.” Harry gestured to the three women I have seen earlier in the coffee shop. “This is Diana.” Gesturing to the woman with the red top and brown tousled hair. “That’s Olivia.” Moving his hand to the black and curly haired woman who had gray eyes. “And this is Georgina-Rose but we all call her Georgie.” lastly the woman with a very light blond shoulder-length hair, with light blue eyes and had the most angelic face I have ever seen in my life. She looked like a doll.