Novel & Cerita Harry Potter Mexican

The Silvestre twins and what's surprising was that Saki and Diane were with them. And they saw me collapsing in the forrest. I'm pretty sure that Arius was the one who made me fall asleep, not an illusion. I'm gonna lose my mind if ever I saw them again. I'm not yet ready. I don’t know what Saki’s reaction would be if he saw me. Is Diane still smiling at me? Can I see Sirius's eyebrows meet? Can I still recognize Arius ’look? I went straight to Harry's office, and there I saw him. He really looked like a Fil-Am, his American face was very obvious and I can also hear him shaking lately. Her skin color is also a bit tan and she has a few hidden tattoos on her neck.

"Well, fortunately, Harry has no idea that wolves are actually people." Tbc

As she begins her umpteenth trip from one side of the room to the other, I pull on my magic and fan my fingers out causing her feet to get stuck to the marble floor of the hallway. “¡No mames!” She exclaims nearly toppling forward and assessing her feet. She looks up at me and narrows her eyes then proceeds to throw some very colourful Mexican swear words at me, some I can’t even translate. Something about a donkey? I’ll have to get a translation on that later.

ALEJANDRA. Saturday was nice. After breakfast, the guys said I could choose what I wanted to do, so I forced them to watch Harry Potter with me. I thought it was finally time to introduce them to ‘muggle’ entertainment. They seemed to think it was hilarious witches and wizards were so good in the story. I guess witches in our world aren’t so powerful. I still can’t believe witches are real. Magic is real. I have a shifter boyfriend. Boyfriends?

I straddled him to deepen the kiss when we heard a whistle behind us. “If I had known you guys would give this kind of show, I would’ve brought popcorn.” I broke away to see George and Harry walking towards them. I jumped up to greet them, pulling them both into a hug. “What are you guys doing here?!” “You think we’ll leave you going against a crazy witch without our help. Besides, I have never seen a grimoire up close before,” Harry said with a sparkle in his eye. I looked at George, who rolled his eyes as Harry gushed about the books Mirja let him keep.

Mark raised his knitted brows and told Harry to get the horchata from the breakfast shop that was located under his apartment. Summer could not consume horchata because she was pregnant, but Charlotte was still young. Besides, she had no other side effects after eating the horchata for an extended amount of time. It did not take long for Harry to bring the horchata back to them. Charlotte did not need to be fed. She just took a spoon and gulped down the horchata. The horchata was in a big portion, and Charlotte had already finished half of it. But suddenly, something seemed off.

Dwyne has a part in this ticket too. “That Harry Potter Book Collections, and that heart-shaped necklace, miss” Dwyne said to the counter lady. I was surprised when he picked what I want—the Harry Potter Book Collections. I can't help but looked at him with confusion. The woman gave what Dwyne said. “Thank you for coming, sir, ma'am” the girl said. Dwyne nod and smiled, but being a bitch me, I just rolled my eyes at her. “Oh, this is for you” Harvey said and handed me the necklace and the Harry Potter Book Collection.

She thought hard, "Oh my God, Bianca! Did you seriously just quote a Harry Potter character to real witches?!" The two sisters gave each other questioning looks. It was the first time they had heard this person's name. Darya grinned at Bianca as she leaned forward slightly, pushing the leather pouch with her fingertips." I don't know a Severus Snape. For his fame to have reached humans, he must be a fabulous wizard." Bianca hiccupped in surprise and quickly changed the subject. "So this bag contains...?" "It's a contraceptive tea," Darya explained calmly. However, her pupils could no longer maintain a fixed focus, and her usually sumptuous ebony-black skin seemed to lose its luster.

May spoke to Damian in a low voice, "Damian, this isn't going to work. Hexbinders grow up surrounded by hex bugs since they were young, and they've already endured endless torment and suffering in the meantime. "They're already accustomed to physical torture like this. It's basically nothing to them." Damian was surprised when he heard that. "Is that so? It seems like hexbinders are a lot tougher than they let on! "Alright, there's no need to rush. We've got plenty of time after this anyway." Damian shrugged and began chatting loudly and amicably with May. "Oh, by the way, what was the name of the poison you used on Harry just now, May? That was a really powerful poison. I just sprinkled it

Frost asks. Crazy Harry shrugs, and his beard quivers with the motion. “Don’t rightly know. I’ve never seen it.” I thank Harry for his time, then we leave him sitting on the ground, smoking his joint while the ducks swim leisurely nearby. Malix falls into step beside me. “Are we seriously listening to the crazy guy?” “Yes, we’re listening to the crazy guy,” I say, rolling my eyes. “Not all crazy people are crazy. Sometimes, they just know things they’re not supposed to know and other humans don’t believe them. You’re a supernatural creature. You should know that.”