Novel & Cerita Harry Potter Opening Chapter

Author Pov Harry inserted the key in the hole of the metal box and opened it only for his frown to deepen even more. He placed the box on the bed and took a seat beside it. Mehrmah left the room already but not before closing it. Harry had no idea what was in the box but he knew there is something which he needs to know even though somewhere inside him he didn't want to know what's inside it. He stared at the box filled with letters. He didn't want to read as it wasn't his but as soon as he decided to close the box he saw something.

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED NINE AURORA'S POV Chapter 109 opened with a sense of urgency and anticipation as the supernatural community prepared for the imminent convergence. The chosen one, Evelyn, had undergone rigorous training and was now on the cusp of embracing her destiny. It was a pivotal moment, and the weight of the world seemed to rest on her shoulders.

"Oh really? Tell me the things she told you about me?" "No. You go first." "It's always ladies first." "Not today." Arabella insisted. "Alright. Have it." "So?" She looked up from her almost empty plate inquisitively." . . Hello 👋 there. Thanks for reading. This is just a filler chapter, the next one is the main deal. Please the book is just starting. Have some patience. Soon you’ll start loving it. Goodnight 😘

“I have received the remaining harmony from him and also cleared off my debts. I drop at his feet, no one can save me even if I scream and yell for help. I crawled back to my room waiting for my extinction. AN This is the first chapter of the book, please, don't judge me on my English, people make mistakes. Correct me with love and I will be thankful. Thank you for giving this book a chance, and please — do drop your comments.

Furthermore, these basic skills would not attract the attention of others. After turning the contents page, he noticed that the opening chapter was covered thickly with tiny characters.

Blinking twice as she walks forward and to the point where the door will appear right in front of her, she answers. “Kyle Ryle Dionne. The Mad Hatter.” “Excellent.” As the door appears in front of her and expectedly so, a light came towards her with its light blue hue and cold burn unlike the other three. Now swirling around her as she is being followed by the lights in two, the door opens as she steps right and immediately inside, where she smiles and found an interesting nightmare in a form of magic and witchcraft. “Well, well, well.” Taking an interest in what she is seeing, she falls amused by the nightmare that the fourth stage directed her to be. A nightmare that seems not one, for it

As I went to speak he beat me to it. "Open up the book." He ordered out in a not very demanding way. He knew to keep his tone right unless it was an emergency. I opened the book and froze. This couldn't be? I skimmed thought the book and my mind went into overdrive. I had to calm myself down a bit because I was forming so many plans and thinking of all the things I had to do now. I closed my eyes for a minute and once my excitement simmered, I opened them and smirked as I re read the book title outloud. "Forbidden spells."

I said to him in walking around his room, I turned my head to him in waiting for an answer and he quickly shook his head from one side to another. So he hadn't any family members. But from disgust smell, I smelled something else. He had drugs there, he kept them in a book. I went by the bookshelf and took the third book. "Harry Poter? Are you for real?" He kept in a children's tale drugs. Pages were cut in the middle of a book and placed drugs instead. He paled from my question maybe he was afraid that I liked his book and he destroyed what I like. No, I didn't like this nonsense, but... I shook my head in thinking drop it, Jack.

Watching. His eyes didn’t blink. Didn’t waver. I was naked. Wet. Flushed. Fingers still between my thighs. He stepped forward. And I couldn’t breathe. --- End of Chapter One

He started to step back — to give me the choice, open it alone or not at all — and my thumb had already found the cover and lifted it. I didn't decide to. That was the thing. My hands opened it the way they'd taken it, ahead of me — and there was the first page, a wolf in grey crayon, four legs, a tail like a question — and I couldn't have closed it again if the room had caught fire. He didn't finish stepping back.