Harry Potter Passwords Mga Nobela at Kwento

I drank it all in one swift movement. Jason, I wouldn't beg for your love again. I was going to love myself. So… Why are you the one who ended up regretting it? ... I looked at the crystal vial in my hand. The pale, pink liquid shimmered inside, giving off a scent that was both mesmerizing and dangerous. This was the legendary Love Potion, the forbidden magic of our world of Werewolves. Drink it, and the target would have "love" etched deep into their soul for seven years.

“Think about it. He built his empire from nothing. Everything he has is tied to his past. What if the password is something personal to him?” Daniel hesitated, then started typing. First attempt: LANNISTER Incorrect. Second attempt: DAMIAN Incorrect. Daniel shot me a look. “You really think he’d use his own name and age?” I rolled my eyes. “Just keep trying.” He sighed and kept going. Different variations of his name, birth year, and initials. Nothing worked. Then, Daniel stopped typing. “Wait a minute,” he muttered. “What if it’s something connected to his past? Something he never lets go of?”

Peter wriggled his fat body and climbed out of bed, whispering in a low voice. Jenny rolled her eyes, not awake. Two meaty hands surreptitiously grabbed the mobile phone by her side, she quietly went to a corner far away from Jenny, unlocking the lock… “What's the password?” Peter furrows his brows, pouts, presses a few times with the tip of his fat leopard finger, glares, presses again, yes. “You know I love Peter the most.” The password to unlock the phone is Peter's birthday, 1112. The fat leopard's finger presses a series of numbers, which is the phone number of his father that he has memorized for a long time!

I waited for a message to pop up. ‘What is the password?’

Certainly not mother, which left the scumbag of the year. I felt around for an opening and soon found a small hole big enough for my middle finger, pulling it opened up the hole to a silver box. How many levels were there? There had better be a damn good reward for all of these hurdles. It wasn't a box or a briefcase or anything of the sort I've seen. It had no handle or opening or anything like that even if it was just a pale silver case. I tapped on it for want of something to do. A hologram shot up on it and asked for a six letter password. I tried our last name but that didn't work. My mother's name also wasn't correct-surpise, surprise- then the hologram thing informed me that I had onl

"Miss... I stopped on my word when I didn't see her by her desk. I walked further to her desk and sighted her phone on the table. I picked it up and I scoffed at her lockscreen wallpaper - Harley Quinns. Typical. I'm not surprised. I swiped it up and dang it! It has a password lock. Okay think think think! What will a crazy human being like Ari use as her password? I just hope she doesn't catch me ransacking her phone. Let me try crazy, damn!! Incorrect. Arietta? Dang it!!