Harry Potter Quiz House Novels & Stories

Adnan blinked at her, not really sure what to make of this strange girl. Finally, when it became apparent that she expected an answer from him, he cleared his throat. "Well, that would depend on whether you choose to view his motives from the perspective of the Gryffindors or the other houses," he said. "Meaning?" "If you're in Gryffindor house, it would merely look like he was giving your house what you deserved. Perhaps you might even say he was just paying homage to his old house. After all, we are only human. But if you were, say, in Slytherin, then his motives would seem biased and unfair," he said.

H U N T E R J O N E S I was reading the second Harry Potter book while leaning against the wall in the alley with Ty on my side. I knew Mey had asked me to read the Goblet of Fire to figure out the three unforgivable curses, but after picking the book randomly, I felt that I owed it to the author to read it from the first book. So I had picked up Harry Potter and The Sorcerer's Stone from the library yesterday, finished the book in seven hours, and had it returned this morning. When I had returned the first one, I immediately borrowed the second one: Harry Potter and The Chamber of Secrets which was the book I was reading right now.

A misunderstanding could happen and that was the last thing I had ever wanted. "Well, if you don't like it, you know what the solution is, don't you?... Next time there's a ball ask me before someone else does and not as a last resort" — Hermione Granger, Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire M E Y W A N G | The Asian Potterhead "Mey!" Relief washed over Jess's face. "Where were you? We've been looking for you." She stole one curious glance at Ty. "And why are you with Ty?"

She probably doesn't want me to speak, but at least I can show that I'm paying attention. "At Magic Academy, there are four houses, each one representing an element and its values. The mirror exists to sort you into one of those houses, and usually, it picks the houses where you will grow as a person." Not in the water house then. My grandmother continues speaking. "The water house values beauty and change. The students placed in that house often see the grace in nature and are resilient to change, usually able to tackle every challenge life gives them." I glance at Daisy. She plants her arms under her chest. I notice every student standing in her group is wearing white and blue. It's probab

His voice turned condescending. “No, I don’t know you. And nothing that has happened so far says I should get to know you.” I shifted my weight as my ankle throbbed. “Do you believe in Magic?” He asked will only 4 houses left to pass. “Like flying brooms and people turning into frogs?” I scrunched my nose. “Things you cannot explain. Old myths and stories about beautiful creatures and witches.” “I don’t know about all that.” I mused, unsure of what he was expecting. “I guess we all want to believe in something more. But reality is still there when we open our eyes.”

, Harry replied and they both laughed "Let's play video game then", Kavinsky suggested "Even though I would beat you in the end?", Harry said feeling all proud of himself The truth is that whenever they played video games, hardly would Kavinsky win. Harry is so good at it that Kavinsky gets jealous at times. "You got anything else to do then?", Kavinsky asked back sternly and Harry rolled his eyes at him. "Wait, before we start. Where is your mom?", Kavinsky asked, looking around the room like the detective that he is not.

Orion snorted, sending a spray of toothpaste into his beard. "Harriet, what kind of half-baked remark was that?" I shot her a dirty look. Harriet was losing her touch, if that's all she could come up with as an amusing comment. "You know, in Harry Potter, Harry could hear the snake moving around in the pipes." Harriet shook her head as she crossed her arms defensively. "I could hear you through the pipes. You guys were so loud I couldn't hear the echo of my own moans." I hopped to my feet and waddled over to the couch. I placed the back of my hand on Harriet's forehead. "No, you don't have a fever. Harriet, honey, I think that's the stupidest thing I have ever heard you say."

My eyes landed on some Harry Potter looking shit and I got up and quickly walked over to it. "You go to the House of Slytherin!" I said in my best impersonation while throwing my hands in the air as I walked up behind her. She slowly turnd around and looked at me before a disgusted look flashed across her face as she looked at the hat on my head. "Oh my gosh, I can't believe you! You don't even want to know where that hat has been." She said as she took a step back. The moment she looked like she wanted to gag I instantly felt an insane amount of regret and quickly chucked the hat off my head like it was a cockroach.

I felt a small smile make its way onto my lips as her seated position reminded me of a small child waiting to hear a bedtime story. "It's where the students gather in the ballroom to be formally placed in your house. There's the blue house, my house, which are the lykans." "Red house which is Lamia. Yellow house for the seers. Purple for half-caste and green for faes." "There's a huge sporting week at the end of each year where the houses compete for bragging rights and seven free days off of school," Hunter inputted, seeming excited to compete against the other houses as if he's still in high school.

Reading the comments, Harry asked, "Can I ask something personal? What's his zodiac sign?" The woman replied, "Libra." Harry used to spend time studying astrology when he was bored.