Harry Potter Rab Note Novels & Stories

he said but obviously, Hari thought the other boy was joking and he thus didn't take him seriously. "Ha ha ha, hurt me? How? I know you aren't trained and you don't have any weapon on you. So, pray tell, how would you have hurt me? Or are you a witch and you wanted to abracadabra me?" He said while laughing and Ravi just shook his head. "Abd... abda... what?" Ravi asked all confused because he didn't understand what Hari said. "You know, Harry Potter?" Hari said expecting Ravi to understand but he still had that confused lost look.

He played favorites with Isaac, but that was understandable now that we knew he could communicate with animals. "Tru," said Phoebe. "Ruthie said you had some new stuff to tell us." She licked a glop of frosting off her fingers, looking skinny and elegant even after downing at least five donuts. Life was so not fair. My donuts felt like huge bricks in my stomach. I should have stopped after two, but they were too irresistible. I pulled out Bobby's notes and another paper on which I'd written down the prophecy that Conrad found and spread them on the table. First, I explained where the two notes with the Sphinx-like riddles came from. Then, I read the first note aloud:

Harry and I decided to sit on the sand and just stared at the sea which looked absolutely calm under this dim lit beach having the full moon only giving us light from above us. “You have to show me your tattoo on your ankles.” I begged. Harry chuckles, “Very persistent. One sec.” He pulled out his phone and turned on his flashlight before focusing the light to his left foot. He begins to show me the outer side of his left ankle which said “BLUE” and then to the inner side of this left ankle which said “MOCKINGBIRD”. I gaped.

After sending the email, Adam picked up his phone and looked at it for a while before finally sending a message to Mable. [Mable, Paul is back. We're currently trying our best to awaken Rory's main personality. I know there's a notebook in your room in the castle that contains some characteristics of Rory's secondary personality and notes on how to awaken his main personality. I'm sorry for not getting your consent, but I took it out and gave it to Paul.]

Harry replied, distractedly. Ria frowned, noticing that Harry's gaze kept wandering to the table across from them. She followed his line of sight and saw a stunning girl sitting with a handsome man. Ria couldn't help but wonder if Harry was attracted to this girl. Though she was beautiful, she seemed simple compared to Ria, who was dressed in a deep-necked tight shirt and jeans, her makeup perfectly done to turn heads.

Aurora POV “Did you actually manage to meet the person who sent the note?” Gabriel asks and Ethan licks his lips, savouring my taste. It makes me blush despite having seen them all do it a thousand times before. “Yeah, but I didn’t pay them in the end. It was some old wizard who had heard a rumour from another witch picking up some supplies from this witchy herb shop. He was low on cash and wanted to make a quick buck.” He supplies grabbing the soap and washing his corded arms and chest.

But her excitement and conviction made me believe that it was real. "Wait, so there are actually people with magical powers?" I asked, trying to wrap my head around this new information. "Yes, and it's not just limited to humans. There are also fantastic creatures like dragons, unicorns, and even talking paintings," She replied, her eyes sparkling with wonder. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. It sounded like a world full of endless possibilities and adventure. "And the best part is, Harry Potter, the famous wizard, goes to Hogwarts too. He's the chosen one, destined to defeat the dark wizard, Lord Voldemort," Renee continued, her voice filled with excitement.

"I'm really having to organize everything before I can start sorting through his finances. This may take longer than I thought." After lunch we resume our individual tasks. The third book I look at, one of the neurology textbooks Uncle Harry wrote, has two folded sheets of paper in it. I unfold them and read what looks like passwords or codes. One says, NEUROSUBMITTRANS and then NST1001#HD after it and the other one looks like a combination: 47-63-95-20. I get excited thinking, here's the hidden stuff I was talking about, if I could only figure out what it means.

“Then you must have proof.” “Of course, I got proof with me,” Percy replied. He gestured, and an attendant stepped forward, carrying a sealed wooden case. The click as it opened sounded unnaturally loud in the hall. Inside lay a worn notebook. It contained my researches on every thing related mutated wolves. Its leather cover was cracked at the corners, darkened by years of use. On the inside cover, faint but unmistakable, was my handwriting. Percy lifted it with care. “This,” he said, “is Rue’s original research notebook.”

Just slightly. Near the fountain outside the literature hall sat Rabbit Ashby. Alone. The boy sat curled slightly into himself on the stone edge, thick glasses slipping down his nose as he stared blankly at an open notebook in his lap. Earbuds hung loose around his neck. A half-eaten pastry sat beside him untouched. He looked exhausted. Noah frowned before he could stop himself. The dark circles beneath Rabbit’s eyes looked worse today. His hair was slightly messy too, white strands catching under the pale morning light.