Harry Potter Second Book Novels & Stories

There were so many books that all the bookshelves were full, and some of the tables in the center of the library had books piled on it. "We will need to add more bookshelves~." Susan commented and looked back at Madam Pince, who had some tears forming by her eyes' corners. "So many books…" Madam Pince said while taking one hand to her mouth. "Here." Susan spoke, drawing the attention from Madam Pince to her, and picked the big red leather bound book from the little bookshelf under the lectern. She showed the front cover to Madam Pince, who could read on it, written in golden letters engraved into the red leather cover, 'Hogwarts' Library: Book of Records'. Susan then put the book on the lect

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She stared at the empty space and the huge shelves of books. "What next, Phoenix?" she said, walking towards the bookshelves. "Walk to the thirteenth shelf on your right. You will find books on poison," Phoenix said, leading her to the shelf. "Good, pick the fourth book at the left side corner of the shelf," Aurora counted the books and grabbed the book. Boldly written on it was "The Potions for Poison." "How did you know that such a book exists here?" Aurora asked as she flipped through the pages.

Henry's eyes flared out slightly before he reached up to scratch his brow. “Ummm…actually I am looking for a book but I can’t seem to find it. I was wondering if you could help me,” he asked shyly. Serena like the helping soul she was nodded immediately. She jumped up from her chair and followed him into the lane. Together, they started looking for the book. “This book is very important for preparation. Do read it,” Henry suggested to her as he glided his fingers across the books' spine. Selena paused and looked him over in confusion.

“There is some serious voodoo crap going on in this place.” I have to agree. There are too many secrets here. Especially underground in the vaults. I know there are two vaults and one of them was robbed. This school is hiding something but I just don’t care enough to find out. A bell sounds in the distance and I wince, “I have to head back to my rope climbing class.” “Yeah,” Quill follows me as I get to my feet. “I have a class as well.” He hesitates, “We’ll figure out a way to get you off this island, okay?”

My hand hovers over the old worn leather binder, allowing my magic to feel the book out before I touch it. My magic latches onto the book allowing me to feel for any malice intentions. There was none, so I pick it up and the minute I touch it I see the dagger in my mind. So I was right this is to do with the dagger, I wonder where the dagger is now? I should remember to ask the dragon. I sit down at the table and turn on the lamp before I open the book.

I jerked my hands apart and the sparks shot to the wall. The old wood cracked loudly and I flinched hard. “Calm down,” I told myself. My voice still sounded strange in my ears. “Just calm down.” I closed my eyes and tried again. This time I pictured a small light, just enough to see the room. I felt the magic rise inside my chest, warm and eager, and I pushed it gently toward my palm. A ball of violet fire exploded in my hand. I screamed and threw it away from me. It hit the table and the whole thing went up in flames.

I grabbed one book carefully but as I did, another fell out. I dropped the one I had picked and picked up the one that had fallen on the floor instead. I moved to sit on a chair with the book in my hand. I opened it up and began reading it and only then did I realize that it was a spell book, an ancient Vampire spell book for making certain types of potions. The writing was slightly different from usual and it was faded but I was somehow able to read it.

They also have different creatures and monsters, so I remember myself with them. “Which part are you in?” Zion asked. “I don't exactly know the title, but it was when Harry Potter was on his teenager days …” I replied. “Maybe the second one or the third one? The Prisoner of the Azkaban or The Order of the Phoenix. Have you finished what you were watching before?” “Yeah, why?” He gave me a smile. “Let's watch the next series together, okay?” “But I thought so? You're done with that, right?”