Harry Potter Technology Genius Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Again the parts of a song… I’m leaving on a jet plane I don’t know when I will be back again Oh babe I hate you go... Mrs. Hillary, who is included in the ranks of killer teachers, is not only fierce but also famous and sadistic. If Mrs. Anna math teacher is Voldemort. So Mrs. Hillary is Professor Snape in the famous School of Witchcraft and wizardry book series, because of the sadism. When a student is do something wrong, it's over. It happened one day that almost all the kid of 11-7 were expelled from class for not doing homework. The remaining 11-7 residents are only a few people like Alfred and several children who are classified as diligent in doing homework. Smart children are not nece

Then keep it to yourself! Ryann- Well, I guess I’ll vote yes too. It can’t be worse than the intentionally gross drinks she was making you before right? Harry- True. Well in that case, bottoms up! Ryann- ….. Well? Amber- OMG Harry- -_- Amber- This is hilarious! I love this chick! Ryann- I know right? Harry won’t let us meet her though -_- Ryann- What did she give him??? Harry- A silencing spell. I can’t talk.

This I thought. "Sneak into… sneak into Blake's office. There's a hidden room. Find it. When…" Tech said and coughed very hardly. Blood kept gushing out from the two spots where he was shot. Despite that, he groaned and managed to continue speaking. "You will find a big unusual book. It in, there's a spell. The spell is hidden somewhere, and you must need help to find it." Tech moaned and coughed again. His breath kept rising like he had chronic asthma.

“What is this Harry Potter wizardry?” I ask in awe and grandma chuckles. Even my voice has changed. “You are still the same underneath. This is what we call Glamour. Press the implant behind your ear and you will see.” She says and I do and the disguise disappears and I am standing the same as I was when I walked in.

"I have no intention of harming you," Harry clarifies, face soured by the thought. "I would never harm a pregnant Omega, much less you, carrying the last line of Black." "My child will never be part of your sick twisted shit," Ariadne hisses. "You can go f*ck yourself." Harry laughs, eyes sparkling as if Ariadne had just complimented his pinstripe suit. "God, you're perfect. Like a lily, a perfect Madonna Lily," Harry says, and it causes Ariadne to nearly vomit.

Everyone’s gaze was fixed at him as he started talking, “Good morning everyone, my name is Gylen Harrison, the first-year student representative. Today, as we start our new journey we might be full of curiosity, nervousness even scared but…” Quinlynn saw the student representative speaking with confidence. She knows this guy more specifically she knows his name. “Thank you everyone for your attention. I hope we all can have a fulfilling year studying in this school.” He elegantly bowed towards us as he walked away. All the students then began to whisper. “I heard he is that guy.” “Who?” “What you don’t know him? He is Gylen, that commoner genius with 208 IQ.” “I heard he created this awesome

That Night [Rina P.O.V] The restricted workshop beneath the Techno-Magic Engineering faculty smelled of ozone and solder and the particular desperation of students who'd learned that innovation required hiding. Aurel waited at the central bench, his silver hair catching the blue glow of rune-lamps, his fingers stained with the particular residue of someone who'd been working too long without sleep. Before him lay the device - half-built, half-dreamed, a marriage of circuit board and crystalline memory that shouldn't have functioned according to any textbook the Academy approved.

Brrrr. By the way, it was his idea to invite you over. Don't forget to say thank you when he arrives. He likes them all at first ... but then he inevitably realizes what kind of dirty whores you are! And then I'll gut them! Harry's voice rose, and Kit shuddered—he was about to attack her! The heart was not beating - it was galloping, beating a crazy drummanbass against the sternum. God help me! Harry noticed her reflex movement and grinned, pleased. Afraid… they are all afraid. HE is the God and the devil here, the judge and the executioner, and when he wants to, he will wrap her guts around a light bulb. Easily. HE can't do that yet.

They need me mad so they can take my magic, but that will not happen. The two of them charge at me and begin their assault. I remain silent, closing my eyes and thinking of Ryan. As my thoughts spin of Ryan and I, our wedding, the first time we made love, and our future, I hear his voice. Ryan is coming for me, and he has my family with him. "She is not breaking," Jenny complains. "She will," Umbra barks at Jenny.

She was more concerned about how Harry got it since she was sure enough that it would be nearly impossible to have this here on the real world. “You had this all along? H-How?” She asked confusedly. “I remember we threw this onto the waters on the island, right?” Harry was indescribably happy that America remembers everything now and hearing her say things that was meaningful to him makes him overjoyed. “It was given to me by the enchantress when I was in Maldives and visited your—” He stops himself as soon as he remembered what Judith told him. America’s brows creasing when Harry got silent all of a sudden, “Visited my?”