Harry Potter Texts Novels & Stories

But still, it was nice to have someone to talk to instead of always being by myself. After the class (which lasted five minutes longer because Mr Kramer felt the need to talk about unserious students who were definitely going to fail his class), I was just packing up when my copy of Harry Potter and The Prisoner of Azkaban fell out of my bag. I carried it wherever I went, mostly so I had something to read when I was bored. But as soon as Solimar saw it, she squeaked in joy. "You’re a Potterhead?" she asked, picking up the book.

The hug was short and brief but it gave Akira the strength she needed to push just a little bit further. They walked around till Orion paused at the fantasy section of the library, the children's section to be precise. “Eureka!” He exclaimed. Akira chuckled at his childlike expression, “what are we doing here?” “Does this look familiar?” He asked. She looked closely at the book and smiled, “Harry Potter?” She asked in surprise. “Yes my darling, I believe that there's a creature in this book that might have a hand in Mirabel's petrification.” Akira scoffed, “I doubt the basilisk would want to have anything to do with her.”

There's a huge table in the middle of the room, full of papers and jars of pickled animals and even more books. Hyden might be gone, but the smarmy aura he carried around him is very much present in here. And something is calling me to look around. So I do just that. I don't really know what I'm looking for. I pore through the books and the papers, opening drawers and cabinets. More papers. Records of things, completely harmless. The books are filled with spells and potion ingredients and instructions. Most of them are for healing. Particularly, healing himself. It doesn't seem like there would be anything here. It's just an office after all.

Brooklyn asked and jumped in shock when Mrs Mental appeared by her and Harry's desk and dropped a text book in front of them. "Page soixante-quinze," Mrs Mental smiled. "Answer questions." Brooklyn stared at the book on the table as Mrs Mental walked away and Harry rolled his eyes at her confused expression. "Page 75," he translated. Brooklyn nodded slightly and reached for the text book at the same time as Harry. Their hands clashed and Brooklyn tensed, feeling the explosion of sparks at his touch. She immediately drew her hand back and placed it in her lap, staring intently at the desk and avoiding Harry's gaze.

Even if there isn't. I went directly to Draco's room and luckily I didn't have to struggle with the lock because it was open, even if it wasn't open…I would have bashed it anyway. I began rummaging through his belongings and just as I was about to give up, I stumbled upon a book that looked like a journal. I wanted to abandon it but it looked like something that was really valuable and ancient so I opened it and behold ….it was filled with potions and spells and theories of the wolf world.

"Oh, if we went full name, we could go for Inhale Your Sperm. Reaching, maybe, but better than Flatty Tabby." "If I wanted to start a fight, toothpick, you'd already be-" "That's enough." I stood, interposing myself between the two. "What does she owe?" "World literature textbook, number 19-104. Raisin in the Sun 81. The Things They Carried 30. Frankenstein 0-75. Two copies of Beowulf, number 57 and one that's just three question marks." She glanced up contemptuously. "Did you return anything all year? There's more here."

“Now, what did Jonathan write?” “Let’s see. Scepter equals Excalibur. Sword of Gryffindor rules. Mirror of Erised.” I squinted a little as I read the handwritten note. Isis shifted in my lap, turning to look at me, utterly confused. “I’m not sure I understand that. Why does Jonathan go from talking about Excalibur to Harry Potter? I mean, both are British, and Merlin is in both, though obviously only spoken of in Harry Potter.” Isis’s brow was furrowed as she tried to understand that strange way my friend’s mind works.

Every single information about werewolves were available in the old and dusty texts. He moved on to the next shelf and found texts on witches and wizards, everything from their history to their strengths and natural elements. It was when he reached the end of the shelf that he found a specific book on making and breaking curses. Chuckling in delight, Trav quickly pulled out the volume, causing a cloud of dust to disperse from the tome.

said Ava in a taunting tone. " That's not the point, girls shouldn't travel alone. They should always be in packs or at least a duo. " countered Ava. "What the hell do you mean? " asked Mandy, sounding stunned. "Haven't you watched or read Harry Potter Mandy?" inquired Tori. "How is that related? " asked Mandy. " Hermione Granger went to the library alone and got stupefied," said Ava. "Katie bell went to the restroom alone and got cursed," added Tori.