Novel & Cerita Harry Potter Towers

Hogwarts Castle, Somewhere in the Scottish Highlands November 23rd, 1992, 11:45 AM Larry Potter was doing a fine impression of a fish outside the water at the moment. What he just saw was some very amazing stuff, even when magic is taken into account. But then, he only knew this magic world for a little more than a year, so he didn't have much of a base to compare. Larry Potter then looked at his Head of House, and paused. Even if she was not doing a fish outside the water impression, she was looking at Erik with wide eyes.

The Magic tower was a small cylindrical tower of only three stories high made out of quartz brick. A soft red light came from its walls, and low rumblings came from the interior. In the roof were four gargoyles carved in wood, the craftmanship was superior to the golems that David saw so far and had the most amount of wings on their flat faces: 6 of them. The little ones could not see it but David could, they were watching them.

It was the second time I burned myself with my cup of tea. I had recently bought it when I discovered an internet store about literary articles, and I instantly fell in love with the Harry Potter-themed cup that only required the coat of arms belonging to the book when it was filled to the top by a smoking liquid. Most of the time, I just filled it with water just to have the pleasure of seeing the dark color giving way to the brightness that contained the drawing of the most famous magnificent witchcraft school in the literary world.

Although the facilities inside had fallen into disrepair, Christine still recognized it as the first floor hall of the Mage Tower. If the structure here was the same as that of the Mage Tower, then she would be very familiar with it. After all, the structure of the Mage Tower had not changed much in the past ten thousand years. The doors leading to the outside of the Wizards' Tower could not be opened, nor could the doors to the storerooms. These doors, made of magical metal and protected by magical arrays, could not even be opened by Percussion or Fireball. What's even more frustrating is that as long as the Mage's Tower has power, no Wall Piercing, Shapeshifting, or Portals will work.

The boy nods in reply then are dragged by his father back to the cold mansion. Harry is presently sixteen and he is running an important role to support the Lilacs house. From business to innovation he builds it all with his own hand. He just finished his latest project that is to build train rails in order to encourage peoples to travel further and surrounds the world. It is a very successful operation and he received tons of honours from many Kingdoms in the Z world. The world where zombies reside. It is spring and colourful flowers hordes on the ground waiting to be swept by the maids... Although the weather is nice, Harry still feels empty...like a blank piece of paper searching for colo

The nurse gasped as she reread the address and raised her eyes again to look at the captivating residential area. A cluster of eight identical high-rise towers stood side by side, colored dark gray, with balconies full of flower pots. Greenery all around them. There were benches scattered on the compound, parks across from each tower with swings, and slides. A woman walked past them with a Diór bag and their eyes popped out of their socket.

I asked. “Yes. All in the front area because the rest three sides of the palace are covered with either hills or open to the lake. The two towers you saw earlier are known as the Sorcery towers, or ST1 and ST2 respectively. There is an ST3 attached to the main palace where Alpha and his family stay. Then there is a Granary tower which is also in the main palace. These are the main four towers, and like you saw, there are several smaller towers and turrets here and there all around the palace’s perimeter,” Miya said. “How do you know so much? Have you been here before?” I asked.

All he needed was to draw the Magic circles, including the attraction, purification, defensive spells, and a few other miscellaneous spells in the magic towers. At the top of the magic tower, there was a Massive room made from Metal mud bricks and reinforced with bear steel. Almost a hundred mana pools were dotted throughout the room. Xasha stood with his hand behind his back looking at the massive pool that was slowly being filled with black viscous looking Mana. There was a relieved smile on his face. He had a few extra wrinkles on his brow and bags under his eyes. Making 1,000 magic towers was harder than he thought, even with the help of his mother and her organization.

I drank it all in one swift movement. Jason, I wouldn't beg for your love again. I was going to love myself. So… Why are you the one who ended up regretting it? ... I looked at the crystal vial in my hand. The pale, pink liquid shimmered inside, giving off a scent that was both mesmerizing and dangerous. This was the legendary Love Potion, the forbidden magic of our world of Werewolves. Drink it, and the target would have "love" etched deep into their soul for seven years.

Getting off the train, she came across a tall building full of Torres. "Each tower is a different year." - Kyria explained. Sera observed the towers and they were all erased. They continued to a large, massive wooden door that was open. The interior of the place was nothing different from the other schools that Sera had seen in books. There were stairs leading to different towers and cabinets in the corridors. Kyria presented the locations to Sera in a lively way. From the cafeteria to the recreation rooms, it turned out to be a boarding school.