Novel & Cerita Harry Potter Ukrainian Ironbelly

A loud shrieking sound came from the beast. If he wasn't angry before, he sure was now! Think Hazel, THINK! But what the fuck could I do? I was just a girl, a stupid girl waving a stick at a nightmarish beast. What could a stick do? Suddenly an idea popped into my mind. I lifted the stick higher and made sure it was directly pointed at the beast. "EXPELLIARMUS!" I shouted. But nothing happened. FUCK! This spell always worked for Harry Potter - most of the times.

he said, “and raise them by yourself?” I leveled a sharp look at him. “Who gave you permission to say that name in my kitchen?” Theo lifted his hands in mock surrender. “Sorry, sorry. Let’s just call him… Italian Voldemort.” Max’s eyes went wide. “Who is Vol–Vol–Volde…?” “An ugly monster who likes to mess up people’s lives,” Issa answered quickly, very pleased with herself. “Like Max.” “Hey!” Max protested, offended. “I’m not ugly. I’m cute. Mama says I’m cute.”