Harry Potter Xenophilius Lovegood Novels & Stories

It took me minutes before I arrived to the first page of the ‘Potion Section’. “Animal Transformation Potion, Appearance Potion, Beauty Potion, Disguise Potion, Elixir of Life, Hair Growth Potion, Happy Potion, ..” every word was fascinating. I didn’t know things like these existed. Then after a few seconds, “The Love Potion.” I mumbled as I found the page that would bring me into my own death. “Two alive love bugs, three cups white wine, three cups red wine, nine apple seeds, and nine fresh rose petals.” I immediately read the ingredients and tried to familiarize the steps myself.

"Xander, I understand why you were going along with Charles's plan. I know that your dad has told you stories of me and what I can do, and I know you were only doing what you think is best for your people. And I want you to know that I'm not upset with you. I would do the same thing if I were in your shoes. " Tears peak at the corner of Xander's eyes. He was silent, so I took that as my cue to continue. "I also want you to know, back then, I loved Harry. I loved him more than anything, but I was so afraid of Samuel, and I'm ashamed to admit this, but I was also power and money-hungry. But when I saw that Harry was willing to give up his kingdom for me, I knew that he was the choice I would m

Alex replies snapping me out of my evil thoughts. "Well then let me help you with that, am sure you have more important things to do." I smile politely picking up the cup. "But, Mr Xavier won't lik....... " "Am sure he won't mind." I quickly add. I grin tug on the corner of my lips, the sound of my heels against the tiled floor like music in my ear as I walk to Xavier's office, stiring the cup after adding a drop of my evil potion. Eye drop. Its one of Shelley's recipe she usually use on her ex boyfriend's. The eye drop, when ingested causes a serious case of diarrhoea.

There was nothing left for Gandalf to do except reflect on his vanishing existence, his heartbeat gradually slowing until it ceased altogether. Xavier let out a howl after confirming that Gandalf had finally died within Harry's body. The werewolves outside immediately smiled with joy upon recognizing the victorious howl delivered by Xavier. Xavier rushed to Viggo's side, offering his support as Viggo struggled to remain on his feet. Viggo's eyes were fixed on Harry, who lay on the ground. Suddenly, a dark aura burst forth from Harry's body, dissipating into the air. Viggo's heart raced as he realized that the malevolent influence of Gandalf was no longer present within Harry.

"Bring him home sometime. You speak so highly of him. I would like to meet him." * * * "Indifference and neglect often do much more damage than outright dislike." — Albus Dumbledore, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix * H U N T E R J O N E S | The Lovestruck Bad Boy It had been a really good day. I had gotten to spend time with Mey, helping her with homework and telling her my life story. I let out a dreamy sigh, which made me look like Ron after he accidentally drank the love potion. Except that I didn't need a love potion to be crazy about Mey.

Over the next few days, Aster finally made an internal map of the village. He also found out about the orphanage that Carina was living in now. He donated a lot of things to the orphanage and even pledged to sponsor the kids there until they were adults. Suddenly, everybody thought that Aster was the nicest person in the world. Many people praised him, but he still didn't manage to get a second glance from Carina. … Today, Castor planned a grand proposal to confess his feelings for Carina. All the kids in the orphanage were invited, and they laughed and giggled happily as they watched.

Sussie said. "You're going to make Xander blush with that compliment." Healer Jan said as he laughed while Professor Xander just ignored us and drink his now favorite coffee. "There was another one right? Professor Xander's lover, Lady Julia von Dithran, the Head Magus granddaughter and Lis' cousin." Adekin commented and my ears perked up on that. Lover? He has one? I looked at him but he still had no reaction but I saw all of them looking at me.

"He doesn't usually do that. In fact, he hasn't, except once about 400 years ago....Consider yourself very lucky... and blessed." Vaerion flickered the chandelier lights as if to say damn right she is. The headmaster turned more serious then, his gaze sharp but kind. "How were your first classes?" "I actually love them," I admitted. "Even the creepy spellcasting dude who hates godbloods couldn't ruin it." His lips twitched. "Ah yes... Professor Thornhall. A necessary evil, I'm afraid." Aster snorted behind me. "Necessary perv is more like it."

Cold, dark hazel eyes glinting with disdain. He pushes back his hoodie. I find myself looking into a face I know better than my own reflection. Oh my god. It's Felix Lockhart.

Hermione Granger sat cross-legged on the floor of the library, surrounded by piles of books as she pored over ancient texts in search of a rare potion recipe. The silence was broken only by the soft rustling of pages and the occasional creak of a floorboard underfoot. Lost in her studies, she didn't notice the tall, dark-haired figure approaching until he was standing directly behind her. "Well, well, what do we have here?" Viktor Krum's deep voice rumbled, causing Hermione to jump and spin around. The Bulgarian Quidditch captain loomed over her, his piercing gaze fixed on her face. Hermione felt her cheeks flush under his intense scrutiny.