Novel & Cerita Harry Potter Zacharias Smith

“Yes, I have. That makes you Harry Valemont, right?” He shifts in his chair, his spine losing a fraction of its height. Across from me, Vivienne does the same, and if I didn’t already know the truth, I’d have known now—because they both look like they are about to shit their pants. Chase sees it too, and he smirks, reaching for his champagne without breaking eye contact with me. “No,” Harry finally responds after a beat too long. “I’m Harry Smith. Valemont, my ex-wife’s name.”

He saw the blood on Harriet's white handkerchief and quickly decided to take Harriet to see Zaha. He lifted Harriet into his arms, and his movement was so gentle like lifting a fragile object. This was the first time Liam saw Harriet get a nosebleed. When Harriet and Liam appeared in his room, Zaha was finishing a manuscript. He studied the treatment method Heinrich had explained to him yesterday after they parted ways with Ezra and Ezekiel. Zaha then heard that Heinrich was an Archmage, and moreover, the man remembered all the information from the past. Some were lost and were undoubtedly priceless.

A real dragon! “Brother Smith, let it go.” Drake patted Zachery on his shoulder as he glanced at Liam whose limbs were now disabled, and was lying unconscious on the ground. “His bones have shattered. If you get the best orthopedist to look at him right now, he might still have a chance!” “I wouldn’t dare to, wouldn’t want to, or even be willing to! If I disabled this rascal’s limbs, this issue would end. If he stood up again, he might lose his life.”

he stuttered with a strong English accent. “What’s going on?” I eventually asked when I realized no one was telling me anything. The man ran his thin hands through his oily black hair and slowly looked up from the ground to my face, yet not looking me in the eyes. “My apologies Luna,” he finally whispered and I could pick up the fear in his eyes. “My name is Zacchary, at your service.” I glared at Aiden who was avoiding my gaze. Finally, he said “Zacchary is a witch trained in black magic.”

Then when she agrees I will kill her in front of her brother. “ Here he is sir” the door flung open and the boney boy wearing dirty ragged looking clothes stepped into the room with his head down. His red hair is a mess and you can smell his rotting clothes and bad breath miles away. “ Hmmm, I have a very important role for you.” I grinned sitting on the desk “ what is that?” He mumbled coughing up whatever gross disease he’s managed to catch in the cellar

I took the perfume inhaling the fragrance from it. “Thank you.” I smiled. He nodded his head and strolled out. Then we all started there. As Harry and I had to reach Oliver’s after the party, we both started in Harry’s car whereas Uncle, Aunt and granny started in other. We reached a house which was as big as Harry’s. Harry offered his hand and I took it. We all walked inside and was welcomed by a sweet couple Mr & Mrs. Smith. Uncle Zach introduced Harry to them and they introduced their son, Charlie who was charming like Harry. Then Uncle Zach introduced me to them. Mr. Smith remembered my dad and asked me about him. He wanted to talk to my dad so I called my dad and they talked to eachothe

Dr. Zachary Smith, also called Zach, is the best neuro-oncologist in the country. And he got an award as one of the top five best doctors around the globe. At the age of twenty-five, he became the head of surgeons at Camella Hospital. Aside from that, Zach was Mariane’s childhood boy-best friend. They lost communication after Zach and his family migrated to another country. “Hello. Is this Doctor Smith?” Mariane asked. “Yan-yan! Yes, it’s me. Zach.”

Harry cried and continued begging in a trembling voice, "Mr. Smith, please spare me! It was all Brett's fault! He was the one who put us up to it! Back then, it was also he who told us to put on an act to drive Zyla away!" Hearing this, I frowned reflexively. "Zyla?" I hadn't even had time to go and look for her yet. Now that I heard Harry mention her name, I waved my hand to gesture for my bodyguards to drag him back again. "What did you say? What exactly happened with Zyla?" I pressed. "I'm sorry, Mr. Smith. Back when you and Zyla were together, it was Brett who deliberately arranged for some people to badmouth you in front of her," Harry said.