Henry Lloyd-hughes Harry Potter Romane & Geschichten

“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.

Sir Harry was a man in his forties, with dark brown hair and a padlock-shaped beard, his eyes were black as night, but if you looked closely you could see the goodness in them; The man entered the Winchesters' drawing room where Lady Elizabeth and Sir Jones were waiting. Good evening, I am Harry Macmillan and I have come to lend my support in finding the midnight killer ...

Mom said to her. " Sure, ma'am. " She smiled like always. Jack and his wife were already sitting at the table. I didn't speak a word, nor looked at them. I sat on the chair. Harry came into the room. He was attending his call. He was in dark brown coat pants and a dark cream shirt. He was handsome as the top model. Chocolate boy. I wrinkled my lip to stop my smile. I looked at his face. His eyes halted on me. Dad and John were coming with him.

"He looks like a snake, ready to bite on your back. Do you know who he reminds me off?" "Who?" "Nagini from Harry Potter. If his nose wasn't that straight, he'd might as well fit voldemort better." "You like Harry Potter?" "Yes! I LOVE Harry Potter." I almost jumped in my spot, drawing out a chuckle from him. "Which of the series is your favorite?" "The first one! I love their innocent, carefree queries in that." I felt him moving, then his breath hit the back of my ear as he whispered. "Just like you."

I said wondering when or what I have done to have soiled my reputation here. "You know just like the way lord voldermort marked Harry potter and he was taken to his uncle place when he was still a child but was still the talk of the town in his real realm and was later introduce to his real realm when he was of age". I look at him in confusion, how does harry potter relate with my reputation been soiled.

Leia uttered as she held Alice's arm tightly. "What? I can't hear you!" Alice shouted as she covered her ears slightly. "I said, we could still leave this place!" "You know we can't!" Alice's face scrunched as she swam through the sea of sweaty people. She could smell the strong aroma of alcohol, sweat, and vomit present in the warm, disgusting air. "Leia! Alice! There you are!" They finally found Yu. He was wearing a silvery white wig (which Alice thought does not fit Yu) and a robe that had a Slytherin logo branded on his left chest. It was obvious that he was Draco Malfoy from the Harry Potter series.

uff. I was waiting for him... maid brought me food.. she is the same maid whom I saw when I entered this mansion... me: " ahh.. can you tell me where is my dress?? " maid: " when our young master will return he will tell... " me: " who is your young master?? " maid: " Mr HAYDEN LI...." I have heard this name... because he is CEO of top company in our country.. he is billionaire... but why Harry is here..

Then back at her. Absolutely not. Harry was my younger cousin. Twenty-three. Rich, reckless, and had the attention span of a goldfish. He’d been kicked out of two colleges for fighting, and last I heard he was “investing” in crypto by day and racing motorcycles by night. He flirted with anything that breathed and left a trail of crying girls behind him. And Shula, my Shula, who blushed at the word ‘virgin’, was practically vibrating at the sound of his name.

So, I reluctantly handed the task of dealing with Roy over to Harry and walked over to the bar to pour myself a drink straight from the bottle. Harry approached Roy, whose leg had now completely disappeared. Taking up a blade previously used by Peter, Harry aimed directly at Roy's neck, preparing to sever his head without giving him a chance to wait for death. Ethan, as an extra precaution, set up a protective barrier to prevent Roy from escaping, though the likelihood of that happening was slim to none at this point because Roy had exhausted all his strength enduring the pain caused by the magic potion, and now he lay helpless, allowing Harry to proceed with the execution.

Two months went by and we were also a week away from Matt's 18th birthday. The man loves to read, so I decided to buy him the complete series of Harry Potter. He loves the books more than the movies. He couldn't afford the whole series, so this is the perfect gift. And also, the wand. He is a Potter head. I saw him walking to his locker, I ran towards him and jumped on his back. "There she is." He chuckled. "You're almost eighteen." I said while hugging him. He's older than us for a few months.