Novel & Cerita Hogwarts Dormitory

One sweeping look told Z how much it extended to, literally, nothingness. Squinting, Z saw the rows of trees, as huge as two giants combined; it’s the school’s forest, a place forbidden for anyone who was still unready of holding death’s hand. Once they were at the center-part, or at least that’s what she thought, Z wheeled around. Her eyes landed at their dorm, and her jaw dropped. It looked so much like silver armor, with a sling at the back, and a crisscrossing sword. Surrounding this armor-like room, which Z still doubt to be their Quarter, were a dimensional mirror and a statue of two palms cupped together.

"Worried? Not even a little, Director Bones. The dormitories are sealed, so students can't exit to send letters. The owlery is sealed too. The floo is blocked in all the castle, so no calls or travel can be made, including professors' offices. And finally, Dumbledore's magic is sealed. So while he will sleep today in the headmaster's chambers, he can't change anything there. But come, we have to go get the other class 5 dark artifact. It's on the seventh floor, inside a very special room." Susan's eyes brightened at that. She had a very good idea of what 'special room' Erik was talking about. Before moving there, Erik ordered no one in particular. "Hogwarts' Great Lounge, change configuratio

Envy laced upon Matilda’s voice. So there are other dorms as well. The Headmaster did not mention that. “Can you tell me about the dorms here at Transylvania Academy?” “Sure, girlie. There are three dorms in the Transylvania Academy. The Benevolent Dormitory where creatures from the Benevolent World stay, the Ambivalent Dormitory for the creatures from the Ambivalent World, and the Malevolent Dormitory where creatures of the Malevolent World live. The entire Asguard Forest belongs to the Ambivalent Dorm. The small islands above this floating island are the territory of the Benevolent Dorm, while the Forsaken Lands belong to the Malevolent Dorm.”

Its silhouette is gutted by time and weather. Isolde stood beside him, coat pulled tight, her expression unreadable. “You okay?” she asked softly. “No,” he answered. “But I remember everything.” Penelope joined them at the back entrance, laptop bag slung over her shoulder, flashlight clipped to her belt. “Place gives me the creeps,” she muttered. “Even before we open secret orphan crypts.” Dorian led them inside. The smell was still the same: bleach and rot and chalk dust. The dormitory hall was intact, just darker. Narrow metal-frame beds lined the walls, tiny lockers still bearing initials from long-gone boys. Dorian’s eyes scanned for one in particular.

Avery said as she clung to Leath's arm. "You're welcome, princess. I'll take my leave, Lady Leath," She smiled at Lord Waldo and they watched him drive his golf cart away. Leath turned around to look at their newly renovated dormitory. It's basically a mansion with 25 rooms at both East and West wings. The East Wing was for girls and the West Wings was for boys. Each room is equipped with the personal likes of every student and is spacious enough to accommodate four persons. "Let's go! I'm excited to see the renovated rooms!" Avery pulled Leath inside the dormitory. The sound of excited students was the first thing that they heard. Avery was silently shrieking as she gazes upon the interior

My eyes nearly bugged out of my head at the sight, and I could feel the heat crawling under my skin, begging to be let out. It wasn't long before I reached Dorm 314. The young women in the dorm were especially brazen. They'd tease me mercilessly whenever I checked their dorm. I was admittedly a little embarrassed every time I entered their dorm. This time, I'd just arrived at the door when I heard their giggling and noisy chatter coming from inside their room. I knocked on the door. "Dorm check!" Within seconds, Francine Whitmore opened the door. She wore only panties to cover her modesty below. She was practically dripping with youth and vibrancy.

I mean, this is the only dormitory here in the city. "Welcome to the Trainer's Dormitory. This building has seven floors. The first to third floor is for average class dorm room, the fourth and fifth floor was for middle class dorm room, sixth floor is for wealth class and the seventh floor is for special class. The first and third floor have 25 rooms on each floor. Expect that the room is small but rest assured that you have enough space for a bed and a closet. There will be a cafeteria ang public bathroom for average class on each floor. And you can only take the elevator with brown door. Next is the middle class. Fourth and fifth floor have 18 rooms for each floor, you'll have a relativel

There's a white door with a digital keypad in front of us, and it has the tag "Elite Dorm 314." I blink, confused. This isn't our dorm. He had walked right past Dorm 314 as if it didn't even exist. My head spins. What is this place? What the hell is he planning? Rhydar buries a hand in the pocket of his jeans, takes out a keycard and taps it against the scanner. The door swings open, and a gasp slips out of my lips when I see the interior. It looks like a freaking penthouse! What the—

Mine. I walked through every hallway, checking on my people. Callum & Keiran’s Room – Gold and navy tones. Antique headboard. Silk sheets. A sitting area with a fireplace. I caught them mid laugh, shirtless, unpacking cologne and boots. Callum pulled me in for a kiss. “Ye did good, lass.” Rory’s Room – Sleek and masculine. Leather furniture. A whole ass office setup. He’d already set up four monitors and was installing a tea station. “This place is fuckin’ Hogwarts on steroids.”

Or, more likely, a more dangerous friend. Back in my dorm room, I locked the door, drew the blackout curtain, and turned on the single stuttering wardlight on my desk. The spellwork carved into the walls here was faded but clean. No embellishments or wasted space. Strictly for privacy and focus. Hawthorne House was not fucking around when it came to its warded spaces, not even for its guests.