Novel & Cerita Hogwarts Dormitory

I’m not a stranger to old things with historical value, given how I’d spent my whole life calling a castle home, but still…the architectural grandeur, the winter ambiance, the incoming dusk; all these factors combined manage to give the feeling as though we’re entering another world. We find accommodation for the next two days as soon as possible. It’s a pretty discreet hotel that is hidden from the main streets, a budget hotel if you may. We have two booked two rooms as per the regulations, but we know that we won’t be using one of them. We book the largest rooms they have that are next to each other and quickly carry our luggage up to them. The witches ward the room with their normal prote

Headmistress Weatherly said as she turned into a small courtyard with a fountain and bench in the center and surrounded by four, two storey buildings. The buildings were red brick covered in vines and creepers, giving them a very quaint look. Asha felt slightly better seeing the dorms, they gave off a comforting vibe and it made her feel like she could like her new home. She just hoped everyone was as welcoming as the dorms looked. "We have a few other dorms around here but this is where you'll be staying," Headmistress Weatherly continued as she led the way toward one of the buildings. They stopped in front of the building with an Emerald green door and a gold door knocker. She pulled out a

“Then that’s what we destroy.” They moved fast. The deeper they went, the more distorted the dorm became. Hallways twisted like DNA strands. Lights buzzed overhead in arrhythmic patterns. Once, they passed a cluster of screens flashing faces students who’d gone missing months ago. Their eyes blinked in sync with the dorm’s pulse. Nora covered her mouth. “It’s using them as data…” Lola forced herself not to look. When they finally reached the east wing, the air felt different thicker, warmer, humming with energy. The walls here weren’t walls anymore but layers of translucent panels, each one glowing from within.

But the accommodation f*e is about 15,000 dollars per term for two students in a dorm, and 30,000 dollars per term for a single person in a dorm, how the hell am I supposed to afford that? “Alan Rowan!” I suddenly heard my name. “Yes.” I answered on instincts and my feminine voice rang out which drew attention, all gaze were on me, so, I pretended to have a cough. “Uhm… Yes, that’s me.” “Your dorm is in Zenith Hall, Room 270.” The registrar said as he handed me my pass and key, his eyes fell back towards his computer, calling out the next person. I dragged my suitcase under the hot sun, my eyes finally taking in how magnificently huge the school is—and for such a big private school, with eno