Hogwarts Drawings Easy Novels & Stories

Now, she sat here in the mornings, drinking the coffee he made for her—the silent, pathetic peace offering he left on the counter every day, hoping she wouldn't throw it out. He looked at the refrigerator—at the blue circular magnet holding up the three drawings. He wanted his drawing up there so badly it made his chest ache, but he didn't know how to ask without sounding desperate. "What are we drawing, Eli?" "Animals," Eli said, his small hand moving with fierce concentration. "Mrs. Yusuf said to draw our favorites." "How many do we have?" "Three." Eli pointed a small finger. "That's a brachiosaurus. That's Patterson. That's Gerald."

He nods, and sucks his teeth, “Did you want an assault course?” “Eventually, but she needs to fly straight before we try flyin’ fancy.” He nods and smiles, then using the crystals at the end of the staff he starts drawing on the blueprint, it would be off of the basement, and he draws a door once he’s finished. Which fades into place with a small shower of pale green sparks. “Ooh, now that’s fancy magic.” Merlin chuckles and walks to the door and opens it. She walks over, “Oh, now that’s perfect, Darlin’. You have my thanks.” He smiles,

There was no time to waste. Lyda rushed to work. She retrieved the last pages of Aunt Mara's book from under her mattress, tossing them aside until she found the one she was looking for. The hardened black substance on the parchment revealed a drawing consisting of a circle with a series of lines running inside it to form a six-armed star, the vertices of which pointed to six smaller circles around the edge of the large one. This was it. She remembered studying it briefly before Aunt Mara's book was destroyed, but now was the time to put her knowledge to the test.