Hogwarts Drawings Easy Novels & Stories

“So get going everyone. Bring out your pens and notebooks and try drawing them as and when possible. Your Luna will help you if you get stuck but it’s pretty much a lot of practice and patience till you all learn to draw them.” Madeleine went to the whiteboard and erased everything we had written previously. Taking out a marker, she began drawing it, “So these are the set of runes, I had drawn on the wooden stumps to free the wisps. I had to retrace it nine times in a circle to finally free them all. Hence, I do believe that we might have to draw it in a circle around the lich that will hold him in like a cage. To not confuse you, I will draw the mirror image…”

Trying to find something that will ease the awkwardness, she turned her head away, only to find a drawing above the cabinet. Harriet narrowed her eyes. What she saw in the drawing is something that she already saw when she was young. ‘Isn’t that…?!’ “Cassius, you drew this?” Harriet asked, pointing the drawing above the small cabinet. Cassius stared at the paper above. It is a drawing of a small modern hut house with palm tree on the side and a sea behind. His eyes widened. He hates the sea but he couldn’t stop himself from drawing that after he remembered a certain part of his childhood memories.

Noah was on the floor with the drawing unrolled in front of him. He had added something in the lower right corner. Small. Specific. We crouched down to look. It was a house. Not Captain Fossil's house. A house. With a pitched roof and four windows and a garden. And three figures at the right side. A tall one. A medium one. A small one with a fossil in his hand. But different from the drawing on the kitchen table. In this version the three figures were inside the house. Not at the right side.

Her heartbeat quickened, not with fear, but with that strange kind of anticipation that only comes when something hidden is just within reach. She knelt down, slowly this time. Gently, deliberately, she pulled the drawer open fully. Inside: more drawings. Crayon sketches on yellowed paper — childish but full of detail. Two boys under a mango tree, one taller, one grinning with front teeth missing. Another of a house, clearly the Kareem mansion, drawn with careful precision and love. The name “Rami” was scribbled in the corner of one page. Zara’s fingers trembled as she lifted an old essay from a thin folder. It was worn at the edges, but the handwriting was neat, even, and emotional. At the

He was not sure whether the plan to exorcize the witchcraft from her aunt would work. The hut was as vacant as they had left it on their previous visit. But there was a new development; the floor was as black as ebony and there were drawings resembling a snake on the walls. Okayo stared at the drawings with suspicion. He had never seen them on the dunged walls before and he wondered what they stood for.

Though Alpha Valor was 1000 years old, he looked in his early 30s. None of them looked their age. His mother, Luna Emmaline, looked in her 20s, the second leader of his family's small pack. She has blonde hair. The greenest eyes I'd seen. She's also tall but not as tall as the male and has a voluptuous body. All the she-wolves seem to have a curvy body, a large bust, and the ideal buttock size, which makes me wonder why Connor chose an uncurvy and ordinary-looking human girl like me.

Her eyes were now at Olivia’s level. The corner of the white piece of paper on Olivia’s knees was lifted by the wind. She pressed it down with her left hand. Jenny glanced down at the paper. There’s a house drawn on the paper. The outline of the house is blue, with a brown roof. Three curved lines emerge from the chimney—that’s smoke. In front of the house, there’s a person with dark-colored hair and a blue body. This person is holding another smaller person by the hand. The smaller person also has dark-colored hair and a green body.

The top is completely covered of papers, crayons and colored pencils. Sketches filled the papers. "Nico..." She whispered as she approached the desk, curiosity immediately replaced amusement when she saw the first drawing showed dinosaurs. “You are so obsessed with dinosaurs.” The second sheet still contained dinosaurs. The third one, Althea stopped. Wait. Althea thought gently as she reached for another sheet. That wasn't... She picked up the page and saw several circles and circles. The sheet has drawings of hallways and measurements. No. She corrected herself as her heartbeat slowed. Not measurements. Rooms.

"The what?" Aiden proudly lifted the parchment, presenting it with a triumphant flourish. It was a masterpiece of terrible stick figures. There was a tall, blocky man with a jagged golden crown, a woman wearing an oversized silver tiara, a small blob representing a little boy, a giant black dog with six legs, a glowing stick figure surrounded by yellow loops, and a final girl drawn with aggressively angry V-shaped eyebrows. Kael let out a long, dry sigh. "Let me guess. The one with the furious eyebrows is your long-lost aunt?"

The first pages contained ordinary drawings. Faith. The house. The old fig tree. Then... His expression changed. Bethwel leaned closer. "What is it?" Alex turned the book around. Glen had drawn the northern woods. A square hatch. Six stick figures. One had a hat. Another had unusually large boots. Each figure carried a different symbol instead of a face. Joel smiled. "Children draw differently." Alex nodded. "No." "He wasn't drawing faces." "He was classifying them." He pointed at the figure with the hat.