Hogwarts Halls Novels & Stories

This was a fucking castle! It was a huge white building that had three stories that looked like it had like twenty rooms. The lawn was perfectly green and cut. There were a bunch of sports cars in the ridiculously long driveway. Holy shit they're way too rich. Even the air feels cleaner here. "You didn't tell me your vacation mansion is actually Hogwarts." I commented. "I wish." Lee snorted. "But I suppose it's nice." "You suppose? Lee, this place is insane!" "Master Windsor, how truly wonderful to see you!" An older man with a British accent approached us.

I never knew this side of him, I knew that he didn’t like following rules but not to this extent. From the outer look, it looks as though one is a huge well-built brick settlement. Above the door, there is its name written by magic. THE GREAT WIZARD is quite large, fire-lit, and stylishly luxurious. The ceiling is unusually high. The dining hall has several huge long tables, fit to almost 20 people each. The table's legs are shaped in the form of flowers. Near a big chimney, there is a windowless spiral staircase, I assume that it takes to the lodgings. I bet that the fireplace costs a lot of wood in order to stay lit. You can barely hear anything in here, over the din of other people. It's

Peter's POV Draco walked in front of Enzo and me as we made our way to the underground torture chambers. The journey that normally took about 1 hour took just 35 minutes to complete. Draco's deathly aura when he entered the van indicated he was in one of his worst moods, which was very surprising considering he had been with the lady boss just a few moments ago.

Tessa tells me and I look up at the arching pair of staircases vanishing above into darkness. Since we are the Blood Moon pack now, we are allowed to take the other staircase. So we both start walking upstairs, the heels of my stilettos clicking on the stone floor. "Another pair of stairs?" I look at the similar pair of arching stairs that move towards the fourth floor. "I guess the architects were super lazy. So they made each floor appear the same." Tessa remarks and I nod. Our path shifts towards the right of the main hall that leads to a huge corridor. We walk past the large glass windows standing tall on the stoned vintage walls. Gives the Hogwarts vibes.

"Well, if you're so bent on being useless, then be our guest." Selena grabbed Cynthia's hand and nodded at her with assurance. "Think of it as merely learning spells. I think it is rather exciting." Cynthia knows that her best friend is a fan of Harry Potter and has a weird Wiccan fetish. She remembered when they were in their first year of high school, Cynthia feared that her best friend may go crazy for researching stuff about them non-stop. Cynthia watched the eagerness glimmer in her eyes. Helplessly, she agreed. She has to skip the Gloom lessons and head to the library with Dylan. It appears that Dylan is pretty busy at the moment.

I asked as we began our walk out of the room and towards our classes. "Dangerous Beasts In MistWorld. It's in Evreaux Hallway. What about you?" She asked. We were approaching the intersection where we would have to part ways. I knew the school so well by now because I had explored it when I first arrived with the aid of the map provided to every new student. I knew there were five lecture hallways, the Evreaux, Essex, Apollon, Gaeon, and Varys Hallways. They were the founders of Neutral Academy.

If I had to wait one more minute while she talked me down, her face would be introduced to the wall. The halls of the East Wing stretched wide, banners of each realm’s faction lining the walls. Lycans, Fae, Elves, Warlocks, Vampyrs, werewolves and more. The air pulsed with magic and tension and something that felt like destiny waiting to happen to everyone who stepped their foot into this place. It was surreal and I had made it here, where the best of the nine realms learned to fight and protect their own. By the time I found the stairwell leading to the dorms, my arms were aching. I shifted one bag higher on my shoulder and silently cursed whoever designed a school this big without lifts.

We crossed the courtyard fast, the frost still spreading behind us, witches falling back from it rather than through it, and reached a set of doors at the far end that opened onto a hall wider than anything I had seen since the plain. Marble floor. Old banners hanging from a ceiling too high to see clearly. Bella's hand tightened on my arm the moment we stepped inside. "This is wrong," she said. "This hall was not here. I was kept two floors below this." "The coven has been rebuilding since the first war," Marcus said. "Kaelen has had centuries. He does not fight fair and he does not fight where you expect him to." I looked at the floor. Smooth marble, old symbols worked into the stone in pa

The red stone shimmered like it was melting under the sun, making the whole place look like a giant velvet cake of doom. Lush green lawns unfurled across the campus like a dream. White fountains gushed at every turn, trimmed hedges shaped like wolves, dragons, and things I couldn’t even name. A stadium-sized playground sprawled to one side. And behind it, a plaza—gym, pool, library, even a damn shopping center. It was Hogwarts on steroids. And our jaws? On. The. Floor. That’s when we heard the click. “DAD!” Keisha screamed.

With a sigh, I follow perfect Clarrisa. We exit the office into a glass-lined corridor, Clarrisas heels click loudly on the cream marble floor. Everything feels too bright and shiny. I'd hate to be the cleaner here, there must be a whole army of cleaners to keep all the glass and marble clean. Clarrisa leads me to an elevator and I let an audible breath as I remember my last elevator ride before I was kidnapped by a sexy, rude, jerk of a… wizard? Then I snort laugh as I think about what is happening. I'm in freaking Hogwarts, and that makes Mr Collins Professor Dumbledore. Clarrisa gives me a disapproving side-eye. “Sorry, it's been a wild day,” I explain.