Hogwarts Legacy: Poppy Sweeting นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Evander quickly explained the risks they would face to Poppy. “Who says I'm going to let us stay injured?” Poppy replied with a grin on her face. “All you need to do now is take off your clothes,” Poppy continued, glancing at Evander with a seductive look. Evander looked at Poppy in confusion, staring at her as if she had gone crazy and lost her mind after being beaten by the monsters. Poppy ignored Evander's strange gaze. Before taking off her magic bag, she reached inside and pulled out her Healing Potion from her inventory.

Lord Ravenclaw then turned to Joan and continued. "Joan, you stay here in the Great Hall with Susan , and keep an open eye on everything and everyone. Now where are the people that I called for?" Joan just nodded at her orders. Hearing that last tidbit, four people approached Lord Ravenclaw. Looking at them and calculating that they have an extra bag, he immediately said. "Names and responsibilities, please." "Madam Poppy Pomfrey, matron and resident mediwitch of the castle." Said an old witch that was wearing an outdated nurse dress robe.

Darius and Jade have been dating for 4 years now starting off in high school being the power couple as he was the quarterback so to them it was a match made in Heaven. Normally by 25 you should have found your mate but unfortunately this hasn’t been the case for the prince and now he has decided that Jade will be his chosen mate. This idea has always been a nightmare to me as she was my tormentor for near enough all my time at high school, the reason for it was just because I was a werewolf not a Lycan. Just as I was finishing off my pancakes Poppy walked into the room looking very glamorous as always, she is the spitting image of her mother but instead of blonde hair she has brown. “Are you

Marcus asked aghast as he looked at me, but I could barely hear him through the light ringing splitting through my skull. The fact that even Marcus was concerned made me smile slightly, at least that’s what I thought I was doing. The three of them were going to be absolutely fucked when Fredrick saw how far they let Poppy take her revenge. “She’s still alive, isn’t she?” Poppy shrugged as she used a cloth to clean her hands, the white material immediately turning bloody red. “Yes but-” “But what? As soon as that last piece of Blessed Silver is out of her body her wolf will heal her.”

As perfect as I've seen her, and I've always remembered her. But she was here now, wasn’t she? My Marissa. My Tatiana. She had returned. “You…” Theon’s voice trembled, recognition flaring in his gaze. “You’re supposed to be dead.” She smiled, a wicked, enchanting curve of her lips. Her gaze slid lazily toward him, eyes glittering dangerously. He took a step back, his heart racing against his chest. “Hello, Theon,” she said sweetly, her tone dripping with dark charm. “Goodbye, Theon.”

he chuckled as he asked her. “I heard,” Scar said. “Mouse, this is more like an audition than anything else.” He said softly. “An audition for what?” she asked as she looked around. “To find the perfect baby.” He said. “What?” She asked as she met his eyes. “Your friend must be one if she was able to get you in here. It is a closed event.” He said. “A baby, you know sugar, baby.” “A sugar baby?” She asked. “Sweetheart, you know nothing about any of this, do you?” he asked, taking in her wide eyes.

At this moment, Mr. Wisteria exclaimed, “Oh, Poppy gave me a pill earlier to heal my injuries too. The effect is simply incredible. Patriarch, I think you should search Poppy and see if she’s carrying more pills on her.” Mr. Wisteria's suggestion finally broke Poppy’s limit. Poppy sneered when she saw some people eagerly approaching her. “Since I dare to use it openly, it proves that I don't have many on hand. If you really want it, you can get it from my teacher. All my things are at my teacher's place!”

Max’s POV I had one hell of a day. I was sore, but nothing that the sweet Minerva Jones cannot fix. She whipped me up something from her little portable drawer like bag of potions and dropped a few of it’s yellow content in my tea. She reminded me of professor Snape from my favorite sequel, Harry Potter. The only difference was, miss Minerva was a happy soul. Snape was grumpy.

“That lake has a monster!” “Shut up, you damn low-rank beta!” At the same time, a woman appeared carrying a basket, interrupting the commotion. She kept her head low, a servant collar around her neck decorated evidently. “Good evening, sirs. My name is Poppy. I came to deliver food for Alpha Prince Kael’s new slave. May I know where she is, please?” “You came from Alpha Prince Kael’s pack house?” one of the guards asked. Poppy kept her head down and nodded, “Yes.”

She comes around the side of my desk so she’s facing me as she lifts herself up to sit on the edge of the large mahogany piece of furniture. “Hello, my love.” She returns my term of endearment with her sweet smile calming my somewhat frazzled nerves. Seriously, fucking vampires? “Yup, fucking vampires.” She says, picking up on my thoughts through our mind link. “How are Amber and Leia?” I ask, hoping our two little daughters aren’t too scared. “They’re fine.” Zella smiles, “they and the other younger pups are making Halloween decorations with some of the omegas. They’re probably covered in glitter at this point.” Ah, glitter. The herpes of the crafting world. Because you can never get rid of