Novel & Cerita Hogwarts Legacy Sebastian Sallow

A subtle narrowing of his eyes as he scanned the long table and its silver-lined plates. His posture remained noble, regal even, but his fingers were clenched just a fraction too tight around the back of his chair. He was calculating. And for once, I had given him something to calculate. “Is she dead?” Councilman Farris barked, voice cracking from age and too much brandy. “We were promised stability, not sabotage!” “She’s not dead,” Sebastian said sharply, the tension in his voice quickly masked by a tight smile. “Just… sensitive to certain ingredients, it seems.”

Drones zipped through the storm, sensors recalibrated, turrets moved, and every move was predicted, countered, and recalculated in real time. Sebastian advanced from the helicopter, his steps precise, almost graceful, as though he were moving across a ballroom rather than a battlefield. Every movement was deliberate, every pause a calculation. He glanced toward the mansion and spoke in a low, commanding tone audible even over the storm: “Aurora Hale.” Her heart skipped. “Sebastian, what do you want?” He smiled faintly. “To see if the girl your father protected, is worthy of the legacy.” Aurora’s pulse thundered. “Then judge me.”

"Valeria's not the girl you underestimated. She outmaneuvered you. She ended this." Sebastian gave a dry laugh. "Ended? No. She has just begun to play a new game. One I've already learned." Lazarus slammed his fist down on the table beside him. "What do you want, Sebastian? Legacy? Power? Revenge? All of them? At what price?" Sebastian looked at him then—looked at him. Something empty glowed in his eyes. Not madness. Calculation. "I want it all, Lazarus. But this time, I won't steal it.

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.”

"How's my sister?" "Sound asleep," Vador replied. "Something is wrong," Aleister said entering the room "Someone is coming," his eyes were now shades of grey "Avan,Emma,go,take Avan with you. Go to Alizon" "The dark witches are back," Vador said his eyes changing color." "That's right," someone replied across the room with her back turned. Immediately Vador was tied to a metal chair and so was Aleister. "How's the dark lord?" She asked turning to face them.

"I won't let them harm us." Aunt Cleo's voice sliced through the air like a warning bell, her words laced with urgency and gravity. "Aqua, you need to grasp the true threat of the coven. They're not just ordinary casters. Each possesses unique abilities, ranging from unnaturally swift regeneration and inhuman strength to the sinister power to manipulate creatures and even people, turning them into spies. Some even boast of an unnerving form of immortality, extending their lives far beyond the natural order. And worst of all, they have the terrifying capability to absorb the powers of other casters."

the man asked again. “Lucien Hart.” Lucien answered. I tugged at his sleeves, silently asking him what he was up to. “Relax, everything is under my control. He is the person behind the mysterious organization who was controlling Marcus into kidnapping innocent wolves.” His voice came through my head and I was shocked at his words. “Lucien Hart?” the man asked. He fell silent as if he was trying to remember something. “Ooh, so it is you. Then I guess you should know what I am talking about, right? Has your little plaything become a pile of dry bones already?” the man asked in a taunting voice.

Hannah POV. Trying to concentrate on what is happening outside and not on Haleys heated gaze, im startled when suddently Sebastian roars an order at me. " Move to this side, Now!" I dont understand what iv done to deserve his wrath, but I still oblige with his order and move into the seat directly opposite him. I'm relieved from Haleys gaze only for her to now show her displeasure at Sebastians order. As we make our way to his private elevator, Haley looks back at me and asks,

He stopped halfway as he tried to remember my name like he had somehow heard about it from somewhere. “Natalia.” “Yes, Miss Natalia, what a lovely name for a lovely lady like you.” he said and attempted to kiss my hand but the groan from Seb stopped him and he settled for a shake whilst chuckling. “I see your man is very protective of you and he is also the jealous type.” “Yes Minister, I am very very protective of what’s mine.” He said and stylishly took my hand from the minister. “Hmm…I see. Well, moving on. This is Minister Don, he is the one in charge of all the regulating and sanctioning of businesses. Minister Don, you do remember Sebastian right? The son of the former Gamma we lost in