Hogwarts Mystery Fanfiction Novels & Stories

pointing her wand at the wall, and to her surprise, everything turned blue. “I am a witch!” she exclaimed, jumping up in excitement. END OF FLASHBACK. “Hazel! Hazel!” Finn shook Hazel’s shoulder for the hundredth time, drawing her back to reality. “What the hell is going on? We need to leave because it is five in the morning already, and the bell will go off by five-thirty or six,” he said as soon as her body jerked to his touch. “I am sorry,” she said, getting to her feet. “Shrink,” she commanded the book and wand, then cupped them in her palms.

Every story has a beginning, some good, some bad, mine has never been a happy one, no matter who, or how I tell it, nobody will believe me. I can't rely on the people in my life, My parents ignore me, or are cruel to me, my friends are unreliable, and aren't trustworthy either. So what happens when I turn 16 years old, and run away from my problems to another world, only to find myself in the same magical world I played make belief in as a kid? With heartbreak at every turn, and a possible new relationship on the horizon, what could possibly go wrong in this world that hasn't happened to me on Earth?!

" At this moment, a roaring voice came from outside the banquet hall, low and muddy.If I guessed correctly, the owner of this voice is my fiance Hagrid! "Liar, liar!"Hagrid dragged his heavy body into the banquet hall, and he knocked over at least two tables. "She is a liar!"Hagrid pointed at me angrily and said, "Liar!"" The siren Aurora obviously realized that something was wrong, and she shouted at the guards, "Catch this witch!""

Wales mystical holmes Episode 19 Written by ibikunle charis Episode 19 I was silenced as soon as my neck snapped and my body dropped to the ground, making a loud thud on the ground. He stretches his hand and draws out my soul from my body making my whole bones snapped. He brought out a jar and opened its lid, then forced my soul inside the jar before closing it tightly. He walked away from the scene and made his way out of the mall.

I felt bad with all the news I was only bombarded her with and filling up her table. I wait for my mother to come back from the kitchen, fetching some brownies she'd been making for her chronic pain before we got here and wanting to tell her Bahm was also a wizard. ☽☽☽☽☽✦☾☾☾☾☾ Bahm's P.O.V "Ahh.. Half Dark Wizard, Half Werewolf.. Hmm...Thats an interesting mix." Hunnie's mother says after handing Hunnie and I some of the chocolate brownies she retrieved. They smelled good and tasted very rich.

The hug was short and brief but it gave Akira the strength she needed to push just a little bit further. They walked around till Orion paused at the fantasy section of the library, the children's section to be precise. “Eureka!” He exclaimed. Akira chuckled at his childlike expression, “what are we doing here?” “Does this look familiar?” He asked. She looked closely at the book and smiled, “Harry Potter?” She asked in surprise. “Yes my darling, I believe that there's a creature in this book that might have a hand in Mirabel's petrification.” Akira scoffed, “I doubt the basilisk would want to have anything to do with her.”

"Not just in me. In both of us." "Then we use it." Kara's violet eyes hardened with determination. "Together. We end this." Outside the cave, the forest had gone silent. The corrupted half-bloods had been marching toward the waterfall, driven by Liesel's dark magic, their empty eyes fixed on their goal. But when the golden light exploded from the cave, when the First Wolf's power surged through the earth and sky, they stopped.

They all yell together. Just then the door opens. I hear the little 'DING DING' of the bell hanging over it. I was terrified, to say the least. But I had made up my mind to send them to Lucia and Edvard. The witch/wizard couple of Ravenswood... Keya P.O.V

A grin slipped onto his face and he continued, “Welcome to your own little Hogwarts!” Twisting the knob, Nate entered and Eira followed. After hearing the word ‘Hogwarts’ she had built up high expectations. The room wasn’t grand or beautiful. Truthfully, it was dull. First she took in were the shelves with several thick books that looked torn at the edges. There were a few wooden tables with differently shaped candles and pentagrams drawn over them. The walls were lined with crafts and charts that attracted her attention. Most of them were hangings that showed the phases of the moon. There was something written below each picture but it was a foreign language that she couldn’t understand. Sh

“Do you?” “Nope, I’m a Sorceres Winner. It’s my duty to save everybody from the jerremy tide of the werewolves…and to take three wolves as Tributes, possibly to save and break them.” “Not quite as rebutturing as I’d hoped for, but I’ll take it,” Mischief pouted, although his fingers unwound from my hair. “A werewolve in your wardrobe, a magic wolve in your pocket, and now an angel in your attic. Are you certain that you don’t want to tell me about an elf stashed in your knicker drawer? Or a baby dragon in your cauldron?”