Hogwarts Trial 2 Novels & Stories

The more you care, the more you have to loose. ~Harry Potter, Order of Phoenix •• Noor wasn't sure if she wanted to be annoyed, angry, happy or disappointed. The flirty playful guy she had met twice on accident was actually the Mr. Umar Lukuwa she was supposed to meet.

The other girl who had blocked my view of Kai had that exact necklace too, the black-colored version. “All siphons have to do to reach their magic is touch the necklace and cast whatever spell they need.” She picked up the bag she had come in with. “Most of you will not be in our next class, but I do wish each ward good luck in your first trial.” **** “All aspirants have some selected Acolytes to accompany them through their four trials.” Headmistress Audrey started. “Today is the announcement and execution of your first trial. And with me is councilman Omen. The leader of the nine councilmen in Oakblood.”

I was now going to take my magic test and, finally, see if I could get my magical license. If Harry Potter could do it then so could I! So, I took a breath and prepared to jump into the magic trial. First, it was a paper test, which was never fun. Then you had to show you knew the spells you had been practicing. Finally, a potions test. I truly feel like I had stepped into Hogwarts or something. During a brief break between trials, I nearly did make a joke about it but didn’t think it was going to go over well so I stopped myself

But due to the appearance of the lady boss, I had thought Draco was changing, but it seems he was still the feared devil in the underworld. I could already hear the heart wrenching screams as soon as we got out of the elevator and entered the corridor, making our way to the room at the end of the hallway. The pungent smell of blood and sweat and rotten body parts due to wounds on some of the prisoners that were left untreated filled our nostrils, but Draco seemed unfazed as he took calculated and controlled steps towards the door. Draco made his way to the huge chair that was reserved for him anytime he came around to watch and sat down like a king. Only that he looked like the king of hell.

He was a middle-aged man, with metallic grey hair and hazel eyes. He didn't look the least bit remorseful as he was dragged across the aisle to the wooden stand meant for him. The guards cuffed him to the railings, then retreated to the back of the tribunal. Total silence descended as everyone waited. Then Alpha Rhett got up, cleared his throat and addressed the crowd. "People of Silvermist," he began. "We are gathered here today to witness the trial of Jacob Malfoy, who was found guilty of treason. This trial will be conducted by Alpha King Dylan Callahan of Shadowfang pack."

The floor was marked with intricate sigils, each designed to channel energy and test the limits of magic. At the center of the arena stood a figure cloaked in white robes. Their face was hidden beneath a hood, but their presence radiated authority. This was her mentor, assigned by the Headmistress—a master of bloodline magic, capable of controlling powers far beyond what Aera had seen in the courtyard. “Miss Vale,” the figure said, voice smooth and commanding, echoing across the arena. “You have been chosen for the Trial of Fire because your abilities are unique. You will face challenges that will test not only your skill but your resolve. Fail, and the consequences… will be dire.”

Third pov "Look Kova, Quidditch ground model" Vanessa screamed jumping like a little kid while looking at the Quidditch model in front of her. "Clam down nessa" Kova gently murmured to Vanessa who was not listening at all. Vanessa and Kova were wandering around in the harry potter mini-museum that lead the Potterhead to the main theatre where the show was about to be held in 20 minutes, the mini-museum was a surprise for all of them who were about to see the show. Vanessa was excited as hell, looking at the model, the poster, and all to which some people were giving weird looks, some was murmuring CUTE to Vanessa who was thrilled like a kid, kova was a little embarrassed

"I am really curious" "Haven't you heard that curiousity kills the cat?". asked emma."am telling you nothing". said emma. Ben tried to make a cute face but she brushed him off."go away". ********** "So you mean to tell me that you were unable to finish the task?".a deep male voice says. He was seated cross leggedly with confidence all over him.he had a Mohican cut and scythe-shaped eyebrows. His Roman nose and half-dome cheekbones sat on his chiseled jaw. He walked with a tiger like tread and his nomad-blue eyes twinkled.

I calmly take in a deep breath before nodding. Few meters ahead and I was standing before the council. Principal Eldor was sitting amidst four strange faces, only one female and Tabitha Crofus -my grandmother is sitting some meters away from them. A sly smile rests on her lips as she looks at me. I return it with my chin up high, setting her aback. "Miss Hermione Crofus, a final year student of Showek's High school is been accused of using her magic wrongly to hurt a fellow student, by name Ketura Crofus..." The man at the extreme end says

"The people need to watch her die so they know I will not tolerate dissention. You do your part and find another way to save us." Spots danced before my eyes and the edges turned black. I would be unconscious in seconds and all would be lost. The words to a spell filled my mind and I spoke them as best I could. "Rua-tha grislin-gr we-nwillow." As the spell filled the air, Mizrabel's eyes grew wide. She released me, falling back. "What have you done?" she demanded, studying her hands as they began to shimmer. From my crumpled position on the ground, I watched as the spell took effect. I meant to keep her away from me, but it was doing more than that.