Hogwarts Valley Collection Chests Novels & Stories

Hogwarts Castle, Somewhere in the Scottish Highlands November 30th, 1992, 9:51 AM - Monday He then stored the mokeskin pouch in an inside pocket of his robes. Erik then did the same with the cup and the locket, storing them inside his mokeskin pouch and putting it inside an internal pocket inside his blazer. "So, Mr. Croaker, what do you want to do about the disembodied soul of Tom Riddle?"

I look at the chests crammed with golden goblets, jeweled swords, pearl necklaces, bracelets and Egyptian crowns, emeralds and sapphires. —Can I choose a chest and everything inside it? - I say maliciously. —That's cheating, but yeah. I will allow it this time. I sigh in frustration. So much opulence and gold short-circuits my mind. I turn to Alex. —What would you choose? He looks at me with sparkling eyes and an openly carnal expression. Licking his lower lip, his fangs begin to become visible, protruding from his upper gum. —Don't you know? - He asks hoarsely.

By the time they were finished, they had collected a chemistry set, a Teddy Bear, an old-fashioned set of Jacks, pick-up sticks, a sled, a Trouble game, and a few other things. "Would you like anything else?" Mr. Cummings asked, smiling like the Cheshire Cat from Alice in Wonderland. Speaking of which-. "Yes. Do you have the book Alice's Adventures in Wonderland?" Taren asked. "Sure do." Mr. Cummings moved from behind the counter and approached a shelf filled with books. "It's in here somewhere-." He browsed through the books and then he jumped in surprise. "Ah ha! Here it is!" He pulled a book off the shelf and then headed back behind the counter. "Your daughter will really like this when y

Kai stood there, brimming with anger as he watched them. "We are afraid you might be forced to submit the book and the wand to the wrong hands and that will mean destruction to many of the weak packs and those who they do not like. There is a very complex history and totally puzzling circumstances about the chest and we will not go into that now.”We only want you to know that if you hand the book and wand to the wrong pack, we are all doomed. For ages, not any of these packs have been able to lay hands on the book and wand... When a certain pack had found the chest, they had not been able to open it. None had ever been able to open the chest."

It could not have just been to tease him. "This lock," said Arthur from his wheelchair, his voice steady, "is the Barrowbay Thousand Mechanism Burst, a relic of a lock that's almost extinct. If you try to force it open, the trap triggers, and poof—everything inside turns to ash." Alexander eyed the group who had stumbled upon the chest. "Got a key?" "Nope." Their faces fell at Arthur's revelation, realizing they might have unearthed a dud instead of treasure. The last thing they wanted was to lose the cash they were after.

This further confirmed that his great-grandfather had indeed been friends with the witches. After walking about fifty meters, they reached a treasure chamber with small vents at the bottom of its walls. Treasure chests were stacked in the corner of the chamber. In another, several barrels were lined up with gold coins, gems, and pearls. However, they didn’t catch Adro and Grace's attention, but a table supported a stack of books, scrolls, and some jewelry boxes. "Books in the treasure chamber?" Adro said, taking one of the books. "I'll check the scrolls, okay?" Grace asked.

In his hands was a large chest of vials, and I felt my heart drop to the ground instantly. It must have been the one they had dragged out of Kael’s cursed lair, the same one Hazel had told me about. They all glimmered faintly under the lights, like something straight out of a fairytale, only this one had the aura of predicting doom and chaos instead.

In her hands, she held a small chest. “Zoe,” she began, her tone brisk but kind. “The witches have done all they can. The weapons are enhanced with spells to pierce even the strongest wards and dark protections. The potions will restore strength, bolster energy and in some cases, grant temporary resistance to the effects of dark magic.” She opened the chest, revealing several vials of shimmering liquid in hues of gold, crimson and icy blue. “These are the most potent we’ve made. Use them wisely.” Zoe took the chest, nodding in gratitude. “Thank you, Ellara. For everything.”

A male like me does not get to sit there. I turn and stare out the thick glass, keeping my face totally still. Elder Grace’s stone lodge is totally packed with loud wolves celebrating the new pup's blood blessing. They took over the whole upper floor of the pack hall. Every wolf here is a big leader from the surrounding territories. When the truck stops, I jump out to get the tribute boxes from the back. There are three heavy wrapped chests inside. I hesitate, looking at them. Draven walks over, grabs two heavy chests, and shoves them into my arms. I look at the third chest—it has different pack markings on it.