Hogwarts Valley Collection Chests Novels & Stories

My mate swallows, nodding as we all begin slotting the vials of serum into our suits as we clip them in so they don’t fall out once the fighting begins. The air in the room thickens as the clock ticks. I can almost sense how close Teddy is getting, and I don’t like it. We have our plan; we just need to see it through. “What are these 6 holes for then?” Avery asks as Gabriel reaches into the box only to bring out a small ornate wooden chest. “It’s for these.” He begins opening them up, and I see what looks like a spider brooch. A shiver crawls up my spine seeing them, much like many others in the room. Stacey visibly recoils. “Ugh, I hate spiders.”

Hidden at the base of the left magnolia tree is a wooden chest covered in dirt and dust. Julien blows on the surface, revealing a gold-plated iron chest. He snatches a key from his necklace and opens the compartment. A flute and a harp—utterly clean and new—were inside.

Should I be grateful that I was locked in that cage instead of standing in line with the rest of those witches? Two guards carried a chest filled with purple jades and put it in the center of the hall. Then Maren took a glowing, glass container—the stolen part of the core. She opened it and poured it into a crystal decanter as if it was some damn liquor. She placed the decanter on the table by the chest and turned to the gathered witches. "Any volunteers?" she sang, looking at the crowd. Einer pointed at the witch standing on his right. The brown-haired woman in her forties vehemently shook her head. "No," she muttered. "Please… I… I can't…"

I move to my knees and wipe the dust, but the names have been defaced. “She is alive,” the words run around my head. If that is true, then I need to find her and protect her. I see something out of the corner of my eye and turn to see a chest. I stand and move towards it. The chest has feathers carved into the wooden lid with thick silver bands. I try to open it, but it zaps me and I move away. Only a phoenix can open the chest. Whatever is inside must be valuable.

Damon's eyes darkened, and just as she tried to pull away, he took the initiative and held the back of her head. "One more time, darling." "No. I'm tired..." Celeste grumbled, but Damon shut her up with a kiss. ... Meanwhile, Winston was invited to the study by Chester, and it was obvious that it wasn't just to look at his collection. Chester's study was a suite, with a desk and bookshelves outside, and a couch for resting. There was a hidden door on one of the bookshelves, leading to the treasure room. The treasure room was filled with all sorts of valuable items, some of which had made headlines of the news for their insane prices.

“Antique silver, probably worth a small fortune given its age and craftsmanship. He wanted it appraised and repaired so it could be added to the Alpha Collection.” Lilith stiffened beside me, and my stomach dropped. The Alpha Collection was Ashclaw’s finest and most expensive collection of artifacts: jewels, artwork, trinkets, even bars of solid gold. It existed deep beneath the estate, locked behind a solid iron door that only Alexander and Gabriel knew the code to. So Alexander wanted to take Lilith’s locket and lock it away in the vault like it was a trophy to him. He actually thought he had a right to keep it just because it was valuable.

At the Potter Mansion, Randy and Erica hauled a large chest downstairs. Erica put her hands on her hips, panting. "Melody Nichols sure knows how to hoard stuff. What even is this? It's so heavy." "We've seen it," Randy replied. "It's all jewelry. Oh, and 50 kilograms of gold bars." Erica rolled her eyes. "50 kilos? Thought it'd be some crazy amount." "That's still worth 20 million dollars, you know," Randy said, opening the chest.

It was a beautiful red dress that was my size as well. Underneath there was a letter; Happy birthday. Wear these tomorrow to your birthday party with no signature or anything on it. I placed it back in the box and opened the jewellery box to see a beautiful diamond bracelet. "what the fuck," I mumbled to myself inside the box was a diamond tester, I laughed to myself What crazy person is sending me real diamonds? I tested the diamonds and they were in fact real. what the fuck?

A little barred window was pushed open and two large light-colored, wet eyes looked out, which caught a light of the torches, sickly orange in color. “We are here to get the Dampener,” Vanya mumbled, her voice sounding bored, like we were running an errand, rather than walking up to the snarl of a trap. The rusty door swung slowly open, and we entered the Vault. It was a hole of a plundered past. Crowns of dead kingdoms were stacked in corners like rubbish; old swords inscribed with forbidden runes were leant against jars of glittering contraband. But the focus of my eyes was on the middle of the room. A collar was on a pedestal of black molten rock. It was of cold, heavy iron, carved with N

Even from this distance, I could feel the invisible thread of his devotion pulling at me. I turned back into the house, my heart full, my body feeling languid and loved. I went to the small storage room to find a bowl for the fruit I’d gathered. That was when I saw it. Tucked away in the very back of the pantry, half-hidden under a pile of old linens, was a small, iron-bound chest. It wasn't something we had bought in the village. It was heavy, dark, and looked as if it had been forged in a different lifetime.