Novel & Cerita Hot Chocolate Harry Potter

It took me minutes before I arrived to the first page of the ‘Potion Section’. “Animal Transformation Potion, Appearance Potion, Beauty Potion, Disguise Potion, Elixir of Life, Hair Growth Potion, Happy Potion, ..” every word was fascinating. I didn’t know things like these existed. Then after a few seconds, “The Love Potion.” I mumbled as I found the page that would bring me into my own death. “Two alive love bugs, three cups white wine, three cups red wine, nine apple seeds, and nine fresh rose petals.” I immediately read the ingredients and tried to familiarize the steps myself.

“Hey, want some hot chocolate? It’s getting cold.” “I’m fine, but I’ll take the hot chocolate. It’s been two weeks without sweets, and I’m starting to show withdrawal symptoms,” I joked. We stopped at a small shop that only served drinks. The menu was incredible—anything from "Penguin Coffee" to "Unicorn Hot Chocolate." Naturally, I had to try the unicorn one. When it arrived, my jaw dropped.

"Matches his eyes, you know?" I snorted. "Thanks." I closed the door and turned bac. Today was the day I'd address the pack, the entire country maybe about the project. Moonlight Phoenix... A nervous flutter filled my stomach. I took a sip and hummed. "Chai?" Charles asked. "It's really good," I said. I frowned. "You can smell it from over there?" He sat up, resting his arms on his knees and smiling. "I can... And the energy potion he's slipped you."

said Jesya, hugging Hanin tightly. "Hopefully the hot chocolate drink I made for you can get you hooked until you can't hold it back and go home to ask me to make that hot chocolate again for you." Juno spoke at length. It turns out that the hot chocolate juno made for Hanin this morning contains quite an astonishing meaning. "Unfortunately, you said that hot chocolate drink you bought instant, right? So I'm going to look for it in the market." Hanin's ingenious reply made Juno pat his forehead. Ah, it's stupid for him to have told Hanin about it.

We waited for 20 minutes just to take our orders. Then there's the Dominique Ansel Bakery (famous for the world-renowned cronut creation), who serves a more traditional cup. This hot chocolate is a city favorite, and is topped with a marshmallow flower. You know it’s wintertime when it’s 4:30 and it looks this dark outside. Ugetsu had a meeting with his manager so we head home early.

Chocolate runs over to her and she pets him. "Come sit," she says and I take the plant over to her. I cautiously sit down in front of her and cross my legs. "There is a place in Chicago that sells spell books, relics, and ingredients for potions. I went there yesterday when you were at school." "Okay, so what's with giving me the dead plant?" "Oh I want you to bring that back to life," she says nonchalantly and Chocolate springs up from her lap and runs away.

Max’s POV I had one hell of a day. I was sore, but nothing that the sweet Minerva Jones cannot fix. She whipped me up something from her little portable drawer like bag of potions and dropped a few of it’s yellow content in my tea. She reminded me of professor Snape from my favorite sequel, Harry Potter. The only difference was, miss Minerva was a happy soul. Snape was grumpy.

My loss of virginity didn’t mean the loss of my spirit. “Here you go one hot chocolate deluxe!” I jumped at the sound of the woman’s voice and turned, my eyes widening at the sight in front of me. The tall mug was filled with hot chocolate, and then topped with swirly whipped cream and an array of colourful sweets, as well as a flake. I grinned and scooped a dollop of cream onto my finger and tasting it. It was amazing and I looked up to the cook. “Thank you so much! Erm...Miss?” She laughed and shook her head.

Chastity asked, looking embarrassed for not knowing. “It is a cake that has liquid chocolate in the center. When you cut open the cake, chocolate oozes out of it. It’s close to heaven for a chocolate lover.” “Oh Ok. I’ll try that please.” “You’ll love it. I promise. Would you like anything sir?” “No thank you. I’m good. Please let the chef know that the steak was perfect.” I said. “He’ll be happy to hear that. I’ll be back shortly. Would you like a refill on your drinks?” Theresa asked.

Again the parts of a song… I’m leaving on a jet plane I don’t know when I will be back again Oh babe I hate you go... Mrs. Hillary, who is included in the ranks of killer teachers, is not only fierce but also famous and sadistic. If Mrs. Anna math teacher is Voldemort. So Mrs. Hillary is Professor Snape in the famous School of Witchcraft and wizardry book series, because of the sadism. When a student is do something wrong, it's over. It happened one day that almost all the kid of 11-7 were expelled from class for not doing homework. The remaining 11-7 residents are only a few people like Alfred and several children who are classified as diligent in doing homework. Smart children are not nece