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Harry replied. "Without any guards?" I asked in surprise. "Yes, my Lord," Harry answered me. "Hm, I see," I said as I stared ahead to the forest path. "So no new humans have been caught. How long have I been asleep?" I asked, as I saw Zuri's stomach had grown bigger as well, compared to the last time I was informed of her pregnancy. "It's been 80 days, my Lord," Harry informed me, and I gasped. "Wow, how time flies easily. Hmm," I remained silent while Harry stood aside, as I continued to stare into the calm trees and field, watching the birds chirping around, and I relaxed to the cool wind and watched the sun go down.

Halvir was even older than Harry, especially Aefar, who was over a century old. Harry and Fanny, this time, are flabbergasted. In contrast to hearing the story from Anindira, they wanted to laugh at themselves now, but they were also wary of Halvir and Aefar. Previously, they were stuck with the youthful look of the two handsome men before their appearance. They had to be more careful.

The time had come to awaken Jessica and Edgar. Harry was 89 years old. He had retired more than 20 years ago. But on the day Jessica and Edgar were to be thawed, he came to the research base, eager to witness the reunion of the couple who had crossed 50 years of time to be together again. Besides Harry, there was also a mysterious guest waiting.

I stood up immediately. - He wants to talk to you too. I walked hurriedly into the room to find David with a quiet smile on his lips. - What did you two talk about? - I asked when I saw Damien closing the door and standing next to me. - Man talk. - He replied and continued to smile. I smiled back, feeling silly. - You're still a boy, David Souza. - Many boys have already become kings at my age. Harry Potter faced serious drama at the age of fourteen in Goblet of Fire.

Bryce started up his vehicle and drove away. Up in Lena’s bedroom, the brunette had settled back onto her bed and picked up where she left off in her book. She had literally gotten to the part where Harry had received his letter to Hogwarts when the door to her room opened again and this time it was eighteen year old Dawn Smith who bounced into the room.

By majority vote, Olivia and I had decided to watch, for the trillionth time, Harry Potter and the sorcerer's stone, and while Nick was initially reluctant to see anything other than action, after forty minutes you could tell that we had created a new fan with the adventures of the most wonderful wizard in the world. “And when is the next one released?” He asked as soon as the movie finished. "In November.” we both answered at the same time. "But you even respond at the same time and everything!” Nick said laughing. We just smile at each other before looking at him. "Okay, don't kill me.” Was his answered before getting up "I have to go.” He said looking at his watch. I was surprised to see

An utter loser who feels scared to even groan loudly in her bedroom, let alone reveal my true feelings to my best friend from childhood. Notifications began to flood on my phone with messages from my friends and I felt slightly better. At least the party in the evening with my friends would be good, even though I had no idea where we were going. This year my friends were organising a surprise birthday/farewell party for me, as I am flying off in a week's time to Sydney, to do my Degree in IT. My phone beeped again, and this time it was various memes of Harry Potter, because all my friends knew what a diehard Potterhead I was. At least Harry had it easy, he didn't have to suffer for three yea

“I’m… not young. I’m… I mean, I’m just a farmer and a widower…” “Sweetheart,” Harry closed the door behind them. “I’m too old to admit to a precise number, but between you and me, I’ve got a few centuries on you, and I love animals. Now, let’s unwrap Harry’s present so that I can play with it.”

Aurora’s P.O.V He froze for a beat. Just a beat. But that hesitation spoke volumes. His mouth opened and closed once, then again, and finally, with a resigned sigh, he mumbled, “It wasn’t like that. We all know witches can’t use magic before we turn eighteen.” I crossed my arms, giving him a look that told him I wasn’t going to let that slide.

I think he must be around 60-70 years old. "Yes," Siva smiled but her eyes were sad. I didn't know what happened, but it seems like there is a sad backstory behind that topic. She looked up again after a few seconds. "Master Zhou, we are here to get the last book that can reverse the magic of the Black Book. Can you please give that to us? I just learned that there are some people who are still using that and as a guardian, I need to stop them from spreading the spells." Siva told him.