Hufflepuff Backgrounds นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“Does that make me a Ravenclaw or a Hufflepuff?” “Gryffindor.” Dean smiled at him. “They are courageous, chivalrous and determined. Plus, holy shit, the special effects.” JD laughed and hugged her to him. “I didn’t think that Harry was your type of movie. But I guess the special effects make it your type.” “Yeah. Especially the parts that aren’t done completely CGI. I mean even then; you have your place holders. And of course, there’s a forest named after me.”

The journey of a thousand miles begins with one step. 22nd September, 2012 Batch 1, merit students Welcome. Bliss stood in front of the huge multipurpose hall where tables have been set up. There were signs in front of all of them stating what they were for. She began to read Administration. Admissions. Uniforms. Bursary. PTA. Labour. Red house. Blue house. Yellow house. Green house. Violet house. Orange house. There were students in different colours of uniforms. The prefects in their standard school uniforms. Sky blue shirts with royal blue plaid skirts, white stockings and black cortina shoes with a royal blue blazer and/or royal blue berets on some with their badges on their upper bodies

It was the second time I burned myself with my cup of tea. I had recently bought it when I discovered an internet store about literary articles, and I instantly fell in love with the Harry Potter-themed cup that only required the coat of arms belonging to the book when it was filled to the top by a smoking liquid. Most of the time, I just filled it with water just to have the pleasure of seeing the dark color giving way to the brightness that contained the drawing of the most famous magnificent witchcraft school in the literary world.

The pussy hadn’t done it and I was tired of waiting. I whistled for the first time while putting on my school uniform. It could be worse. Rochester’s colors were black and white, à la Hogwarts. The girls could wear black skirts and jumpers with white logoed blouses. The boys had black pants with ties and collared shirts.

Taking a deep breath, I swipe right. I continue on, and also swipe right on three other men. One mentions Slytherin—I decide not to tell Charlie, who told me to only date Hufflepuffs—one mentions he has a beagle, which is my favorite breed, and the third also has a photo of him with a dog and, in the background, a World of Warcraft poster. All three of them are smiling and are normal looking, maybe seven out of ten, which is what I consider myself to be, so hopefully they’re not out of my league.

Chambers - White Werewolves - Dark Blue Wizards - Dark Violet Alchemists - Dark Brown Fairies - Dark Green Shapeshifters - Black Levy looked at me with a frown face. "Tsk, should I just threaten Sir Vein and force him to put us in a class together?" I immediately burst into laughter. I think Levy is obsessed with me right now. This is why it's so hard to be charming. "Don't be down. We're already roommates. I'm sure the time will come when you'll get tired of this face."

Geth growled. We were all seated around a large round table in the Great Hall. A glittering chandelier hung above giving off an ambient glow. The room was lined in gilded wood and pictures of previous royalty from the seven magics hung precisely along the walls. I admired the newest. The soul of the fairy realm. Her name was Aurora. We met a couple of times. She was nice.

He said with a smile so I nodded. We were now in front of a large door which I assumed is the entrance door. Are you ready Ms. Harris?" He asked while smiling and looking at me. "Ready. I said. Slowly the big golden door opened and I was almost stunned when I saw inside. From the center is placed a huge fountain featured with the design of the Paranormal high logo. There are butterflies flying accompanied by some students with the ability to fly. There are students walking and chatting, other students running and playing, and those who use their power and there are nerds who just read a book.

A grin slipped onto his face and he continued, “Welcome to your own little Hogwarts!” Twisting the knob, Nate entered and Eira followed. After hearing the word ‘Hogwarts’ she had built up high expectations. The room wasn’t grand or beautiful. Truthfully, it was dull. First she took in were the shelves with several thick books that looked torn at the edges. There were a few wooden tables with differently shaped candles and pentagrams drawn over them. The walls were lined with crafts and charts that attracted her attention. Most of them were hangings that showed the phases of the moon. There was something written below each picture but it was a foreign language that she couldn’t understand. Sh