J.k. Rowling's Wizarding World Novels & Stories

People are having fun with the return of their friend wizard named Welkin as well as a welcome party for the six friends who just came at the world of Echor for the first time. Lively music and laughter envelop the home of the oxburges. It cannot be hidden that Muggles are really cheerful creatures and they love fun. The Muggles are also known for their ability to ferment wines. They are also delicious to cook and good at planting. The life of the Muggles in the world of Ataraxia was peaceful and happy and it was they who thanked their king who did nothing but protect his subjects. "You'll get used to the noise of the creatures here. They love fun." Welkin whispered to Hygge as he reached fo

The Voice asked. "Get out of my head! Now." Azak grumbled. *** (Aurora) Aurora looked at her mom as if her mom had suddenly grew two heads and four more eyes. What the heck was she talking about? From long line of Witches and Wizards? So, what? She was like Harry Potter? She had always believed she was just a muggle, huh! "This is- it is not- it is stupid, mom."

After a brief scolding from my teacher, I was sent to assist the librarian. The library was a sanctuary of towering shelves and soft whispers, its grandeur unexpectedly breathtaking. The scent of aged books and polished wood wrapped around me like a comforting cloak. Wandering through the aisles, I stumbled upon a dimly lit corner that exuded an eerie presence. A single book stood out—its cover blank and edges charred. Curious, I picked it up. "Weird," I muttered, flipping through its brittle pages. My blood ran cold when I saw my name inscribed on the last page.

At all of them. Myrra, who had remained quiet until now, finally spoke. “There’s something you’re all forgetting,” she said, her voice sharp. “Magic is not just a tool for your wars and your power struggles. It is woven into the land itself. If it is unraveling, then we are not just losing our spells. We are losing the world as we know it.” The council fell into stunned silence. Rael exhaled. “Then we must move quickly. Before it’s too late.”

Since I had no clue about the wizards, I tried looking at some books in my library so I could learn about them, but it’s just all about the history of werewolves. I massaged the temple of my nose, trying to think of a better plan on how to study the history and abilities of wizards, but nothing came to my mind. What should I do? I need to widen my knowledge of this world so I can execute my plan. “Here’s your tea, Your Highness,” the Butler said.

“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.”

A possibility that could lead me to my freedom. I stood up, dusted my clothes, and walked towards the shelves, flinching every time my head throbbed. My eyes squinted at the endless rows of glass bottles, all filled with liquid; potions of various colors and consistency. Whoever this wizard is, his collection of potions are very impressive. Some of the bottles were clearly labeled, love potion, flying potion, summoning potion, super strength potion while others had scribbles that were barely legible.

I nodded. "I understand." I said to her and I left the same way I came. Observer's POV This got more interesting than I thought. I never suspected Kate, the Spears housekeeper, to be a ruler of the night. The young girl definitely looked extremely innocent to be suspected. This new information gave me a chilly feeling about the mole we have in our midst that works for Sage. Anyway, a lot has been on both at the Magical world and the human world. The war has truly began. It only needed time to escalate and something else to fuel it. Something both worlds do not have in their possession at the moment - the magical band.

Dawn Smith was the little sister she never had. “Great!” Dawn said, happily “ooh, Harry Potter!” she added as she flopped down onto the bed, her black and purple striped hair fanning out over the bedspread. She snatched the book from Lena’s hands “I prefer Goblet of Fire” she glanced up at the older woman “it had dragons”. “So does Philosopher’s Stone”, Lena pointed out. Dawn blew a raspberry at that. “Hardly. It has an itty bitty baby dragon named Norbert but that’s it”, she said “nothing like the badass Hungarian Horntail” Dawn rolled over onto her stomach “hey, you do think dragons are real? That would be so cool”.

most especially my aunt was waiting really impatiently. "Finally! Can we leave now?" She asked sighing in relief. I nod my head in reply. I hugged Britney good bye. "You had better give me all the deets on you and Christian when you get back." She mumbles in my ear before I separated from her. My uncle whispered a spell opening up a portal to HUDRATS, that's the name of the school my family owns. It's a school for witches and wizard. And also anything supernaturally related. The school exists to help people learn their magic.