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Day job as a cataloging library assistant. Harry Potter House Gryffindor, Patronus White Stallion, character match Hagrid. Supernatural Team Dean. Game of Thrones Team Jon Snow and Tyrion Lannister. The Walking Dead Team Daryl. Outlander Team Jamie Fraser. Teen Wolf Team Stiles. Avenger Team Thor...or Hulk (can’t decide). Justice League Team Flash. Arrow Team Stephen Amell. Stranger Things obsessed. Heard Laurel, not Yanny. Started out reading with the Baby-Sitters Club. Then moved to Sandra Brown, Linda Howard, Julie Garwood, and LaVyrle Spencer in high school. Now all over the place with her romance reading tastes. Find her online at www.LindaKage.com Facebook Twitter Instagram

She cooed at him before touching his face. “You will survive, you will win,” She turned her eyes to her friends. “The last Lycan is still alive..” Her eyes flashed the aura of a powerful witch who was on a mission. She turned her gaze back to the baby. “Lyceon Villin Whitlock!” ************** If you are liking this book please follow me and share your reviews on the story, guys. it means a lot. Thank you so much for reading this book. Enjoy!

I said to him in walking around his room, I turned my head to him in waiting for an answer and he quickly shook his head from one side to another. So he hadn't any family members. But from disgust smell, I smelled something else. He had drugs there, he kept them in a book. I went by the bookshelf and took the third book. "Harry Poter? Are you for real?" He kept in a children's tale drugs. Pages were cut in the middle of a book and placed drugs instead. He paled from my question maybe he was afraid that I liked his book and he destroyed what I like. No, I didn't like this nonsense, but... I shook my head in thinking drop it, Jack.

Cold, dark hazel eyes glinting with disdain. He pushes back his hoodie. I find myself looking into a face I know better than my own reflection. Oh my god. It's Felix Lockhart.

It was like the man in front of me had changed bodies in mere two seconds of time. Before I could answer, a booming voice rang behind me, “Hope..?” And without turning back, I recognized the voice that had been haunting my memories for more than a decade. I turned back on my slippers to see a heavy, big man with beard hiding half of his face and a black bandana holding the curly locks on his head. His mouth was curved up in a smile so big that I could see each one of his teeth. He looked like Hagrid from the Harry Potter movies, accept for the bandana and the body without any fat.

“What is this?” “Do you watch the series called harry potter?” He asked, and when still don’t get it, he explained, “You know, some fantasy that humans made about us supernaturals.” He then pointed at his little gift, “That character is named Remus Lupin, the werewolf there.” I nodded my head, looking at the little human that transforms into a wolf keychain type. “And? What should I do with this?” I asked again. “I hope you’ll keep it.” He trailed off, his tone narrowing but then he cleared his throat, “Are you happy today? Did I somehow convince you that I’m serious?”

she said, as she curtseyed, and then disappeared out the door. Lockhart gave me a kind smile, thick rimmed glasses showing dark blue eyes, a white beard ending just the end of his red robe. He looked at all of us, eyes landing on me, concern on his face. He did some hand gestures, and then Alder ran over, a stray black curl covering his dark brown eyes. He cleared his throat, smoothing out the wrinkles of his blue tunic. "Hello, sirs, and Lady Cecilia. We've traveled a great distance to greet you. I", Alder pointed at Lockhart, "am Lockhart, and my student Alder is here to interpret for me." the cheery boy said, reading the hand gestures.

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

said Bowen. “I never knew of a person named Leonard in the Sorcerer Union. Do you know anything, Radcliff?" asked Cassia. Radcliff shook his head and shrugged both of his shoulders. “I've never heard that name either. Maybe he used another name." "Maybe. We need to meet Master Lewis and ask who Leonard is," said Cassia. "One more clue. From Jergintarth's memory, there's one sorcerer we should be looking for. He is the holder of The Heart of Magic. His name is Lycus,” said Draco.

So, Harriet slowly prepared to tell him the story of the Philosopher's Stone. Harriet began with the story of Cynthia Delaroche, the Archmage. After her demise, Henry Marigold, her pupil, tried to create something to bring her back to life. He made the legendary stone that had the same name as the Elixir of Life because of its efficacy... but then, it almost triggered a world war. Liam came across Henry and killed him in his journey to exact his revenge on Cecilia Wolfsbane. He took the stone with him and tried to find a place to dispose of it.