Mattheo Riddle Harry Potter Actor Novels & Stories

Matthew pursed his lips as he thought out loud “I don’t know how good she is and if she can be trusted.” Harry frowned and hooked his eyebrows. “She will have to see him to cure him…. what if she recognises him?” “So, what if she recognises?” Harry narrowed his eyes dangerously “You think we are just for jokes?” “Or are your skills rusty?” Harry purposefully teased, egging Matthew “Not confident anymore?” “Says who?” Matthew’s expression loosened although he retorted feigning anger at first before slyly saying “even if I am rusty, my son-in-law is very powerful.”

I knew exactly who that was. “So close…” I muttered to myself as I turned towards the voice. “Oh hey, Matt. What’s up?” I started to walk backward, praying that maybe he would get the idea that I didn’t want to talk. “Have you seen Harriet?” Matt sheepishly grinned. Matt was tall with thick curly dark molasses-colored hair pushed on top of his head by a sweatband. He was strong but not really muscular. He had dull gray eyes that only held any real emotion when he had his tongue shoved down my friend’s throat.

"I needed to investigate you. To find something… intriguing. Something that would shatter your willpower. After all, you are the mate of the Vampire King—the man every woman desires." Aurora stiffened as realization struck her. This was about Draven. Then, the pieces clicked together. Was this person involved in the assassinations happening in the castle? Were they plotting to get rid of her because she was Draven’s mate? Aurora swallowed, forcing herself to stay calm. May the Almighty protect me, she prayed silently. She was in deep trouble, and she could only hope Draven would find her before it was too late. The voice spoke again, dragging out the words as if savoring them.

He grinned. Faith rolled her eyes, “Okay, one, this movie is not fiction. They installed cameras all around the haunted house where a family moves in, to capture the paranormal activities. It is bone-chilling,” She pointed out, making Mateo smile at her enthusiasm. “And, two,” She paused and grinned, “Are you a Potter-head?” She asked as she wiggled her eyebrows and nudged him with her elbow. Mateo chuckled and shrugged, “I have read all the books and also seen a few movies. Books were better,” he replied.

"My mentor treats me exceptionally well, even like a brother, and I chose to follow him." Matteo had nothing to say. Adrian's imposing presence was palpable, his strength emanating even while seated. He asked, "Are you an impostor? Are you truly the great Matteo?" Matteo exploded in anger. Medicis Manor had undergone a significant change in personnel, and no one here recognized him. Sweating anxiously and clutching the Sol Pills tightly, he insisted, "I am Dr. Matteo." "Then why couldn’t you detect Rozi's illness?" Adrian asked bluntly.

I said firmly to Lucas. He nodded his head but his eyes never left David’s. “Ready on what to say Mathew?” I asked him seriously. “More than ready, I’ve been practicing and trust me, he will buy it straight away” said Mathew confidently. “You’re awfully sure of your acting skills” commented Lucas doubtingly. Mathew gave him a half hearted smile as he said “Oh I’m more than sure. I was destined to be an actor, maybe in another life I would have earned an Oscar even”

" A shaky whisper left her lips. "Why?" Harry asked, confused. He knew they were talking about and he cared enough to bat an eyelid because was all his mother has had worried about. Her worst fear was happening before her eyes. "I didn't give him the money." Harry stood, making his way outside just so he could see if there was a way he could stop him from entering the house, but when he got to the sliding entrace door, he saw Matteo's figure from the other side. He slide the door to the other side, getting a clear look of Matteo. He still hadn't changed over the years, lanky as ever, kept a lot of hair in his heard and on his face, his teeth hasn't still turned white.

After asking the question, Matt finally got his answer and stopped being curious. But Ella suddenly remembered something. She turned her head to look at Matt and, imitating his tone, asked a riddle, "That child is not his, right?" Matt: "..." This riddle really stumped Matt for a moment. The child was easy to guess—it was obviously Theo. But who was the "he" in Ella's question? If she was referring to Lucas, then the answer was definitely no.

Following Matheus words, he stretched out his finger as he pointed at himself. “Me.” Aurora let out a dry scoff. “Does… does this mean the spell was successfully cast on me?” She inquired as her voice remained calm, but inside she silently prayed Nythera had hidden something within the spell. Matheus nodded nonchalantly. “It certainly was,” he replied with a satisfied smirk before leaning closer to the iron bars. The satisfaction on his face made Aurora’s stomach twist with disgust. “Do you want to see something?” Without waiting for Aurora to answer, Matheus continued.

Harry said jokingly, his eyes glancing at the little boy sitting upright in the passenger seat in a bright blue jacket. “But I could be a rockstar if I wanted to!” Matteo grinned widely, combing his short hair with his tiny fingers to look cool. “You know that, Brody?” Harry chuckled, replying casually, “Of course, Theo. But don't forget, rockstars still must go to school.” I was busy braiding Matilda's hair in the back, trying to hold back my laughter at their conversation. Matilda's curly hair was always a challenge, but today, she seemed more patient—at least until she started talking again.