Page 394 Harry Potter Novels & Stories

Hogwarts Castle, Somewhere in the Scottish Highlands November 23rd, 1992, 11:45 AM Larry Potter was doing a fine impression of a fish outside the water at the moment. What he just saw was some very amazing stuff, even when magic is taken into account. But then, he only knew this magic world for a little more than a year, so he didn't have much of a base to compare. Larry Potter then looked at his Head of House, and paused. Even if she was not doing a fish outside the water impression, she was looking at Erik with wide eyes.

I will teach her a lesson and make her a disgrace and a laughing stock. ‘Let's see if she can maintain her elegance when she starts to feel the effects of the drug.’ I stepped out and waited patiently for the right opportunity to put my plan into action. ~~~ ALEXA'S POV 30 minutes earlier, It was too late. I had already pushed the door open, and everyone was staring at me with curious gazes. I nearly facepalmed myself in embarrassment. Apart from Morgan and the woman, there were about 5 additional men, including Peter, seated at the table.

I straddled him to deepen the kiss when we heard a whistle behind us. “If I had known you guys would give this kind of show, I would’ve brought popcorn.” I broke away to see George and Harry walking towards them. I jumped up to greet them, pulling them both into a hug. “What are you guys doing here?!” “You think we’ll leave you going against a crazy witch without our help. Besides, I have never seen a grimoire up close before,” Harry said with a sparkle in his eye. I looked at George, who rolled his eyes as Harry gushed about the books Mirja let him keep.

The alpha growled loudly, “I don't care about your motivations, only your actions!” “Be on alert…” I whispered, feeling the warmth of his body. I sighed as he approached, brushing his lips. Furthermore, I closed my eyes, missing him. Furthermore, I opened my eyes, looking at him and sensing his reluctance. His eyes were different and clearer, indicating there was something he wanted to say despite his resistance. A bang echoed behind me. I turned my head, finding Harry invading the room and breaking the spell, with Agatha smiling by his side. I think I shared the vision because Harvey smiled.

She stared at the empty space and the huge shelves of books. "What next, Phoenix?" she said, walking towards the bookshelves. "Walk to the thirteenth shelf on your right. You will find books on poison," Phoenix said, leading her to the shelf. "Good, pick the fourth book at the left side corner of the shelf," Aurora counted the books and grabbed the book. Boldly written on it was "The Potions for Poison." "How did you know that such a book exists here?" Aurora asked as she flipped through the pages.

Even if the best case scenario was I remain the same, at least I might be able to center myself long enough to not have my magic explode out of me like some kind of cannon. I set the book down on the coffee table before taking my seat on the floor in front of it. The first few pages are introductions to the author and whatever other nonsense I immediately bypass. I don't need to read through twenty pages of some author—whose more than likely dead by now—droning on about the importance of magic balance and blah blah. Flipping to somewhere in the middle,I immediately saw a diagram of a pentagram. "Ohhh…" I mumble to myself and trace my finger over it.

I got a bit tired and decided to keep the book and get some rest but when I stood up, the book left down and opened up again. I groaned in annoyance and picked the book up but something instantly caught my attention. I quickly flipped back to that page and when my eyes went over it again just to make sure I wasn't hallucinating, I nearly jumped up in joy. Right there on page 56, was the recipe for a love potion.

I said, which made Cyrus’ eyes grow wide. “You’ve actually seen Harry fucking Potter?!” “I’ve read it. I have kids and grandkids. I need to know the things they know. Besides, even though the author was a dumbass, it’s a pretty cool story.” Cyrus nodded, “it is, right?” He winked at me. “But don’t fucking worry. I’ll die first, so I’ll let you know what it’s like.” “Don’t make jokes about that!” April said, slapping Cyrus’ arm, who pretended to be more hurt than he actually was.

Was it Harry Potter going on live in front of me? My mouth was wide open while my eyes opened big like balls. He entered the room with me trailing behind. The room is pitch dark. I couldn't decipher a thing. All of a sudden, lights emerged from a point coming straight to my eyes. I covered my eyes with my hands and peeked through the gaps in between my fingers. Lights were emitting from a big round circle that was formed in the air. It's enchanting. The vibrant colors spread everywhere. Erix pulled me closer and picked me up in his arms and entered the portal.

"I will do everything within my power to save your child." With utmost care, Draco scooped me up in his arms, cradling me against his chest as he carried me to the inner chamber. Laying me down gently on the cool floor, he retrieved a worn spellbook, its pages crackling with ancient knowledge. His eyes skimmed the text as his fingers traced the faded glyphs upon the pages, his voice resonating with a mixture of power and vulnerability as he began to chant the incantations that promised to defy the natural order.