Potter Manor Novelas e Histórias

Phia yells as she ushers us out the front door and towards the white cars. When we pull up outside the manor a few moments later, I stare out the window in awe. I saw the pictures online, but they do not do this place justice whatsoever. It’s a huge white manor with four wide pillars and pink flowers around the walls. A small fountain with a sculpture of a lady sits in the middle, and there’s a large set of grand stairs that go up to the building with golden features. I pop the car door open as we halt to a stop. My head turns to find Maxwell waiting at the bottom of the stairs. I attempt to walk properly in these black heels on the pebbled floor, but my feet haven’t forgiven me yet from Ava

It did not feel good to be carried like a sack of potatoes, but they could look around. Lily quickly scanned the surroundings and had a rough idea of where they were. This was indeed the manor that Denver had bought. It was about 80 miles away from the Imperial City, and it was close to the factory area. However, he had also bought the factory area. Thus, no one would know if anything happened to them at this location. When Lily found out that Denver had purchased the manor, she quietly came over to take a look at the situation. She only took a look from afar and did not walk in. After all, this shabby place was not worth stepping into.

“Double the guard at the manor.” ---

The man seemed to recall something and continued, "Oh, sir, that child seemed able to swallow things whole. When my formation reached him, it vanished instantly!" "Swallow things whole?" the old man murmured, thinking carefully. To be able to swallow things whole without any harm—perhaps only the legendary Lucky Potent could do that. He hadn't expected to find traces of Lucky Potent here, and that it had followed from Norfolk all the way to Miami. The old man said softly to him, "Rest for now. I have some matters to attend to." "Yes, sir." After the old man left the room, a figure in a black robe entered from outside.

Something shifts in their eyes and Slowly… they nod. 30 minutes later, Elara corners me again. “Ivonne, seriously, What are you planning?” “You’ll see.” Larry tries next. “Ivonne—” “All of you should please Wait and see.” They groan in unison but stop pestering me An hour later, We cross the magical barrier and the manor appears. The girls immediately gasp because "It’s so freaking… huge.” “Beautiful.” “Bigger than my father’s estate…” I smirk at their gasps

I looked around for cameras I could find none, so how does this person (who I am so sure is Walter) know that I’m here already? I walked down and at the end of a street was a large manor, it was built in the same style as an Enlish country house. Every single part of it was painted white, except for the roof which was yellow which is an odd color for a roof. It had greenery around, there were birds chirping, it looked beautiful but yet haunted at it stood alone in a huge field of unused land.