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Third pov "Look Kova, Quidditch ground model" Vanessa screamed jumping like a little kid while looking at the Quidditch model in front of her. "Clam down nessa" Kova gently murmured to Vanessa who was not listening at all. Vanessa and Kova were wandering around in the harry potter mini-museum that lead the Potterhead to the main theatre where the show was about to be held in 20 minutes, the mini-museum was a surprise for all of them who were about to see the show. Vanessa was excited as hell, looking at the model, the poster, and all to which some people were giving weird looks, some was murmuring CUTE to Vanessa who was thrilled like a kid, kova was a little embarrassed

"Right. Why did you bring me to that graveyard?" "I was trying to test something out. Well then, why do you have the residue?" she asked. "Too quick. What is this residue you were talking about first?" He heard her talk about it before and left him with no explanation but confusion and a huge existential crisis. "I found it to be responsible in catalysing the power of beasts. It is a mixture of an unknown magical energy, which I suspect is that of a Witch, and that energy that corrupted the Forbidden Island." "I don't think I know any of these," he expressed his lack of knowledge of what she just said.

"Well because we might pick something up" "And... why else?" "Well there's erm well just up the road from the hard rock there's erm well err.." "Just spit it out, Lanna" Acre says M and M world" "What?" I say laughing #"Well oh come on boys its M and M world, you cant come to London and not go to M and M world" Lanna says with a big grin on her face "Ok fine but your buying dinner" I say before Acre adds "And you best be buying us some M and Ms"

Mr Collins instructs after he's finished his angry typing. “Reading what?” I ask. “That,” he points to a book that's on the couch where Theo had been sitting moments before. “What the…” I start to ask, then shake my head, “Right away, Professor Dumbledor,” I snark, picking up the book as he leaves the office. The book looks like a modern school textbook, but the title, ‘The Spark’ has me turning to the first page eagerly to finally get some freaking answers!

"Yes, Samuel's wolves caught up with them. If those witches knew the spell, they took it to their graves. They had bought it from someone else and had it shipped across the country." Joel stopped pacing for a moment and the fury on his face was indescribable. "There is a website the witches told Samuel about. It is a dating website, do you know about those?" he asked me. "I've heard of them," I admitted. "If you type in the correct description of what you are looking for it sends back your perfect match, right?" he asked rhetorically. "This site, if you type a certain string of qualifiers it hooks you up with the seller of these potions."

The First Wolf's presence pressed against her skin, not threatening but watchful, like a parent observing a child from across a crowded room. The tunnel beyond the door was narrow and winding, the walls covered in phosphorescent moss that cast a faint green glow over everything. Elif could see shapes in the stone, figures that seemed to move when she looked away but froze when she looked directly at them. Her wolf was restless, pacing inside her chest, unsure whether to be afraid or curious. The shadow that remained from Kara's gift was quieter, almost reverent, as if it recognized this place from dreams older than memory.

"For you to go to my territory. "You are not a monster" I said because I felt it... I have the ability to know if a creature is a monster based on their energy. It only failed with that girl because I couldn't feel any energy coming from her. "That's true because I'm a Mage— a sorcerer," the old man replied, who was pulled back by my soldiers. Because people are more afraid of witches. The mage has the power like a god... but has the heart of a demon. I immediately pointed the blade of my weapon at the old mage "Then it's not our god you worship..." I shouted then quickly attacked but someone blocked my sword... the girl with orange eyes, like a lightning flaming weapon suddenly appeared in

The moonlight shining down on the pages illuminated the words in a way that made them seem to come alive. Without thinking, Verena sat down in the nook by the window and used the full moon as her light. She began to read from the book. "Seriona," she read the name written as the title of the first chapter. The story was captivating, and she was drawn in by the tale of werewolves. It was about a pack, led by their king, Lucas, who were cursed by a powerful witch named Seriona to only be alive inside the book. They were inside their own world where they could no longer harm humans, and the world was called Lunaria. The tale sent shivers down her spine; it was so wonderfully written, and the em

Alan and Tony stood there staring at her wondering what she had planned for them while, Regina walked over to her table where she was making a potion, she stood there for a while mixing and chanting some spells, then stopped and walked back over to Alan, "Before you leave, I need you to get a little thing for me" Regina said to Alan "What might that be, that you can't get for yourself" Alan asked, "The ashes of a leaf of the death plant, at the end of the cemetery" Regina said,