Pottermore Novels & Stories

“What is so funny about Harry Potter?” “Do you know how much your mother loves Harry Potter? Those are her books.” She sets the book down and looks at me with disbelief. “No they’re not.” “Ask her. I promise you. I can tell you she is house HufflePuff and her patronus is a wolf. And she knew that before she knew of the magical world.” “Mine is a dog,” she replies and goes back to reading.

Towards A Happy Ending … West Kingdom, capital. Everyone went inside the bookstore that they first passed by and looked around to find where the quills, ink, and papers were placed so that they could immediately write a letter to send to Reyan, ah, no, the moon goddess, actually. There is still one day before this letter could arrive in Reyan’s hand, ah, no, the moon goddess’ hand. They just don’t know if this letter would still be passed to Reyan’s hand, though.

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I drank it all in one swift movement. Jason, I wouldn't beg for your love again. I was going to love myself. So… Why are you the one who ended up regretting it? ... I looked at the crystal vial in my hand. The pale, pink liquid shimmered inside, giving off a scent that was both mesmerizing and dangerous. This was the legendary Love Potion, the forbidden magic of our world of Werewolves. Drink it, and the target would have "love" etched deep into their soul for seven years.

The torches lining the walls flickered. Then flared. Gasps rippled through the hall. Lily sucked in a breath. “No,” she whispered. Golden light traced faint lines under her skin. Visible. Unmistakable. The noble took a step back. “See?” he said loudly. “Unstable!” The word cracked something open inside her. The chandeliers above the hall trembled. Glass crystals rattled. Wind rushed through the sealed room — not cold, not warm, just force. Lily staggered.

Tor seemed intrigued as well as he shifted on his feet and crossed his arms over his chest. "A vision?" Tor asked, his eyebrow raised. "What kind of vision?" Ellwood sighed and sat down in front of me with her own mug of tea. "A vision of an ancient legend," she said then took a sip of her drink. I could feel Tor's patience unraveling. "A legend of what is called the wolf charmer," the woman said finally. Tor and I waited for her to continue. I was more urgent than Tor, who stood there watching Ellwood passively.

But her excitement and conviction made me believe that it was real. "Wait, so there are actually people with magical powers?" I asked, trying to wrap my head around this new information. "Yes, and it's not just limited to humans. There are also fantastic creatures like dragons, unicorns, and even talking paintings," She replied, her eyes sparkling with wonder. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. It sounded like a world full of endless possibilities and adventure. "And the best part is, Harry Potter, the famous wizard, goes to Hogwarts too. He's the chosen one, destined to defeat the dark wizard, Lord Voldemort," Renee continued, her voice filled with excitement.

― Albus Dumbledore, Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire M E Y W A N G | The Asian Potterhead "I am not your friend, Hunter. I do not think we could ever be friends considering the only reason I made acquaintances with you is so that I could use you." This was not what I had planned to say to him but since the words had come out, there was no point in taking them back. I hated to see the pain reflected in his dark eyes, how his smile faltered until it was gone without a trace.

Megumi's eyes smiles as she points at something that looks like a mirror maze, she smiled at me and said, "Let's go there!" Smiling at me like that is a foul play Megumi, how can I say no now? Of course I can't so I grabbed her hands and lead her there. The students greeted us and said, "Welcome to our class's Wonderland. If you manage to find the tunnel's end withing 15 minutes, you get a prize of okonomiyaki, a japanese vegetable pancake. So are you in?" I dropped some bills on the entrance and entered with Megumi. Inside was quite dark and filled with mirrors making it quite confusing and scary but Megumi actually seems to enjoy it just when she was about to bumped into a mirror, I pulled

“Well, mate is the first option. However, since Muggles like you don’t understand the term, perhaps I can be your lover. Or how do you Yanks say it? Your man. I can be your man.” A choked laugh escapes my mouth at his use of the word muggles. “Wait a minute?” I say, stepping closer as I run a towel down my wet hair. “Are you quoting Harry Potter?” He shrugs his shoulders with a roguish grin. “Nevaeh made me watch all seven movies. They were quite brilliant.” I arch my brows with astonishment. The idea that Azazel has sat down for hours to watch the story of a young boy’s adventures in a wizarding school is almost ludicrous. Seeing my incredulous look, Azazel places his hands on my waist and