Random Harry Potter Facts Novels & Stories

Bruce asks me. I shake my head. "I could use a ride if you don't mind. I am not sure I am ready to drive today," I say. I know I am not ready to drive. "I can take you, but first, I have to tell you something. I made some calls while you were sorting through some things. I wanted to give you some space. I found both of your uncles. They own a little magic shop in New Orleans. It is called Elemental Magic," Bruce says.

Come to think of it, Harry could only swallow his saliva and begin to tell what he saw. “Actually it was just a random night when I accidentally went to the bathroom when a whisper came from the back of the dormitory I was staying in. I looked down and saw in the Forbidden forest the silhouettes of two people, one is Jacob and the other is who I don't know. I saw the two of them scurrying, so I went to check it out, they obviously went into the Forbidden forest and everyone knows where the Forbidden forest is. It was dubbed the Forbidden Forest because of its deep mysterious stories and mysterious deaths, and it was rare for anyone to want to go into the Forbidden forest every night like tha

Everyone became a frozen statue at their place. But in a few seconds murmuring started again, but, more loud and clear. Students started talking about Harry's past or whatever biodata they have or heard. -"What is he talking about!" -"Sister? Did I hear something wrong?" -"Ahh! Guys Harry does have a sister." -"Where did that come from?" -"You guys forgot? We all know that Harry has two younger siblings. One is his sister and the other one is his youngest brother." -"So are you saying that Serene is... No, that can't be true."

Harry nodded and frowned, "Actually, you weren't the only one who felt out of control that day! I also felt that my body was so hot that it was uncomfortable. Only when he used water to calm it down did I regain his composure. I am an experienced person, so I know the feeling we get is from just tasting stimulants not long ago. The only thing we ate was the porridge Kyle brought! I really don't know why he did that! " Kyle's porridge — is there a stimulant? Terry couldn't believe what he had just heard. But in his ears, Harry's confident voice resounded: "In porridge is not an ordinary stimulant, on the contrary, a very powerful stimulant! That's why it makes our minds go crazy, unable to co

Frost asks. Crazy Harry shrugs, and his beard quivers with the motion. “Don’t rightly know. I’ve never seen it.” I thank Harry for his time, then we leave him sitting on the ground, smoking his joint while the ducks swim leisurely nearby. Malix falls into step beside me. “Are we seriously listening to the crazy guy?” “Yes, we’re listening to the crazy guy,” I say, rolling my eyes. “Not all crazy people are crazy. Sometimes, they just know things they’re not supposed to know and other humans don’t believe them. You’re a supernatural creature. You should know that.”

asked Lily sweetly. “Nope, I won’t. You can ask anything. I will answer honestly. Just because, it’s you” said Young ho with a wink. “So, you wizards can make someone fly?” asked Lily curiously. “Um. We can but there are no brooms in real world, it’s just magic” said Young Ho hurriedly and Lily laughed. “What about spell books? Do you also have those spell books like shown in Harry Potter?” asked Lily curiously.

Harry wasn’t exactly human. When they got serious, Harry revealed his secret to Mom. Somehow, he didn’t pick up on the fact Mom sucks eggs at keeping secrets. Not even five minutes passed before she told me. Luckily for Harry, I can keep secrets. You see, Harry’s a werewolf. I know what you’re thinking — run, this guy is totally crazy! That’s exactly what I told Mom, so she convinced Harry to do the change into a wolf thing in front of me.

After parting the curtain a little in an unnoticeable manner, Harry peeped to see if he could recognise anyone. At first, all he could see were three teenage boys in a hoodie. Later when he began to pick words from the conversation, he realised there was only a masculine in the trio; the others appeared to be feminine. This was vindicated when one pulled her hoodie off her head, and shaked her hair. It was a short bub, and Harry couldn't remember where he'd seen this person, but he was sure the face was familiar — he just couldn't place it right.

"Alright... The remains of a dead otter... It was still so tiny. I took a guess that it was still a newborn when it died. I did not understand the idea behind all this. But after you mentioned about spells and charms, I think I start to get the idea..." . "Yeah... But what kind of dark magic do they use in this modern world? Even using a dead animal as their tool. Sick. Sick to the head. Sick to the mind." . "That's not all, Harry... There were also yellow, rotten teeth inside there. Precisely three pieces. It was so disgusting, I literally almost puked upon discovering it all." .

Yet, here I am, in a castle where I’m about to attend school. “Do the stairs change positions?” I whisper to Forrest, since he is the closest to me. He raises an eyebrow. “Why would they do that?” “Never mind,” I mumble. Right. I forgot. They don’t even know what Harry Potter is. “Explain yourself,” he demands, not leaving me room to argue. I roll my eyes. Forrest truly is the “alpha.” “It’s from this movie,” I say, waving my hand. Though, it’s much more than just a movie. It’s easier to explain it this way though.