Script For Harry Potter Novels & Stories

"Nick? What's she talking about?" "When mom and I went to Uncle Harry's after he died, I found a Neuro Submission Transmitter. It makes people submissive to you and..." I let my voice trail off, hanging my head. "Is that it?" Susan asks, pointing to the bag. I shake my head. "No, it's not that simple, Susan." Mom's voice rising as she gets all worked up. "Those are DVDs that Harry made of his... what do you call them, Nick? Test subjects? Guinea pigs? What?"

Nobody knows. It was a very hard time, we were at war. Me, Harry, Hermione, Ron and the whole Hogwarts. At war with the one who's name should not be taken. I will though because "Fear of a name only increases fear of the thing itself." Voldemort with his wicked army , stood infront of us. We all were on the battlefield with our wands and brooms ; flying in the air , casting spells on each other. The sky was painted metallic and lighting bolted every ten seconds. We fought until we made the Dark Lord vulnerable and then I stepped forward and swished my wand. "Avada Kedavara!", I spelled out; and the light escaped my wand. It struck him and he collapsed. "Now you are a nobody knows!" (No body