Slytherin Characteristics 소설 & 이야기

'I can't believe I created that in a pinch. [Sanctum Carcer] and [Sanctum Catena], the extension of his primary spell, [Lumine]. Actually, Heinrich was a natural Dark attribute. He was more talented in the Dark than in the Light attribute. But he always used Light attribute spells because he wanted to inherit his teacher's signature Light Attribute and bright persona. He wanted to be the second coming of Delaroche... Hell, if one of his brothers wanted, he would step down from the Crown Prince's seat and change his name to Heinrich Delaroche.

But Erik continued his 'tale'. "Fourth and last, we have Slytherin's part. As you and I said, he had two children of his own, but he couldn't leave everything to them. His eldest child, a son, got disowned by Salazar some years after finishing his magic education. In his father's own words: 'the little bastard is a power hungry bigot of disappointment'. He even prohibited him from ever using the Slytherin's surname. His youngest, a daughter, unfortunately was not born with the gift of magic, and could not inherit Hogwarts from him. When he died, Salazar passed his Hogwarts' part and his 'magical' possessions to Selena, his goddaughter, knowing that it would be well cared for in her hands. Mo

"The house of fire values strength and courage; the students in this house are powerful and daring. Most of them are great at following orders, while some are great at giving them." I glance to my left, my heart thumping when I catch Blake fist-bumping some guy. They are both wearing brown and red clothes—it seems the house of fire is where the alpha and his werewolf friends are. I wouldn't mind being sorted into the house of fire. Blake is an asshole, but he is eye-candy. "The house of earth values dedication and growth; the students in this house are hard-working and proud." My grandmother winks at the green-clad students. "It's also your principal's house."

"Mom will never leave you. Let’s survive this together." The plan was to become familiar with this place. Charlie was at the right age to be enrolled in school, and I knew he was smart enough to go to high school. Charlie was born intelligent, a trait he inherited from his father. The alpha bloodline not only made werewolves stronger and more beautiful but also more talented and intelligent than the majority.

"I'm serious, Larissa. You might not understand me or even believe me but my family, the people born into the Verlice bloodline are top-of-the-line weirdos. We're strange, abnormal, and… different," Larissa turned around, giving me a questioning look. I ran my fingers into my hair again with a frustrated sigh. "I don't know the true history of my family, no one does. We just know immediately when we come of age that we are different. We have uncanny desires, a strong sense of obsession and possession. We're like alphas, not beasts, just alphas. We don't always seek possession of anything but once we find that something or someone we like, we become possessive and incredibly obsessive. We sin

He’s not quite as tall as I am, but is thick. No getting around that he’s as thick as a tree, and stubborn as an ox. Unlike most other Yon who flaunt their prowess and superiority, no one knows what Sai’s element is any more than they can define the Sacred that lives inside him. Sai may be able to change his features somewhat, but generally, it’s the guttural and brazen roars or snarls of the beast within that says he’s no more Feyling than the rest. The dude smells as much as he looks like sex on a stick, but would rather stab someone than answer a question.

Josie had no idea it was a trap as she responded happily, "Yes, I'm a Scorpio. Are you into astrology as well? What a coincidence! I also love astrology!" Ambrose tapped his fingers on the table casually and said, "That's right then. Scorpios can be described in three words: cunning, crafty, and ruthless!"

The children in the line gasps, and the chest snaps open. In the chest on a velvet pillow lies a sharp sapphire, and the Headmistress announces. "A sapphire. Apt for a telekinetic." The witches gathered burst into a cheer and clap loudly as the little girl grins, clutching the sapphire. "She'll get that in the necklace form before she starts class," Leita states. "Her aspect belongs to the paranormal category like Matron Aldar's does." “This all looks very Harry Potter-esque.” I muse. Ophelia hears this and shoots me a dirty look. “Do not speak the name of that book in my presence, I beg you.”

“Then what’s the problem with leaving the class if he doesn’t want to stop teaching? I’ve always told you that a sophisticated, private high school is the right choice for you. But no, you’d rather settle for that shitty shack, all because you want to prove a point. A point that isn’t worth all this stress.” Lia wants to argue but thinks better of it. Until she can match her aunt’s acerbic tongue, she’s better off quiet. If there is one thing witches are famous for apart from their unparalleled control of magic, it’s their haughtiness. Sandara says it’s an acquired trait, but Lia finds that hard to believe. She has never seen any witch who isn’t naturally arrogant- it practically runs in the

obsession) 2. Visual Appearance The Look: Striking, classic 1970s bone structure but adapted to modern campus style (oversized sweaters, leather jackets, dark jeans). The Eyes: Deep hazel-brown normally, but they darken to an almost bottomless midnight black when she is hungry, protective, or aroused. Physical Traits: Impossibly pale, flawless skin that feels like cooled porcelain to the touch. Her movements are unnaturally fluid, quiet, and graceful. 3. History & Background