Novel & Cerita Slytherin Logo

I laughed as I repeated the word, “Succubus.” Dominic continued looking at me and tilted his head. “Would you rather be a giant green monster or a sexy queen?” I stared at him. He’s got me there. “We can call it something else, we have time to brainstorm.” “No, we won’t call it anything else. I already have our logo.” “You… What?” I asked as he dug through the papers and found a photo of a brand logo that was created with some cheap software. The colors were green and gold with a black shadow, the letters were bold and strong in front of what appeared to be a shield of sorts and a sword diagonally held across it.

"We can go after we celebrate their engagement." "Then will you wear a Slytherin uniform I brought for you for this trip?" I shift in my seat and peek over. "You brought a Harry Potter costume for this trip." "What? I brought my Gryffindor uniform. We are going to act a forbidden romance between the two houses." "Oh gross," Liam gagged next to him, making Lily giggle. "No one wants to hear that, bro." "Sometimes I feel like Mom had dropped him secretly without Dad and I noticing," Rex whispers, making me laugh.

The curved lines gave it an elegant air that seemed at odds with a pill bottle. “L.S.L,” Elaine said aloud. The two stopped arguing for a moment to look over at her. “What was that?” Liam asked. “Look at this logo,” she said, turning the bottle to him. “It’s pressed into the bottle. Perhaps this is the manufacturer?” Liam pursed his lips. “Never seen that before. LSL?” “I’ve seen that before,” Bjorn said, taking the bottle from Elaine to examine it more closely. He squinted. “Yes. I have seen this. In the drug packs we’ve recovered from rogues killed in the attacks. This symbol is on them.”

But before I could finish, he closed the book with a soft thud. My breath caught in my throat. Because on the leather cover—bold and unmistakable—was a symbol I’d seen many times. The logo of the Skulls Syndicate. Cold dread seeped into my bones. He slowly turned toward me now, brows slightly raised, as if he’d noticed the exact moment my expression changed. “What were you about to say?”

Leonard chuckled. "What do you mean?" Draco asked restlessly. Leonard threw something on the carpet. It rolled and stopped not far from Draco's feet. It was a dragon's head that had been decapitated and preserved. Draco stared at the dragon's head without any reaction. He did not recognize the dragon's head. The head did not belong to Albus, Jergintarth, Zergenth, Zilpher, Urvath, or Zellin. Draco was secretly grateful that the dragon head carcass wasn't the one he knew.

But that’s impossible! I exited the email and refreshed my laptop before checking the email again. It’s still there! I saw the mysterious logo and the name of the academy again and I am completely speechless. The logo looked prestigious. There’s like this shapes of diamonds in the middle, it looked like some infinite stairs which you can see when you look down on one. But that’s not only it, there are five stones surrounding the diamond shape. Each color differs with fiery red, glowing green, deep shiny blue, crystal white and the one at the center of them, golden yellow.

DAHLIA Bringing the cup of milk shakes to my lips, I slowly typed in the words; 'SCORPION'S EYE ORGANIZATION' into the search bar. Biting my lip, I watched several images appear. There were eighteen logos in all. I picked up the card from my desk, gazing at the logo on it.....a scorpion with it's poisonous tail end curved in a perfect arch where a flaming eyeball was located. I shuddered, placing the card on my desk. My gaze rested on the screen of my laptop.

I frowned as I heard his name, reminds of a biblical traitor or whatever. I waited until the room fell silent and I am alone again. I examined the red envelope; the seal is already broken. But I recognized that it was the seal of our kingdom. It has a growling lion in the middle while sword and shield were in the background. And they were surrounded by vines and has several flowers in them, those are roses. The seal is bathe with gold, but the roses were precisely colored as red, almost similar with the color of blood.

“Trust me, Alex isn’t bad, and enough of the Slytherin bashing. Plus, you’re the one wearing the skin of the humans’ belief in the good mage.” Siobhanny covered her face with her hands and burst into sobs. “How could I’ve been so wrong, prejudiced, fill in your own boring blank?” She peeked up through her — crocodile — tears, and I crossed my arms. “It’s almost like sorcereses haven’t been waging war with mages for centuries or being attacked by wolves.” I snorted. “When were you attacked by a wolve?” Harry’s robes bled into a scarlet hood, when a wicker basket now swung over a slender arm. I gaped at the butthole LLRH, as she slyly studied me back.

I puffed some air of satisfaction, knowing that I am one step closer to gaining my freedom back. I strode my steps out of the dungeon, following what seemed to be an endless hallway. But stopped momentarily, when I caught a glimpse of the little banners waving outside through a small window I passed by. I suck a deep breath, realizing what it was. The sigil was a wolf howling under the crescent moon. I couldn’t be mistaken. The logo belonged to the Royal Cavern Pack—the most dangerous pack among all packs on the continent! Oh, shit! ‘This is bad,’ Arwen uttered. Her voice was full of uncertainty.