Novel & Cerita Slytherin Serpent

This was Was-Serqet. From her bed, Anzi watched as Netra raised her spines and crept around the new hatchling on the floor. Serqet followed her progress, turning in place with slow shuffles as her wide claws clicked against the wood. Dark red, compact, covered in segmented armor from behind the frill all the way down her flanks and rump. An also-segmented tail that unmistakably resembled a scorpion’s, right down to the coiled curl and what could only be the nub of a growing stinger at its tip. It twitched and hovered over her back, staying pointed at Netra as the latter circled the younger dragon with a growing growl.

"And we're just going to whip up a spell, is that it? As if it were a recipe for banana bread? Are you sure there are such ingredients exist in our world?" Then they heard a papery sound coming from the wingless serpent, who was wiggling her way out of a mountain of gold coins. They went to her. "Gentle ladies...I cannot help you. But"— the serpent looked up at them pleadingly — "there is something you should have." The creature pulled out a crown set with walnut-sized diamonds. "Oh no, not this one..." the serpent said then dived back into the pile headfirst and emerged with what looked like a gem-encased staff or scepter. "Not this one either—ah there it is."

I spat out, “well played.” My feet shuffled as I walked towards the wall, the sigil staring at me—and I could swear I saw it blink. With wide, triumphant eyes. The white, blue-eyed serpent that was the emblem of only one person that ever lived, the most sinister and shrewd of all that ever practiced sorcery, whose beauty concealed the evil that hid beneath the shadow of her very existence—the witch Orchid.

As we pass the magical creatures, Jess looks at the Salynx in confusion. “A Salynx is a mix between a Sable and a Lynx; sometimes it’s more Lynx than Sable but it’s mostly Sable Lynx.”, I explained to her. Continuing walking until we could see Mr. Sapping; Mr. Sapping is a half-breed, dark elves; this can get mixed up with Svartálfar, which is black elves. Many people are wary of dark elves, but since he’s the only one who sells potions, the town isn’t too wary of him.

“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.

She thought hard, "Oh my God, Bianca! Did you seriously just quote a Harry Potter character to real witches?!" The two sisters gave each other questioning looks. It was the first time they had heard this person's name. Darya grinned at Bianca as she leaned forward slightly, pushing the leather pouch with her fingertips." I don't know a Severus Snape. For his fame to have reached humans, he must be a fabulous wizard." Bianca hiccupped in surprise and quickly changed the subject. "So this bag contains...?" "It's a contraceptive tea," Darya explained calmly. However, her pupils could no longer maintain a fixed focus, and her usually sumptuous ebony-black skin seemed to lose its luster.

My lips curled downwards in derision. "A goddamn great man to all who knew him," a man added. I rolled my eyes inwardly. "He was a fool." Those words stopped me short. Not because of what they meant but who had said it. Nero Vecchio. I knew who he was. Hell, everyone in this funeral knew him. He was a snake, a predator. A mafia Don. And one of the most dangerous ones at that. A glance at him showed he was flanked on all sides by his men like the imperious predator of a man he was.

"I need you to help me learn how to use my magic. According to the testing Iron Serpent did, I carr - " Her face went white, the dark blue of her eyes stark in comparison. "Iron Serpent is here?" Well, shitballs. "Yeah, they're here." She shook her head, her rainbow and black hair fluttering with the movement. "That cannot be. They are an Earth order. They were contained. We contained them." "Okay, I'm going to need a little more information than that." "Iron Serpent, on Earth at least, wanted nothing more than to ascend into the power of the gods. They stopped at nothing to drain every person and the world itself of its magic. Those that held magic from my siblings were discovered and sipho

The black snake let out a long enraged hiss and lunged at the annoying scoundrel of a sorcerer. But, before he could get to Phoenix, the latter pressed his palms together and four replicas suddenly materialized. They, with solemn faces, launched spheres of black mist at the black snake, causing it to cease its charge and focus on dodging rather. The other snakes were shocked. High-level sorcerer! "Darling, come back. Let's give him what he wants. He can take our treasures," the pink snake called out to her spouse in distress.

Eston yelled as he had finished his enchantment. From the serpent’s view, the surrounding around it was colored in the monotone black and gray hues. It couldn’t see much except the figure and shape of the humans, allowing him to detect them more with their scents rather than their appearance. But all of a sudden, the serpent could only see one whole figure of a human that was hugging a round object. The serpent glared at the human, wondering why it was feeling such a sense of terror only to shriek when it notice what Mona was hiding was a serpent’s egg!