Novel & Cerita Slytherin Stuff

Erik let go of the blade, the students and staff watched as the sword was dropping to the ground, but as suddenly as it appeared, it disappeared in thin air before hitting the ground. "And fourth, we have Slytherin. Salazar had one male heir, that he disowned just years after he finished his magic education, and quoting the man, himself, 'the little bastard is a power hungry bigot of a disappointment', and so, is his last will, he reaffirmed the disown of his son, and left all his possessions to his goddaughter, Susan Sally Ravenclaw, his only true heir. Any other that claims that is a liar." That seemed to agitate some older students from Slytherins. One of them even yelled.

She thinks I'm a good person? She's the only person I know who has told me I'm a good person. People call me Draco in the underworld, and most people associate it with the devil, dragon, demon, etc. But my fiery kitten thinks I'm a good person. Would she have the same view about me if she knew and saw what I was capable of? I know I'm not a psychopath who just kills people without thinking, but I've taken down some people because the world would be a better place without them, so I guess I did something good.

Their hands were placed on their chest, still thinking back to how Alex violently killed everyone. The final skill that he performed, the furnace of forbidden spells, was mind-boggling. None of them had ever heard of this power. They were simply confused with the entire situation. In the end, they all turned to look at Hermione. “Is he really your master’s husband? As in that goddess’ husband?” “Who is he then? Is he really some superhuman from ancient times?” Hermione waved both her hands. “Don’t ask me. I can’t tell you anything. I can only say that the sect master’s daughter of the Sun Shrine gave Sir ten billion spiritual stones.”

When I became bored and fed up with his fumbling, an idea crossed my mind and I started raking my memories for those certain words. "I think I can help." I said and mumbled the spell under my breath. Two orbs of bright light appeared out of thin air and lit up the place as would a sun. The pendant was warming my thigh from sitting there in my pocket. The place was a giant room with a shelf with the thickest of the books, a lot of scrolls and various jars and potions.

Stefan Malfoy "F*ck!!" I snarled as I crashed down on the sofa. "How could you be so careless enough not to maintain your gloves on??" Layzal cursed as he walked into the bathroom. "Gosh!! Being a human is so discomforting!!" He muttered as he turned on the shower. I was hurting really, really bad as the silvery powder particles touched my skin. We were a bit late still, I don't know they managed to get up there in no time.

Chapter 63 At the Kings official chamber, “Mom, tell me who is that?” came the impatient Lily’s voice. After receiving the water from the queen and gulping it down, Crysta looked at her daughter. “it’s the soul eater, Draco” she said as she inhaled sharply again. “Draco?” Lily asked her mom and as she repeated the name, Melinda trembled in Steve’s arms. Eric’s eyes landed on Steve and Melinda who stood at the corner of the room.

She was no stranger to the allure of dark magic, having always straddled the line between light and shadow. Amongst the various trinkets and relics, her eyes fell upon a small vial, one that seemed to pulse with an ominous energy. Her fingers trembled as she picked it up, its contents swirling like a malevolent storm trapped within glass. It was said to enhance one's connection to dark magic, to awaken dormant powers and unleash the full extent of one's malevolent potential.

Again the parts of a song… I’m leaving on a jet plane I don’t know when I will be back again Oh babe I hate you go... Mrs. Hillary, who is included in the ranks of killer teachers, is not only fierce but also famous and sadistic. If Mrs. Anna math teacher is Voldemort. So Mrs. Hillary is Professor Snape in the famous School of Witchcraft and wizardry book series, because of the sadism. When a student is do something wrong, it's over. It happened one day that almost all the kid of 11-7 were expelled from class for not doing homework. The remaining 11-7 residents are only a few people like Alfred and several children who are classified as diligent in doing homework. Smart children are not nece

“Let’s just… pretend none of this happened.” Lily crossed her arms. “Who were those boys anyway?” “The boys name is Ereth Valenor. Students from Sylvaren Academy,” Fianna said. “Our most prestigious magical institution and that’s is where we will be schooling till our school is rebuilt.” Scott smirked. “Good. Then I get another chance to teach that guy a lesson.” Lily groaned. “What did I just say?” The tension dissolved into laughter, even mine. For a few seconds, it felt like the world was normal again.

He was always trying to poke at me, biased and undermining the work I poured my blood and sweat into, only to dismiss it as “basic.” “Look, Professor Sly, I’ve really tried to keep up with your unpleasant attitude, and I'm tired of it. So please—” Professor Sly burst into a sarcastic laugh. “Tired of what exactly? What have you achieved so far that makes you tired? My bad, maybe tired of your position as a Luna, right? Or tired of lying, hiding that you’re a witch who eats the Alpha’s pups?” My body started shaking uncontrollably from rage. In the back of my mind, Lilly snarled at me for suppressing her; she wanted to rip his head off, but I wouldn’t let her. Ignoring him, I packed my belong