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If he talked too much, it would be easy to find clues. Olena's mother was the one who took care of him and knew his temper. His tone meant that he didn't want to talk about this, so he sensibly shut up. "Dad, here you are." Stephanie spooned a piece of broccoli flower with a spoon and handed it to Harry's lips. The little fellow blinked her eyes, full of expectation. Harry opened his mouth and took the orchid into his mouth. Even if he didn't have an appetite, he still chewed it gently.

Helen yelled after him, “You can’t go in there!” But it was too late. Snarl was already racing into the room. He slammed through the doors, almost breaking them right off their hinges, and came face to face with a thick wall of smog. Coughing and spluttering against the acrid scent, he wafted his hands all around the room in an attempt to clear his vision. When the room finally began to clear, Snarl could see the witch leaning over the desk. In front of her a large, wide-rimmed bowl was still filled with sparkling purple flames, but as he watched, the

A loud shrieking sound came from the beast. If he wasn't angry before, he sure was now! Think Hazel, THINK! But what the fuck could I do? I was just a girl, a stupid girl waving a stick at a nightmarish beast. What could a stick do? Suddenly an idea popped into my mind. I lifted the stick higher and made sure it was directly pointed at the beast. "EXPELLIARMUS!" I shouted. But nothing happened. FUCK! This spell always worked for Harry Potter - most of the times.

"You have seen Harry Potter, right? And the Golden Snitch— that cute little ball, used in the game of quidditch, with thin feathery and pointed wings is not something I need to tell you about. The ball one of the two seekers of the competing team has to catch to call it a game." I shrugged my shoulders at that. There is hardly anyone in this world that does not know about the marvelous series of Harry Potter and the miraculous and incredible elements the series has. The Potter Heads are acquainted with every minute detail shown in the stories to their very bones. And me being one of the hardcore Potter Head, gave out a light chuckle as soon as dad started with that. Snitch is a nosy little,

He wondered if Harry had some kind of supernatural ability or if there was another explanation for the strange occurrence. Harry sighed in frustration and tried to suppress the pain. He covered one eye with his hand and then opened it again. Instantly, one of Harry's eyes glowed with a fiery yellow hue. He groaned and struck the restroom mirror, causing it to crack. Arlo was startled by the noise and made a sound, alerting Harry to the fact that he was not alone in the restroom. Harry turned and moved closer to Arlo, intending to investigate the source of the noise. However, Arlo reacted much quicker and without making a sound. He swiftly moved to another location just as Harry checked where

I might be ogling him because he smirks . " Like what you see?" My jaw drops to the floor and my eyes wide with a blush on my cheeks . Harry chuckles at my reaction . " well , i can send you a picture of me ,if you like and you can make it your wallpaper ?" "Harry!" i shriek and hit him on his chest . " So , what were you doing ?"

And make me rip the paper that records his debt! In a chilly tone, Sara explained, "Stephen's mind is not that we say a guess is a guess. These are the words that Mr. Joe just said. Therefore, don't you think you could spare some time to assist me in taking photographs of the rosehip waiters working at Happy Hill Pub? When Mr. Joe overheard that, he laughed and said, "Of course, Yes!" I will right away have someone else take care of that! *** The door to the wolf room was smashed open with a loud "Boom," and the tall figure that entered was none other than Harry Potter himself.

Max’s POV I had one hell of a day. I was sore, but nothing that the sweet Minerva Jones cannot fix. She whipped me up something from her little portable drawer like bag of potions and dropped a few of it’s yellow content in my tea. She reminded me of professor Snape from my favorite sequel, Harry Potter. The only difference was, miss Minerva was a happy soul. Snape was grumpy.

Sniffia having the chance, elbowed Zero-Zero against his side then turned him over to the wet ground and punched his face hard, reached to the scimitar in the hands of the little girl, zoomed to stabbed Frankenstein in the chest. “Oh, have you forgotten in a second, how dangerous we are?” uttered Sniffia with her eyes glowing orange. Frankenstein strained, grunted dropping a knee to the wet ground glaring to the eyes of Sniffia then alerted his underling with the ability to create portals to take them off the deserted land.

Dwyne has a part in this ticket too. “That Harry Potter Book Collections, and that heart-shaped necklace, miss” Dwyne said to the counter lady. I was surprised when he picked what I want—the Harry Potter Book Collections. I can't help but looked at him with confusion. The woman gave what Dwyne said. “Thank you for coming, sir, ma'am” the girl said. Dwyne nod and smiled, but being a bitch me, I just rolled my eyes at her. “Oh, this is for you” Harvey said and handed me the necklace and the Harry Potter Book Collection.