Novel & Cerita Theodore Harry Potter

And he is actually kind of cute. "How old are you?" I ask him. "Seventeen," he sobs. "Seventeen? Really? You don't look like you are seventeen. Don't lie now." "I-I will really turn seventeen in a few months." "Okay, so you are still sixeen. What's your name?" "Theo..Theodore." "Okay Theo, are you actually a student of Eastwood?"

he said, "What do you want to know?" I thought for a moment. "What's your name?" I asked, "Your real name." He smiled, "Theodore." "Theodore," I repeated. He let out a short laugh, "Not what you were expecting?" I shrugged, "I was expecting Lucifer or Hades or something along those lines," I said. "No. Not quite," he said with a grin, "The name Theodore means a gift from the Goddesses." I narrowed my eyes, "Hmmm. A gift to who exactly?"

You and I We don't wanna be like them We can make till the end Nothing can come between You and I Not even the gods above Can separate the two of us I hummed softly along and he looked over at me. "Big fan,huh?" "No, just one of them." I pulled over into the parking lot. "Who's this unlucky guy?" "One, he's not unlucky. Two, it's Harry." We walked towards my locker. "Harry Styles?" "No," I rolled my eyes at him. "Harry Potter." "Haha, really funny." He said as I slammed my locker shut. I turned on my heels and coffee spilled on my shirt. Way to start Friday morning. "Watch the hell where you're going." The voice barked.

It’s dangerous yet I find myself wanting those captivating eyes to never look away. It frightens me to my core and I panic. “My real name is Harry and I come from a hidden world known as Hogwarts. My grandmother is Gandalf.” I sound stupid, I’m so stupid. The fumbling words leave my mouth before I can control them. I expect confusion from him, or maybe he’d look at me like I am some weirdo, but…he laughs. He laughs out freely. The laughter stems deep from within him, rich with real cheerfulness. As always, I’m entranced by it. The wind picks up the sound fast, playing it in the air.

But her excitement and conviction made me believe that it was real. "Wait, so there are actually people with magical powers?" I asked, trying to wrap my head around this new information. "Yes, and it's not just limited to humans. There are also fantastic creatures like dragons, unicorns, and even talking paintings," She replied, her eyes sparkling with wonder. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. It sounded like a world full of endless possibilities and adventure. "And the best part is, Harry Potter, the famous wizard, goes to Hogwarts too. He's the chosen one, destined to defeat the dark wizard, Lord Voldemort," Renee continued, her voice filled with excitement.

*CHRIS* Work was still bustling with customers needing various things. I was fine with that until I encountered Theodore. That encounter was truly dreadful. He’s such a pain in the ass that I believe he wakes up and devises ways to ruin others’ days. Today, I was unfortunately on his list. Theodore was an elderly, frail man with bowed legs and a cane. He had white hair on the sides of his head but a bald middle. He wore thick, square glasses that often dangled around his neck on a string instead of resting on his face.

On the left there was a small sofa with a glass coffee table in front of it. He guided me to the sofa and then turned back towards the door. He pulled the door closed behind him; I couldn’t hear what was being said but I could hear an angry toned, raised voice. He reappeared with high raised tense shoulders. The closer he came to me, the more he seemed to relax. He went into a drawer in the desk, removed a box and came back and knelt in front of me. He removed the handkerchief and tossed it aside. He opened the box, and I realised it was a first aid kit. He pulled open an antiseptic wipe with his teeth while fumbling in the box with his other hand.

"Don't be scared!" Theodore soothed her with a laugh. His face was full of confidence. "My master is from the Stanford family, and he is the Shaolin Sect's eldest disciple. His strength is unpredictable. Dealing with Hackett is just as simple as crushing an ant. Don't be fooled by how majestic that trash is now. When my master arrives, he'll be like a rat facing a cat." At the time, Theodore thought Hackett was just lucky to have come across something special. He must have gained massive strength and became extremely powerful after training. He was unaware that he had already enraged a terrifying being.

"If you want to sleep without learning frills, you can use my room Kirey, you fall asleep with saliva already flooding the paper. Uh-huh, how disgusting you are right now!" Harry is Kirey's cousin, a final-year girl currently going through her tough times. Kirey looked at the completely wet paper in front of her, she wanted to scream and curse at Harry who was in front of her. But seeing some sharp and intimidating gazes around her, Kirey gave up her intention. She immediately grabbed a tissue and took out her cell phone. And sure enough, her face was even flooded with the slimy water with that unpleasant smell by now. Kirey even almost threw up when she smelled the smell from his hand which

Harold POV I Harold hades am a proud wizard. I have lived for a century and in everything I do, I do with precision. I have fought wars and i have won. I have faced many formidable enemies and I have won all battles. I am not a failure, I am not a quitter neither am I a coward. I can not sit back whilst I am being insulted by a mere teenager. Even this Azanian has no right to display such prowess in my face.I will not stop until i have won this war. One way or the other, I will find Summer's weakness.