U Are A Wizard Harry Novels & Stories

The werewolf’s voice echoed ominously. The wizard clutched the key to the seal in his trembling hands replied. "Yes, it is I who freed you, risking my life," he said, slowly lifting his head to meet the man's piercing blue eyes. "And since I freed you, Ryker Wraithe... then you must—" Before he could finish, the wizard’s head was cleanly severed from his body, falling to the ground with a sickening thud.

Her eyes filled with wonder as she lifted one brow and asked, "For?" I looked deeply into her eyes as I replied, "For being you." * * * "I think we've outgrown full-time education ... Time to test our talents in the real world, d'you reckon?," — Fred Weasley, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix * M E Y W A N G | The Asian Potterhead | Mey and The Talk of The Century I was about to close the front door when I heard my mom's voice yelling my full name. "MEY WANG!!"

He reminded. “You are human too. A very old and weak looking human to be precise” I caught the shocking reaction on his wrinkly face as if he had forgotten who he was again. I hate seeing this dead wizard’s face! But why does everyone keep using him? Rotip used to undo his spells and turn into his normal appearance when we were together in the cave. But every time he needed to go outside the cave to continue with his secret mission, he’d do the magic and disguise himself as the ugly wizard again.

Harry wasn’t exactly human. When they got serious, Harry revealed his secret to Mom. Somehow, he didn’t pick up on the fact Mom sucks eggs at keeping secrets. Not even five minutes passed before she told me. Luckily for Harry, I can keep secrets. You see, Harry’s a werewolf. I know what you’re thinking — run, this guy is totally crazy! That’s exactly what I told Mom, so she convinced Harry to do the change into a wolf thing in front of me.

I said in all honesty. “Wow, thanks, that's deep coming from you,” he said trying to hide the heat creeping to his cheeks. Yeah right, boys blush too. “How did you escape?” Kyle asked. “Nobody can hold down a great wizard like me,” he said proudly. After which he softens his voice to say “although I had help from one of the oracle's apprentices” “It's so good to see you,” Kyle said hugging Harry again. I seriously was getting uncomfortable with all the hugs Kyle was giving him. I honestly understand that she missed him for the time he was away.

“What? Dad, for your first ever joke, this is a pretty good one but dry.” “No, he is being serious,” Uncle Al said. “We are wizards and our child which makes you a… witch.” “As in Sabrina the witch? Like in the Charmed series? Like Harry Potter wizards?” “I don’t know what those are but yes,” Dad replied. “I told you to keep up to date with the modern world, you idiot,” Uncle Al said, rolling his eyes. “Yes, darling, those sort of things. But those are a bit exaggerated and not in any sense, like the real wizarding world.”

My awe was short-lived, replaced by an itching curiosity. “What are you?” I found myself blurting out, unable to hold back. My mind swirled with too many questions, the weight of them pressing down on me. “Who are you, really? Why do you get a whole floor to yourself?” His eyes met mine, appraising, unimpressed. He slid his hands into his pockets, the casualness of the gesture contrasting sharply with the storm in my head. “I am Rufford Hue, a wizard,” he said, a hint of pride glimmering in his voice. “This floor is mine because I make this mansion thrive. My power stretches that far.”

So there must be more than one layer then… Ugh… it hurts my brain just trying to dissect it all. Nevertheless, the main primary target still remains ensuring that Harper passes the maid selection competition. That much I know of. Just then, Harper notices my silence, and stares at me with a questioning gaze. But I confidently smirk instead. Tossing her the booklet of magic spells that I had obtained from the old wizard. I watch her expression shift into excitement. She shimmies closer to the book with an adorable amount of joy. Clearly happy about what I’ve given her. She flicks through the pages, admiring the different spells, before shutting it and pressing it closely to her chest and than

the man shouted loudly, bracing his feet against the wall of teeth. Kendrick exhaled deeply, closed his mouth, and pulled him away a moment as he asked in a world-weary tone, "All right...let's hear it." The young man steadied his breath, swallowing hard as he spoke to his would-be predator, "I-I am a wizard." A look of skepticism crossed Kendrick's face. "I've got a potion that I have created that you would want. And if you promise not to eat me I'll give you this potion." The man explained quickly.

I spread my arm and controlled a sword in the air, I threw it at him but it became a snake before it could even hit him, and then the snake just fucking crawled away so fast. My brows crossed. "You're— you're a monster!" "Well," he smirked playfully. "You can say that." He chuckled. "I'm a powerful wizard, so maybe, it's fine if they refer to me as their greatest monster." "You're crazy!" "We all are." He shrugged. "In our own little ways, we all are a little crazy somehow." "What do you want from me?!" The side of his lips rose. "You, simply you, Kira Goldberg."