Novel & Cerita Unknown Facts About Harry Potter

"Please?" "Wrong." I turned my head away again. "Abracadabra?" I shook my head. "Ugh! Clue?" "Harry Potter." "Avada Kedavra?" I scowled at him. "Kill me, why don't you?" He pressed his fingers to his forehead. "That's the only one I know." "VulneraSanentur." I finally answered. "Because you wound me." Colton sent a flat look. "Get out."

Everyone became a frozen statue at their place. But in a few seconds murmuring started again, but, more loud and clear. Students started talking about Harry's past or whatever biodata they have or heard. -"What is he talking about!" -"Sister? Did I hear something wrong?" -"Ahh! Guys Harry does have a sister." -"Where did that come from?" -"You guys forgot? We all know that Harry has two younger siblings. One is his sister and the other one is his youngest brother." -"So are you saying that Serene is... No, that can't be true."

She asks. “Maybe.” I answer frankly but I still have no idea. “Honestly, I don’t personally know much about Harry because he does not say anything about himself to all of us. We know he is from London. We know he loves surfing. We didn’t know he can play the piano because he never ever touched the piano in the beach house. We didn’t know he was that great of a singer as how you claim him. We didn’t even know he is good in composing a song. We don’t even know his last name. We only know he is Harry. We hang out with him because he’s a really kind friend and he cares for us.” “How can you trust a person like that when he does not even tell you who he really is?” She asks.

His voice turned condescending. “No, I don’t know you. And nothing that has happened so far says I should get to know you.” I shifted my weight as my ankle throbbed. “Do you believe in Magic?” He asked will only 4 houses left to pass. “Like flying brooms and people turning into frogs?” I scrunched my nose. “Things you cannot explain. Old myths and stories about beautiful creatures and witches.” “I don’t know about all that.” I mused, unsure of what he was expecting. “I guess we all want to believe in something more. But reality is still there when we open our eyes.”

Brooklyn asked quietly. Harry nodded. "He does, but not the details. My parents don't even know the details... No one does. What I told you last night is the most I've ever told anyone," Brooklyn said and frowned to herself. She hardly knew Harry, yet he knew her darkest secrets. She didn't even know his last name. "What's your last name?" Brooklyn blurted, blushing slightly when she realised how random the question was. "My last name?" Harry asked. "Why do you want to know that?"

"Never mind, it must have slipped my mind. That’s the only explanation, since this matter is known only to Yolanda and me. But when did I tell you? Was it when I was drunk?" "Yeah, I think so," I replied, diving into my acting role. "Wow, I really need to cut back on the drinking. My behavior gets worse. Luckily, I told you and not some stranger, or they would have been terrified." "So?" "So? Oh, right, you were asking if I was desperate, right?" Harry tried to recall the moment. "Actually, I was quite desperate at the time. After your family wiped out mine, I barely escaped. I fled to an unfamiliar place, not knowing if I would run into more enemies or stronger foes. Life was tough, I had t