Novel & Cerita Wizard Harry Potter

7 of a seated High Council Elder Projected power level (47/47): > First Wizard “One” Threat to global stability if corrupted: Catastrophic Threat to global stability if matured properly: Necessary He exhales through his teeth. Rowan: “So I’m babysitting a walking apocalypse who hasn’t realized she could sneeze and level a state. Totally Cool.” Everything will be fine. I hope. 08:05 a.m. – Lakeside High parking lot (observation post: roof of the gym)

He smiled. "What?!" Everyone shouted. "R-really?" The geeks blinked in unison. "You sure about this, sir?" Ada asked. "They're mortals. You just said they mustn't learn of our existence." "Yes. However due to all these recent events, already their lives are now in grave danger..." the Wizard briefed. Making the teens gulp nervously, "In danger? Wait! Are we going to die or something?" Henry Garrix passively ambled over the geeks with the same intimidating body language. "I'll revive your tainted memories now." With a wave of his hand, Garrix reverted all of Dorian, Maddie, and Zachary's memories.

I ask and he chuckled darkly " who doesn't know the wizard hiding in the body of a vampire . "he said and i gasped , how comes he knows dad biggest secret . yes Victor Adams is a wizard he told me most of his deepest secret and him being a wizard is one of them . he made me promise to keep my mouth shut . " okay now you're crazy hahaha . how can a vampire be a wizard " I said faking a laugh " silence "he growled and I flinched "don't you have anything doing Krishna " I heard dad voice and just then he walked in along side with hope . what is she doing

The apprentice waziri Jordan rushed into the chamber where his master Viktor and fellow black waziri Andre sat at a wooden table, studying an ancient parchment. “Master, he’s alive!” Jordan exclaimed breathlessly. The two waziri looked up at the excited young apprentice. “Calm down,” Viktor admonished him. “A wizard should not allow himself to become so emotional.” Jordan nodded and took several deep breaths, calming himself. “I’m sorry, Master,” he said when he had collected himself. “Now, who is alive?” Viktor asked. “The stable hand we sacrificed to the zombies last night. He has returned from the dead without any help from our magic.”

It was just a tale but he proved it right when he saw my reaction. “Your eyes couldn’t lie. You are so transparent.” he said like he knew me for a very long time. I couldn’t stand him looking at me straight, so I left his eyes first. Then, he talked about the deal. “You are a witch, right? Then make a love potion and steal my brother’s heart.” he proposed. “You are insane.” I told him. I learned nothing about spells, magic and potions. Not even a single one. My mother didn’t introduce me to any form of it. Witchcraft was forbidden and was punishable by death, now and forever.

When he was about to go to his father, he suddenly remembered the book that had suddenly appeared on top of his body, along with the necklace that hung beautifully around his burly neck. ⚛⚛⚛ "What is this!" exclaimed Aza when she started reading on the first page. "Hidden worlds are places where things that are not real come true, such as vampires, werewolves, mermaids, forest fairies, dragons, phoenixes and many more. But among all that, the highest hierarchy is magicians." "Because only magicians are able to control the life source crystal cube in the hidden world, it is said that only the eight cube magicians can trace the crystal cube's location,"

He would kill people he disliked with only one word, "I don't like his face" no one knew what he meant or what kind of face that he disliked, but they knew they should avoid him. And what was more mysterious to Lord Mike was that no one knew who he is, whether he is a human or a sorcerer or whether he is a mythical being.

In truth I wasn’t even sure I could stand on these horrifically unsteady legs. “I don’t understand why you’re not shuddering with pleasure.” He murmured. “You’re trying to hurt me. What don’t you understand?” “But my magic should make it-make you…You’re very odd.” He finished abruptly. “I haven’t quite figured it out yet. But I’m sure Old Veline is involved.” I sensed he was shaking his head. “Witch.” He stepped back from me. I gathered my legs under me and slowly let go of one ring. Putting my hand on the wall to keep from swinging into it. I slowly released the other ring and immediately my legs gave.

Jackson rushed up from behind Hana and grabbed the neck of Namio Rankle, "I warned you, it looks like you won't let my words get in your eyes, Namio Rankle," Namio laughed hysterically, despite Jackson's hand clenching tighter. At that moment, Hana felt Namio's neck crack at any moment, but in the blink of an eye, what Jackson held in his hand was just a broken flower. Namio Rankle, on the other hand, sat on the top of a tall tree in front of them. It is the wizarding world's swapping; it is said that as long as there is a charm. None of the werewolf's spells could injure it. Hana understood why Namio could be so arrogant. "Just a dump man," Namio's voice echoed. "See you, Hana."

She felt a sharp pain in her rib cage as she tried to pull herself up. “Your father must have said alot about me… Oh! He didn't? Allow me introduce myself. The greatest wizard, sixth order of the Phoenix, Pablo Martinez, but You Call me Master. Your kind is not worthy of my name”, he bragged. The strong smoke from his pipe coupled with the effect of the impact made her dizzy as he hovered rotationally around her. She regretted not obeying her father, but she also couldn't watch him die cheaply, in the hands of a power-hungry lunatic.