Yer A Wizard Harry Novels & Stories

asked Lily in a low tone. “Wow! You are really something! You know you are too keen for you own good!!” said Young Chul in an admiring yet worried tone. “She is making me feel like an idiot!” said Layla who was known to be the girl with Hawk eyes. “What?? You are a wizard? That means Young Ho is also a wizard?” asked Eun Ji in shock and Young Chul nodded. He then turned towards Lily immediately to ask her something important, “If you have found our secret along back, why didn’t you tell anyone?”

A misunderstanding could happen and that was the last thing I had ever wanted. "Well, if you don't like it, you know what the solution is, don't you?... Next time there's a ball ask me before someone else does and not as a last resort" — Hermione Granger, Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire M E Y W A N G | The Asian Potterhead "Mey!" Relief washed over Jess's face. "Where were you? We've been looking for you." She stole one curious glance at Ty. "And why are you with Ty?"

His beautiful smile that never failed to fill my head with fooling thoughts of happily ever after. I stepped outside of the house, Earl spotted me and jogged up to me. ‘’My king, good morning.’’ He greeted me with a brief bow. I nodded my head in acknowledement, walking with him. "Did it work?" He aske, earning a shrug from me. ''How on earth am I supposed to know? I'm not the wizard.'' I answered, my face scrunched up in annoyance. ''I'm a warlock.'' He corrected me with his eyebrow cocked. ''And I don't care.'' I said with a shrug. I really did not give a fuck that Earl was a wizard or warlock.

He said that was a privilege! Later on, I learned that his name is Harold and he is a wizard. Bear in mind that all this was new to me. He went on to explain to us why we were supposedly chosen to be his lab rats. According to him, we were all good fighters and all had the werewolf gene in us. Meaning we had some connection to werewolves. We just never activated that gene and he was kind enough to make us aware of our true identity.

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’m Zack, by the way.” “Okay,” I said. Another minute later, “Hey, Kimia. What do you call a wizard who is good at calculus?” “Hermione,” I told him. “She’s good at arithmancy, not calculus,” Zack said without missing a beat. I snorted. “No,” he continued, “you call them a mathemagician.” “That was dumb,” I told him, but I couldn’t help grinning. He grinned back. “You’re smiling, though. I’ve got more.”

He's the one searching for a fight, not me. “We are from the house of Ahvaz. You already know me and my other companion.” Havoc stated. He cocked his head and looked at me, as if studying me. “We've never seen anything like this person before. “Who is she, and who dispatched her?” “She-” I cut Tristan off. I stood straights and faced them confidently. “My name is Apharryll Weliche, and I am a wizard from the family of Ahvaz. Tauru was said to have something planned for us, which is why we came here. Now, if you don't mind, please allow us the opportunity to speak with him.”

Ryder lifted one sword up, aimed for the middle of the wizard’s head, and brought the sword down, the wizard caught it with one hand and smirked at Ryder. “I have lived longer than you have, Ryder, and I will live for longer. You are not the first Axeris to try and kill me.” “I will be the first to end your life, wizard!” Ryder yelled out and pushed the sword down with his might, the wizard faded just as it came down, and the sword went through the fine particles of magic and struck the forest floor. The wizard was gone. Ryder yelled and repeatedly struck the ground, the anger in him was overwhelming, and more than anything, he wanted to see the wizard’s blood spilled by his sword.

"Who are you?" "I am Mavalan, the great wizard of the north," He replied, makng Erin turn towards Lola. "He's the one aunt talked about," Erin confirmed her aunt's words.

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