Yer A Wizard Harry Novels & Stories

"You're a..." "Yes, a dime of a dozen. I'm a wizard. Mr. K.V. is a friend of mine and I was asked to make sure you get to his castle safely. Safely you shall arrive at his castle." His fingers caressed my back and touched my spine softly before he separated from me. "I think I'll go enjoy the punch bowl," he yawned out and started to leave me as quickly as he came. I stood there started by him for a minute. It's a rare treat to meet a wizard...

He’s just smiling at Lee who is just smiling back. After an awkward staring contest… “I freaking knew it, old man. I knew you were a wizard dammit! Ever since I was a kid and you blew up that frog! Admit it”. Lee chuckles, “that wasn’t me, that was a firecracker and I prefer the term sorcerer if you don’t mind”.

He met a lot of good people and companions although most of the time, they'd fight for Luna's attention. Right now, Harriel is only an eighteen-year-old guy who prioritized magic and who possessed aggressive features such as his dark red hair, sharp jaws, gray eyes and fair skin—the same fairness that Zaeion has. Right now, he is just a normal person who has gotten freed from the shackles of his dark past. "Be ready. After the one-minute countdown, it's our turn," Azer reminded that brought back Harriel to the present. “I speak without a mouth and hear without ears. I have no body, but I come alive with wind. What am I?”

After making sure personally by visiting each room that everyone slept, I came to the roof, finally opened the letter once again. I mumbled while looking at it -" Okay, Let's try, What was it? yeah... ' Equimenous Wizarda '!!!" I expected something big to happen like those Disney movies, I looked here and there while blinking my eyes a few times. NO!! Nothing happened... Maybe the spell expired? Ahhh!!! I sighed while looking down sadly. I read out the letter one more time to make sure I have read it correctly the last time.

Valerie asked as she munched heavily on the sumptuous meal not minding to look at the man. “How is it possible to have known all the spells in a single book by heart” Sir George wondered as he paused eating for a while. Valerie looked up from her mushroom, seeing the amazement of George and smiled; he was an inquisitive human being and regardless of her general notion of humans, she liked this one. “Remember what you called him at first; he is a wizard and just like you think humans could learn a chunk of things, wizards are ten times of a scholar than you all are” She stated.

Holding in his laughter he made a circular motion with his index finger. I gasped as I watched a thin and transparent glittering blue barrier rise up from around us, meeting in ends to form a shining globe around us. It bulged outwards as my fingers neared it to touch. Wizardry? "Don't tell me! You were the 15th century Harry Potter?" I squealed. He raised an eyebrow. "I don't know any Harry." It wouldn't be wise to say those words out loud back on earth. "Then how do you do this?" I asked with rising curiosity.

Professor Snape approaches a little to look at it, and says. "Indeed, it is the Dark Lord's wand." The atmosphere got stale in the room, just for it to be broken by a melodious feminine voice, Leona's. "I don't know who." Erik chuckles at his wife, and explains it for her. "You-Know-Who was a calling name given to a megalomaniac terrorist dark wizard that called himself 'Lord Voldemort'. He terrorized the British islands about 13 year ago." Leona's nods at Erik's explanation, and notices the obvious flinch that the wizards had when he said the guy's self given name. She continued to ask.

"He was of a line purely hated by ours. I never really understood what Athena saw in him, but now that I look in your eyes, I see the magic inside and I know what she saw." Luna Seraphine paused, her gaze piercing as she studied Arya's reaction. Then, she continued, her voice measured. "Arya, this might come as a shock to you, because there are only very few people like you in existence." She paused again, as if savoring the revelation. "You're a hybrid, Arya. Your father was a wizard." The room seemed to hold its breath, waiting for Arya's response to this bombshell. Luna Seraphine's words hung in the air, heavy with implications and secrets yet to be uncovered.

KIERAN'S POV: I tightened my grip on the old wizard’s robe, ready to crush the life out of him for what he had done to my son. My hands shook, my beast inside me begging to come out. Then I heard her voice, soft, broken sobs. I froze. My head snapped to the side. “Jade…” She was curled on the ground, her body trembling, tears slipping down her cheeks. At once, all thoughts of the wizard vanished. I let him go and rushed to her, gathering her into my arms.

He parts from yet another rough kiss, the nasty, annoying smirk appearing on his lips. "Jealous much?" "Fuck you..." Suddenly, the howling crowd went silent. There was an incredible shift in the air, I couldn't pin point the feeling but it hit at the back of my neck. A response to threat, is such a reaction. Turning around, I see the wizard, looking old yet with jet black hair and tight skin, wearing sunglasses in the dimness of his own house, was him. Charles Glen, the Wizard.