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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.”

he said but obviously, Hari thought the other boy was joking and he thus didn't take him seriously. "Ha ha ha, hurt me? How? I know you aren't trained and you don't have any weapon on you. So, pray tell, how would you have hurt me? Or are you a witch and you wanted to abracadabra me?" He said while laughing and Ravi just shook his head. "Abd... abda... what?" Ravi asked all confused because he didn't understand what Hari said. "You know, Harry Potter?" Hari said expecting Ravi to understand but he still had that confused lost look.

“How do you even come up with these things?” Harry grinned proudly, leaning back in his chair. “It’s a gift, really. I consider myself a prank prodigy.” “Prodigy or not, you’re going to get expelled one of these days,” Lucas said, his voice light but laced with warning. “And I'm not going to help you this time if anything happened.” “This time?!” I questioned and Harry snorted, shrugging his shoulders. Next, he waved Lucas off. “Nah, they love me. Besides, someone’s got to keep things interesting.”

He gave a sarcastic laugh while putting his socks on. "So I know you are a supernatural even though you can easily be mistaken for a human with your timid nature." "I'm not timid, I'm only just a nerd and that was cool of you to assume considering we just met like what?" He paused and tapped his head like he was thinking. "Oh yeah, an hour ago." He stuttered, averting my gaze. "Fine, what exactly are you? You don't have the stench of a werewolf." "I'm a wizard." He started but paused abruptly, uncertainty evident in his face.

“He hasn’t told you anything, has he?” My jaw tightened. “Carter tells me everything. You don’t know what you’re talking about.” “Oh, but I do.” The Wizard leaned forward, his ancient eyes glinting beneath his hood. “You think this is about strength? About will? You fool yourself, boy. This is about destiny.” My fists balled at my sides. “Speak straight, old man. What are you saying?”

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?”

It's a faint memory and her brain isn't in the mood to give her flashbacks now. "Oh this? This is Diagon Alley. You see all the antique shops here. People say if you can't see Diagon Alley, you're a Muggle." Harold speaks as if he is the tour guide of the place, smiling cheekily at his mischievous words. Getting out of the car, he opens the door for her as she chuckles saying, "You really are Harry, huh?" He shrugs his shoulders, feeling proud that he just made her smile. Mission A successful.

“Hey! This is cheating. I drank that yucky potion. Where is my candy now?” She took out the candy waved it in front of me and said, “Come and get it.” I wasn’t falling for her trick. The last time she had made me run around the house behind her. Technically she ran and I trudged behind her slowly while she teased me with the candy. I raised my arms and used magic to whisk the candy out of her hands. I had already popped it into my mouth before she could understand what was happening. Zarina’s face turned paler than a ghost and she said, “I had told you not to use magic, Aurora.”