The Smarter : The Story Of The Hogwarts

I look at the wooden door opposite of me, I walked towards it and pulled the iron door handle and walked towards the dark abyss before me as I once again head out to challenge the

I turned a corner in the long, white, sterile-looking hallway, the robes that I had gotten from, from, from somewhere concealing my face. I ran my tongue over my perfect, un-broken teeth as I came finally to the correct room.

Marlene laughed and gently shut her book, lying it upon the wood table. “Oh? And I really don't see how it's been five years and you still don't understand that Ravenclaws are more than just books. Must you continue to stereotype?”

“It's in a book, i'll show you in the library, I was looking at it earlier.”

We run down the stairs as fast as we can. The house is still shaking. The door we entered is nowhere to be found now. Everything is switched around. I'm panicking and so are they. The once pitch black room starts to lighten up. There is light seeping through all the cracks and crevices in the room, It's the middle of the night though. Even with the help of the light we still can't find a door. ¨Hey! Over here! I found a window!¨ William yells.

Mark and the rest of the walkers continued unware of my predicament. I remained in a catatonic state, until I felt a nudge at my right leg. I turn my gaze to the right and see a partially-blind woman with a service dog next to me.

You reached the room at the end of the hallway and opened the door. You saw the little bundle as it squirmed

“I don’t know why you want to know unless you want to join the Quidditch club.” She snorted. Gabriel examined him more closely; he was lanky tall guy with skin so pale it looked like he had never seen the sun and his face was covered in freckles. Target

We finally finished them all off, Noct finished them off we started going back to the room with the locked door, but something caught my attention out of the corner of my right eye. Looking at it, it appeared to maybe lead to a different area. Ignis was about to walk past me until I called him out.

He sat straight, hold his stare at the wall in front of him. It was a miracle. In the back of his mind, he kept replaying the fire message from Healer Rordain, Mr. Black. Please understand that the boy is in a sensitive state at the moment. It'll be a minimum of a month of his core recharging. And after THAT is when we might consider releasing him. Mr. Potter has a severe case of dry skin. Flaking, peeling, burns on the tops his feet and the tips of his ears-.

“”Eh, Harry Potter?” Pettigrew said as he trembled even harder than he was. All he could think about was how Harry Potter showed him mercy.

Sounds of laughter and merriment rang through the twisting corridors of the ancient castle, joy washing the bloodshed from the cracks left behind by the not-quite-forgotten Second Wizarding War. Oh, the majority of the children whose blood was shed on the aging stones have since abandoned Her corridors but Hogwarts herself is still touched by the hatred so deeply seeped into her walls. The students who walk Her halls are the children of Her children, the ones who she was unable to protect, and all are still affected by a war in which they never fought.

Harry comes back from the doctor's appointment feeling light. He saw his babies again and this time they were moving a lot. He can't believe he's really carrying two tiny human being that need him for everything and that a year ago weren't even a thought. And now they're the most important thing in his life.

The room was completely empty so I used my magic to carve a note into one of the walls to tell the king and queen I had escaped their so called prison. Just like the day I arrived at the castle a cloud of crimson smoke enveloped my entire body, and I was transported into the forest where I had been held hostage by bandits. A cloak manifest in my hands I quickly put it on and began my journey of the Enchanted Forest. A few minutes I took one final glance at the castle, and anyone could tell that something was wrong. The castle was illuminated in torchlight silhouettes were running to and fro, and the sounds of armor clinking and people screaming echoed through the night. The noises were almost blocked out by the sound of wolves howling, but it would appear the royal family wouldn't allow the spotlight to be stolen from them since they ordered every single guard to find me. The guards knew I wasn't idiotic enough to hide in the castle so they descended into the forest below the towering stone structure. The hooves of hundreds of horses slammed into the ground dirt flew in every direction, and their stomping became louder than thunder. It would appear Samuel and Lilith had not forgotten me, and it seemed they still hadn't learned how to bury the

“Hey Mr. Wizard look what I have,” Jane said, holding up his favorite enchantment book. The wizard slowly walked towards her giving Alice the perfect chance to kill him. Alice jumped up once more, her hands gripping the sword, killing the