The first class on the second morning was Professor Snape’s Potions class.
Still groggy, Harry felt someone nudging him.
“Wake up, Harry.”
It was Seamus’s voice.
“It’s Snape’s class today. You don’t want to get sprayed by his venom, do you?”
That was Ron’s voice.
“Venom?” Harry rubbed his eyes.
“Oh, I mean Snape,” Ron explained helpfully. “Fred and George say he looks like a bat in his long black robes.”
Harry cou...
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“I have to admit, the... creative ideas you two come up with are truly beyond my imagination,” Harry said through gritted teeth when mentioning the term "creative ideas." “You went into the Forbidden Forest the night before last just for this?”
“Oh, speaking of that, we still haven’t thanked you properly, Harry,” Fred said, slinging an arm around him affectionately.
“We wouldn’t forget to thank those who helped us,” George chimed in with ...
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“Let’s head back.”
Hagrid slung the crossbow over his shoulder and said to Harry, “It’s getting late, and you’ve got class tomorrow—if I’m not mistaken, it’s Professor Snape’s Potions class first thing in the morning. You wouldn’t want to be late for that, would you?”
Even Hagrid had heard of Professor Snape’s formidable reputation at Hogwarts.
“Alright,” Harry replied, following Hagrid as they made their way out of the Forbidden Forest.
B...
2025-01-25 16:41:44 +0000 UTC
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Ron and Harry were discussing their afternoon Charms class. Today's lesson covered the Levitation Charm, a spell that required precise pronunciation. A small misstep—like turning the “f” sound into an “s”—could leave you flat on your back with a buffalo stomping on your chest.
Naturally, Hermione, being the star student she was, took it upon herself to correct her classmates’ mistakes, particularly her partner, Ron.
This, of course, had the opposite effect.
Ron...
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"Hermione is just competitive, Ron," Harry said, trying to calm Ron, who was clearly annoyed by Hermione's behavior. "She grew up in a Muggle family, so she's always worried about falling behind at Hogwarts and getting laughed at."
"Come on, Harry," Ron retorted with a roll of his eyes. "You and Hermione were the only ones in the entire class who managed to get that stupid needle to transform. Not even Neville or I, who grew up in the magical world, could do it—and neither could the R...
2025-01-25 16:16:23 +0000 UTC
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“Cassandra?”
Harry paused for a moment when he heard the name.
He shook his head, chuckling self-deprecatingly. “No, I’ve read her letters. She should’ve been long gone by now…”
The unicorn let out a low hum and shook its head. “No, that’s unlikely… But apart from Cassandra, isn’t there anyone else you’d like to ask about?”
As it spoke, it grabbed Harry’s robes with its mouth, tugging them back and forth playfully.
“Ha-rry! Ha-rry!...
2025-01-24 12:58:27 +0000 UTC
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The needle in front of him seemed like an amorphous lump of clay, constantly shifting its form without a moment’s pause. Yet, unlike clay, it didn’t possess that familiar texture or color; instead, it alternated between appearing metallic and wooden, endlessly transforming.
For Harry, this sensation of casting magic felt rather unfamiliar. In traditional shamanistic practices, spells were primarily performed through communion with the elements and ancestors, relying on requests and ...
2025-01-24 12:55:56 +0000 UTC
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A curse shot from the tip of Harry's wand, its distinct crimson glow of the Cruciatus Curse staining the surrounding forest with a sinister hue.
The dark-robed figure closest to him failed to dodge in time and was struck directly by the curse.
A piercing scream erupted, an inhuman wail akin to nails scraping against glass, sharp enough to make Harry’s teeth ache.
The figure, which had been diving toward Harry moments before, now flailed like a broken kite, tumbling rapidly...
2025-01-23 15:18:56 +0000 UTC
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When the class finally ended, half of the students collapsed to the ground while the other half cowered in corners, trembling. A few students even nearly clung to Victor's legs, begging him not to make them try again. They didn't want to end up bald or, worse, humiliated.
In this tense atmosphere, the torturous lesson dragged to its end.
As soon as the dismissal bell rang, the students nearly burst into tears of relief.
"Not so fast," Victor called out, smiling as he signale...
2025-01-23 15:15:49 +0000 UTC
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Don’t blame Dumbledore for being overly cautious with a child—especially one like Harry, who was exceptionally gifted. In a world where magic existed, a wizard with immense talent who strayed from the right path could bring about unimaginable destruction—far more devastating than the mistakes of the average person.
Great power combined with unmatched ability could render others utterly incapable of resisting their will.
Many families destroyed, countless tragedies...
I...
2025-01-23 15:13:21 +0000 UTC
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“Blinding?”
Hagrid and Harry both tilted their heads back, scanning the sky for Mars.
As Ronan had mentioned, it wasn’t difficult to find—a star so unnaturally bright it dominated the heavens.
“It really is glaring,” Hagrid remarked, squinting at the celestial body before turning back to the centaur. “Have you seen anything strange around here lately? A unicorn’s been injured—do you know anything about it?”
Ronan didn’t respond directly. Instead, ...
2025-01-22 14:27:44 +0000 UTC
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"Sounds like you've got me all figured out."
"Of course, of course! Kid, I can see that fiery spirit of adventure blazing in your heart! Aha! Can't wait to explore this castle for treasure, right?"
This hat was chattier than most people Harry knew.
"Plenty of kids have thoughts like yours. After all, this is a castle with centuries of history. I can guarantee even Albus wouldn’t claim to know all of Hogwarts’ secrets. And yes, many graduates leave behind puzzles for thei...
2025-01-22 14:26:15 +0000 UTC
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Hagrid looked down at Harry as though he had just heard the most absurd thing imaginable.
"Find the poacher? Oh, Harry, that's not something a first-year student like you should be worrying about."
As he spoke, his shaggy head shook, and his beard quivered with each word.
Harry noticed something peculiar—there were scorch marks on Hagrid's beard.
"Just a suggestion, Hagrid," Harry said, then asked with concern, "What happened to your beard?"
"Oh, nothing." Hagr...
2025-01-21 15:20:19 +0000 UTC
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The rays of the setting sun streamed through the open window of the top-floor attic, casting a warm golden glow over all the students. Yet, with Professor Victor’s eerie expression looming over them, not a single student could feel the sunlight’s warmth.
When does intuition feel the strongest?
Now, perhaps?
A few students nervously swallowed hard, casting anxious glances at the professor.
But clearly, there were always those who remained oblivious to the shift in a...
2025-01-21 15:16:52 +0000 UTC
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The most important point was Harry’s exceptional talent in Transfiguration. He could conjure weapons for himself anytime, anywhere—a skill that rendered confiscation meaningless.
Professor McGonagall, frustrated, simply returned the items to Harry, albeit with a sterner warning.
"I promise, Professor, unless it’s absolutely necessary," Harry assured her earnestly, understanding her concerns.
“You’d better,” Professor McGonagall said, giving Harry a long, piercing...
2025-01-21 13:52:01 +0000 UTC
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After a unanimous vote in the Dueling Club, everyone collectively decided to ban Seamus from using explosive spells in the Room of Requirement.
This guy was truly something else—he couldn’t master most spells, yet when it came to explosive ones, he picked them up instantly...
“I can’t imagine what would happen if you used one on someone, Seamus,” Ron said, his voice dry with unease.
But Harry had noticed something important: Seamus’s explosion spells, while loud ...
2025-01-20 07:13:04 +0000 UTC
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“Weasleys never back down from a Malfoy! The honor of the Weasley name rests squarely on my shoulders!”
Even though Ron’s face was swollen like a pig’s head, it couldn’t hide his exhilaration.
This was a rush he had never experienced before, a moment of attention he had never known—even Fred and George had praised him just now. Many other Gryffindors, ones he didn’t even know, had commended his bravery.
His bravery! Ron Weasley’s bravery!
...
2025-01-20 07:10:05 +0000 UTC
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In recent days, the professors at Hogwarts noticed something peculiar: the students from Slytherin were dozing off in class.
It wasn’t surprising if they nodded off during History of Magic or Defense Against the Dark Arts, but even during Snape’s Potions class? One student even fell asleep so profoundly that they knocked over their cauldron, causing a considerable accident.
Professor Snape was furious, his face turning a shade of purple. Ne...
2025-01-19 14:07:32 +0000 UTC
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Time passed swiftly amidst Victor’s quiet observations of the students and professors.
Apart from Professor McGonagall beginning to wonder why Peeves had been absent for so long, Professor Dumbledore giving Victor a few hesitant looks as if he had something to say, and Snape casually mentioning, “The Malfoy family seems to want a word with you,” everything else was perfectly ordinary.
Victor was relatively content with his current, laissez-faire life.
After all, there ...
2025-01-19 14:03:17 +0000 UTC
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Under no circumstances could Harry allow senior students to use magic. If they did, he would be forced to defend himself using magic—a skill he had yet to fully master in this world. Resorting to the magic of Azeroth, however, seemed excessive. Even defensive spells carried immense destructive power.
The memory of Uncle Vernon's house being obliterated by an Earth Shield was still fresh in Harry's mind. And now, they were aboard a speeding train.
Magic in Azeroth was primarily h...
2025-01-19 13:58:39 +0000 UTC
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Draco sat restlessly, his anxiety palpable. He had no idea how his ancestor intended to absorb power.
"Crabbe, I feel so hungry," Goyle muttered, rubbing his stomach.
"Me too, Goyle," Crabbe echoed, also clutching his belly. "But didn’t we just eat a ton of food earlier?"
Draco cast them a disdainful glance. Suddenly, a thought struck him.
Hungry?
Could it be that his ancestor had already absorbed the energy?
"Alright, you two," Draco said to them. "Give ...
2025-01-18 13:10:44 +0000 UTC
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Hermione had always held Gryffindor close to her heart. It was the house of Albus Dumbledore, the greatest wizard of the 20th century—so her books declared. And now, Dumbledore was the headmaster of Hogwarts. To Hermione, Gryffindor was unquestionably the best house, no debate needed.
The mere thought of being sorted into her dream house filled her with joy. But an intrusive memory of herself crying by the water crept into her mind, casting a shadow over her excitement. She hoped that...
2025-01-18 12:46:49 +0000 UTC
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Two days ago, in the Slytherin common room.
"Tell me about the magical world," a lazy yet compelling script appeared in the notebook. "I’ve already shared with you the secret of the Chamber of Secrets; it’s only fair you tell me how the magical world has changed. After all, I’ve been gone for many years."
"Besides, knowing what has happened will help me guide you better."
"Where should I start?" Draco stretched his slightly aching hand, pausing briefly before respondin...
2025-01-17 12:36:49 +0000 UTC
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In the dimly lit office, a devil hovered midair, its smoke-like form spreading out to engulf the entire wooden ceiling. If anyone were to walk in at this moment, they'd undoubtedly let out a terrified scream, believing they had encountered the mythical Cambion. However, they'd quickly realize they were mistaken.
This devil, as it turns out, was far less dangerous than a Cambion.
Victor had long suspected that when King Solomon sealed this devil, he must have also managed to strip ...
2025-01-17 12:33:48 +0000 UTC
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"How is that possible?!" Hermione said, a bit exasperated. "How could a newborn child possi—Harry, is that even possible for you?"
Her tone suddenly shifted, and the young girl cautiously looked at Harry, doubt creeping into her expression.
Harry: "..."
"Impossible," he said firmly, shaking his head. "The only reason I survived eleven years ago was because of the magical protection my parents gave me. Don’t overthink it."
No one knew better than Harry how pitifully...
2025-01-17 12:21:10 +0000 UTC
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"I'm a professional shaman and seer—would I lie to you?"
A professional seer must dare to make judgments.
"Hah," the young girl scoffed dismissively. "Then why aren't you a professor? If the things in the books aren't correct, why are they recognized by so many in the magical world and even used as school textbooks?"
"That's because the most important aspect of divination is talent, and the vast majority of people simply don't possess that talent—yet they desperately lon...
2025-01-17 12:20:59 +0000 UTC
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With Professor Snape testifying, Filch had no choice but to close his mouth.
Just then, Dumbledore emerged from the hall.
The first thing he did was wave his wand to gently lower Mrs. Norris from the wall. After carefully examining her with a series of spells, he looked up and said, “Rest assured, Argus. Mrs. Norris isn’t dead. She’s been petrified—an advanced form of dark magic, one that even I can’t easily counter.”
“This also proves Harry’s innocence,” D...
2025-01-16 12:06:15 +0000 UTC
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After putting away his luggage, Harry pulled out a book, intending to pass the dull hours ahead. But for now, he wasn’t reading; instead, his gaze was fixed on the train window. He watched parents on the platform bidding their children farewell, their expressions ranging from teary to cheerful.
Among the crowd, Harry noticed the platinum-haired boy he'd met at Madam Malkin’s Robes for All Occasions—the one who had tried persistently to talk to him but was thoroughly ignored. The b...
2025-01-16 11:49:37 +0000 UTC
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"Fascinated, are you? Did you come alone? Where are your parents?"
Noticing Harry's gaze, the witch raised an eyebrow. "I'm a Metamorphmagus; I can change my appearance at will. You—wait—are you Harry Potter?"
The witch suddenly leaned closer, her eyes catching the lightning-shaped scar peeking out from beneath Harry's messy hair.
"Wait? Did I hear that wrong?"
"Or perhaps I heard it wrong?"
"That name?"
"That boy?"
"So familiar?"
"So well-known?"
"...
2025-01-16 11:49:00 +0000 UTC
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To be honest, Filch wasn’t a likable person. Even Hagrid, known for his kind-hearted nature, would show clear disgust whenever Filch was mentioned.
And now, seeing Filch’s repulsive face charging at him, Harry couldn’t help but be reminded of Uncle Vernon.
But Uncle Vernon was different—at least he was technically family and had, begrudgingly, fed Harry. Filch, on the other hand? Besides being obnoxious, he had done absolutely nothing for him.
The comparison only fue...
2025-01-15 14:03:07 +0000 UTC
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