As the days passed one by one, the Scottish Highlands grew increasingly cold.
Every morning, students had to brave the biting drafts, huddling in small groups as they scurried through the castle.
It must be said that the new temporary school rules set by Dumbledore were proving quite effective—there hadn’t been a single case of a student being petrified for an entire week.
“I get it, Professor,” Zacharias Smith interrupted. “The sleeping elements are like sleepwalkers—they don’t even try to control their own power. If we approach them recklessly without experience or protection, we might end up burned to ashes—or worse.”
“A solid grasp, Smith,” Harry nodded. “That’s exactly it. But you’ve already spent some time with the earth elemen...
2025-04-06 21:16:28 +0000 UTC View Post"Why would you say that?" Harry asked, puzzled.
Professor Dumbledore replied, "You've seen that memory, so you should know that Tom couldn’t wait to pin Myrtle’s death on Hagrid. Back then, Professor McGonagall and I had our suspicions, but now it seems he had more than enough motive—"
"And you also know," he continued, "if his mother was from the Gaunt family, then he might h...
2025-04-05 23:12:02 +0000 UTC View PostIt was complete.
For a fleeting moment, Argus Filch felt that even if he were to drop dead right then and there, it would be worth it. He had finally touched the magic he had dreamed of his entire life—he was no longer the powerless Squib Filch, forced to lurk in the shadows, watching others cast spells with envious eyes.
Of course, that thought lingered in Filch’s mind for less...
2025-04-05 23:11:53 +0000 UTC View Post“Of course I know—young wizards your age, especially a Gryffindor,” Professor Dumbledore said with a kind smile. “Gryffindors are never short on courage and curiosity, are they?”
With that, he walked over to his seat and settled down.
Harry moved to sit across from Dumbledore, following suit.
“So, you’ve seen it all?” Professor Dumbledore asked.
“Yes,...
2025-04-04 23:29:48 +0000 UTC View PostFor a moment, the loudest sound in the classroom was the piercing scream of the Erkling. It writhed in agony on the open floor at the front, its body wracked with pain. Instinctively, it reached to touch the source of its torment, but the more it did, the worse the pain became—even contact with the floor brought unbearable suffering.
“There’s something off about this spell’s power...
2025-04-04 23:29:39 +0000 UTC View PostAfter Harry left the map’s secret chamber, he didn’t hesitate for a moment and headed straight to the eighth floor, right in front of the Headmaster’s office.
The entrance to the headmaster’s office was guarded by an utterly grotesque gargoyle. Seeing Harry approach, it mechanically swiveled its head to look at him.
“Password,” it said.
Without a second thought, Ha...
2025-04-03 22:09:12 +0000 UTC View PostThis fragment of parchment had essentially revealed the identity of the mysterious black-robed figure. Naturally, Voldemort wouldn’t be the one begging Harry or Dumbledore for help. That left only one possibility: the person Voldemort had possessed—Quirinus Quirrell.
“I haven’t agreed to anything yet, Dumbledore,” Harry said with a cold laugh.
Without a doubt, this small e...
2025-04-03 22:09:03 +0000 UTC View PostHarry’s heart gave a sudden jolt.
His instincts told him this was a question he’d better answer carefully, or else…
He wasn’t sure if it was just his imagination, but it felt like if Veratia got angry, the consequences might be even worse than when Hermione did.
Professor Rookwood wore an expression of barely suppressed amusement, clearly enjoying the drama and not min...
2025-04-02 21:31:10 +0000 UTC View Post“After all, if they’re closer to the castle, we can protect them more quickly. If something happens, it’ll be easier to provide support,” Harry explained. “It’s better than them hiding deep in the Forbidden Forest where no one would even know if something went wrong. The castle has plenty of professors, and Dumbledore’s here too.”
“That might be a bit tricky,” Hagrid s...
2025-04-02 21:30:54 +0000 UTC View Post“I’m friends with Mr. Flamel, after all, I took his Philosopher’s Stone…” Harry waved his hand in front of him with a little flourish.
“Oh.” Hagrid nodded, his mind already filling in the blanks—Dumbledore must’ve introduced Harry to Mr. Flamel…
Mr. Scamander gave a knowing dip of his head before speaking again. “This unicorn you mentioned—Miss Poppy—how is...
2025-04-01 21:10:08 +0000 UTC View PostWhen they had completely left the centaur settlement behind, Hagrid’s face still carried a puzzled expression he couldn’t shake. He trudged along the rarely trodden paths of the Forbidden Forest, one foot sinking deep, the other shallow, before muttering after a while:
“This shouldn’t be.”
“The centaurs know a lot—always cryptic, sure, but they’ve never been ones to ...
2025-04-01 21:10:01 +0000 UTC View PostQuirrell’s expression was anything but pleasant when he left. Though he barely managed to maintain his usual demeanor, the hands concealed beneath his cloak had secretly clenched into fists, and there was an undeniable hint of genuine tension on his face.
He was clearly dissatisfied with Victor’s divination results.
Was it truly a prophecy?
Or was someone sending him a mes...
2025-04-01 21:09:52 +0000 UTC View PostVacations always arrive amid eager anticipation, only to vanish unnoticed before anyone realizes it.
When students who chose to go home dragged their weary bodies back to Hogwarts, hoping to boast about their holiday adventures, they were outdone by those who had stayed behind. The stayers had tales that turned the tables entirely.
A seemingly reformed Peeves, a transformed Hagrid (...
2025-04-01 21:09:29 +0000 UTC View PostOn Saturday morning, Harry learned through the two-way mirror that Gringotts had acquired the Angel Feather from Professor Dumbledore.
When he heard that Gringotts had traded forty percent of Honeydukes’ shares for it, Harry was utterly dumbfounded.
It seemed Gringotts had really gone all out, he thought to himself.
With this, only the basilisk fang remained.
Harry men...
2025-03-31 19:34:00 +0000 UTC View PostIt was a city built atop a vast expanse of wind-eroded mesas, perched high upon towering cliffs. On ordinary days, its inhabitants relied on elevators to ascend and descend, a precaution that kept the centaurs’ sudden raids at bay.
The settlement was filled with wooden houses, each adorned with totems. Totem poles or windmills crowned every rooftop, and at the center of the elevated pla...
2025-03-31 19:33:47 +0000 UTC View PostHarry noticed Professor Snape’s lapse in composure, and it reminded him of the memory he had seen in the Pensieve.
“This is how it is, Professor,” he said. “I seem to… well, I don’t know why I suddenly wanted to do it. Maybe something was guiding me, some kind of force.”
Professor Snape took a deep breath.
Guiding?
What else could it be?
Who else coul...
2025-03-30 20:35:23 +0000 UTC View Post“There’s no such person at Hogwarts! — Wait, love potion?” Harry suddenly realized something. “Chocolate, come here.”
The next moment, the chocolate Ron had been clutching flew into Harry’s hand. He unwrapped it in a few quick motions and sniffed it—honestly, he couldn’t detect anything strange.
Love potions were a broad category, encompassing any brew that made th...
2025-03-30 20:35:10 +0000 UTC View PostApart from Slytherin, no one enjoyed Potions class—this was an indisputable fact.
Even Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff, the two houses that Snape didn’t specifically target, shared the same sentiment.
But in truth, those who had graduated could somewhat understand Professor Snape’s mindset. After all, with potions, a single misstep could spell failure—or worse, turn the brew into p...
2025-03-29 17:23:04 +0000 UTC View Post"I’m not entirely sure what you mean, but I understand your point."
After quietly meeting Quirrell’s gaze for a few seconds, Victor spoke in an even tone. His expression remained unchanged, and his words were flat and unembellished. Yet, for a split second, Quirrell’s face stiffened ever so slightly.
Victor meant exactly what he said.
He had no idea what Quirrell meant b...
2025-03-29 17:22:51 +0000 UTC View PostFrom Peeves’ exaggerated mimicry of gestures and expressions alone, Harry could already feel just how revolting that particular headmaster had been. For instance, he had banned students from playing Quidditch because a pure-blood student got injured during a match—Harry strongly suspected this was why Dumbledore never showed the same fervor for Quidditch as Professor McGonagall did.
P...
2025-03-29 17:22:42 +0000 UTC View Post“Cool.” Cedric Diggory let out a sigh of admiration, but before he could say more, Harry yanked him into the dueling cabin.
Once inside, Harry turned to Cedric and said, “Welcome to the Dueling Club. Let me introduce you first—these are the core members from last term, all from Gryffindor: Hermione Granger, Ron Weasley, Seamus Finnigan, and Neville Longbottom.”
“Hello, e...
2025-03-28 21:42:55 +0000 UTC View PostThe final accusation from the red-haired boy before his demise!!
Struggling—everyone could struggle.
To be honest, Percy was screaming so miserably that even Harry couldn’t bear to look at him directly.
“He slandered me, Fred, George,” Harry said, his expression unchanged. “Remember to come back early. After unwrapping the gifts, we still have to att...
2025-03-28 21:42:44 +0000 UTC View PostHarry was still inclined to trust Gringotts—after all, sometimes, unless one pushes themselves, they never truly realize their full potential.
He put away the two-way mirror and waited for the effects of the Aging Potion to wear off.
Sitting in the Room of Requirement, Harry kept pondering where Cassandra might be.
Now that Veratia’s location was confirmed, Cassandra’s w...
2025-03-27 20:12:08 +0000 UTC View PostIt was nearly impossible for a young wizard to encounter any real danger near Hogwarts. The four founders had thought of almost everything, establishing a comprehensive set of protective measures, and generations of headmasters had patched up any remaining gaps.
“Fair point,” Ron said with a shrug. He continued eagerly, “Since that’s the case, once I’ve finished putting it toget...
2025-03-27 20:11:54 +0000 UTC View PostThe candle flames flickered, casting shifting light over the countless animated portraits of Lockhart, their eyes following them around the room.
As Harry sealed the hundredth envelope, he suddenly heard a sound.
It was different from the crackling of the candles or Lockhart’s gentle murmurs. It was cold, sinister, and sent a shiver down his spine.
“Come… let me rip you...
2025-03-26 20:43:52 +0000 UTC View PostThe affirmation from his older brothers left Ron feeling a mix of embarrassment and pride, boosting his confidence even further.
In truth, it wasn’t a big deal—within a week or two, no one would even mention it anymore. Well, there was actually another reason Ron’s situation had suddenly improved.
After the older students attended their latest Divination class, they were stunn...
2025-03-26 20:43:42 +0000 UTC View Post"Alright, for your first lesson this term, you will learn how to turn a beetle into a button."
Professor McGonagall's voice was steady as she placed a six-legged beetle, frantically struggling, onto the lectern. "Watch carefully, I will only demonstrate this once. You must picture the button clearly in your mind, and you must imagine it strongly. You have to turn the beetle into a button...
2025-03-25 19:10:09 +0000 UTC View Post“Me?! A prophecy?!” Professor Trelawney’s face was practically etched with the word “confusion.” Her mouth gaped open in astonishment, a mix of fear and anticipation in her eyes. “I made a prophecy? But I don’t remember a thing—sorry! I didn’t mean to scratch your arm! Sorry!!”
“Thank you for your help, Harry. I’ll keep wearing them—anyway, I hope you don’t min...
2025-03-25 19:09:58 +0000 UTC View PostThe History of Magic class remained as simple and dull as ever, with Professor Binns’ droning, sleep-inducing tone making it the perfect lullaby.
Even Hermione, usually the epitome of a diligent student, found herself resting her chin in her hand, struggling to keep her eyes open.
There was no helping it—Professor Binns was just… too soporific.
Perhaps the ...
2025-03-24 19:13:59 +0000 UTC View Post