<<Come on, is that all? >>
<< I'm trying, Salazar, really. Let me focus >>
Salazar was silent, staring Rowena sarcastically. She ignored him and continued to stare at the bowl of clay placed on the lawn in front of her. She was going to do it: she felt inside her growing wave of energy trying to get out. When energy became uncontrollable, Rowena threw it against the bowl, there was a flash of blue light and the place appeared a nice bowl of بانگ with glossy feathers, which, after briefly becchettato the ground, took off and walked away. Rowena gave a triumphant look to Salazar, who could not restrain an expression of amazement. As soon as he felt her gaze on her face, he regained his composure and کہا casually: << Well, you've been good. I wonder if you'll ever get on my level! >>. Rowena pretended not to hear the last sentence. She had been knowing Salazar since six years now and he knew how proud and stubborn he was. He would never flattered, nor would ever admit that her powers were equal to his'. In fact, his cavalier attitude and his cold eyes did not like the inhabitants of the village were mostly illiterate, suspicious and, above all superstitious. Superstition was the most dangerous enemy of the two friends: their powers they would be placed as monstrous beings in the minds of their countrymen, if they had ever learned, and they could be burned alive.
Many had already noticed the friendship between Rowena and Salazar, the two outcasts of the village were sometimes seen together down the ہل, لندن and آپ could not help but think badly of them. In particular, in addition to the malice, the two دوستوں also inspired a bit of envy. They were two beautiful sixteen سال olds: Rowena, if as child was very thin, almost stunted, now was tall and well made. Her face was thin as most childhood: her magnetic green eyes now found place in a square face but soft, with a red mouth, neither too broad nor too narrow. The long wavy hair blacks and caressing her back as many small waves and followed his every move.
Salazar, however, had not suffered moles changes. He was always extraordinarily beautiful and fascinating as a child: it was only grown taller and مزید muscular. Her hair was always very thick and messy, gold.
Together, therefore, formed an extraordinary couple, both for their physical appearance than for their behavior.
Selene Slytherin, widowed shortly after giving birth to her son, had not found any change in the character of Salazar, but noticed some oddities in his behavior. He would go out for hours, never کہا where she went یا with whom, and seemed eager to learn all the magic, as if to hold a race.
But if a child Rowena had a submissive attitude, as if to hide from the world, had now become a girl happy and confident, though all around her there was always an aura of mystery. The Ravenclaw, Rowena's family, thought they had found an explanation for the change of his daughter: she was a young woman now, she probably felt the need to contract a good marriage. All other village's girls were already married یا about to get married, some were already mothers. So, that evening, after spending the afternoon to transform objects into ravens, Rowena came ہوم and found himself in front of a stranger. His parents introduced him and continued to talk excitedly about two hours, turning smiles continuous to the guest, who gazed intently at Rowena and they reciprocated. The girl, confused سے طرف کی the words of parents, apologized and pretended to have a headache, so she could take leave and go up the wooden staircase that led to her room. She threw himself on his بستر and closed his eyes. She could not think of anything. In her mind echoed a word, hard as rock and کڑوا, تلخ as gall: engaged.
<< I'm trying, Salazar, really. Let me focus >>
Salazar was silent, staring Rowena sarcastically. She ignored him and continued to stare at the bowl of clay placed on the lawn in front of her. She was going to do it: she felt inside her growing wave of energy trying to get out. When energy became uncontrollable, Rowena threw it against the bowl, there was a flash of blue light and the place appeared a nice bowl of بانگ with glossy feathers, which, after briefly becchettato the ground, took off and walked away. Rowena gave a triumphant look to Salazar, who could not restrain an expression of amazement. As soon as he felt her gaze on her face, he regained his composure and کہا casually: << Well, you've been good. I wonder if you'll ever get on my level! >>. Rowena pretended not to hear the last sentence. She had been knowing Salazar since six years now and he knew how proud and stubborn he was. He would never flattered, nor would ever admit that her powers were equal to his'. In fact, his cavalier attitude and his cold eyes did not like the inhabitants of the village were mostly illiterate, suspicious and, above all superstitious. Superstition was the most dangerous enemy of the two friends: their powers they would be placed as monstrous beings in the minds of their countrymen, if they had ever learned, and they could be burned alive.
Many had already noticed the friendship between Rowena and Salazar, the two outcasts of the village were sometimes seen together down the ہل, لندن and آپ could not help but think badly of them. In particular, in addition to the malice, the two دوستوں also inspired a bit of envy. They were two beautiful sixteen سال olds: Rowena, if as child was very thin, almost stunted, now was tall and well made. Her face was thin as most childhood: her magnetic green eyes now found place in a square face but soft, with a red mouth, neither too broad nor too narrow. The long wavy hair blacks and caressing her back as many small waves and followed his every move.
Salazar, however, had not suffered moles changes. He was always extraordinarily beautiful and fascinating as a child: it was only grown taller and مزید muscular. Her hair was always very thick and messy, gold.
Together, therefore, formed an extraordinary couple, both for their physical appearance than for their behavior.
Selene Slytherin, widowed shortly after giving birth to her son, had not found any change in the character of Salazar, but noticed some oddities in his behavior. He would go out for hours, never کہا where she went یا with whom, and seemed eager to learn all the magic, as if to hold a race.
But if a child Rowena had a submissive attitude, as if to hide from the world, had now become a girl happy and confident, though all around her there was always an aura of mystery. The Ravenclaw, Rowena's family, thought they had found an explanation for the change of his daughter: she was a young woman now, she probably felt the need to contract a good marriage. All other village's girls were already married یا about to get married, some were already mothers. So, that evening, after spending the afternoon to transform objects into ravens, Rowena came ہوم and found himself in front of a stranger. His parents introduced him and continued to talk excitedly about two hours, turning smiles continuous to the guest, who gazed intently at Rowena and they reciprocated. The girl, confused سے طرف کی the words of parents, apologized and pretended to have a headache, so she could take leave and go up the wooden staircase that led to her room. She threw himself on his بستر and closed his eyes. She could not think of anything. In her mind echoed a word, hard as rock and کڑوا, تلخ as gall: engaged.