Category 1 : Howler
Entry 3 :
"Attention, He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named. We regret to inform you that your recent attempt at world domination has been thwarted once again by a group of teenagers and their pet. Please refrain from further evil plans and consider taking up gardening or pottery as a hobby. Sincerely, The Ministry of Magic."
Category 2 : Love letter
Entry 2 :
Dear Ron,
I'm not sure if you'll ever read this letter, but I had to put my feelings into words. You see, I have loved you for a long time, longer than I care to admit. And I can't go on pretending that my feelings for you are just platonic.
You drive me absolutely mad sometimes, with your jokes and your laziness and your stubbornness. But at the same time, you make me laugh like no one else can, you surprise me with your kindness, and you are always there for me when I need you.
I love the way your eyes crinkle when you smile, and the way your hair sticks up in the morning. I love the way you never take yourself too seriously, and the way you always make me feel better when I'm feeling down.
I know we've had our ups and downs, Ron, and I know that I haven't always been the easiest person to be around. But I hope you know that my love for you is real, and that I am willing to work through any challenges that come our way.
I want to spend the rest of my life with you, Ron, through the good times and the bad. I want to be your partner, your confidante, your friend, and your lover. I hope that you feel the same way, and that we can build a future together.
Yours always,
Hermione
Category 3 : Microtale
10) Mischief managed, but their bond of brotherhood lasted beyond their pranks.
12) "Only time will dictate Buckbeak's fate," said Dumbledore.
Newt Scamander smiled back.
Category 4 : Be 'Rita Skeeter'
Entry 2 :
Hello, my dear readers! Rita Skeeter here, bringing you the latest gossip from the wizarding world.
Have you heard the latest scandal? It seems that the Minister of Magic himself has been caught in a compromising situation with one of his junior employees. Yes, you heard it right. The honorable minister, who has always portrayed himself as a champion of morality, has been exposed as a hypocrite.
But that's not all. I have also uncovered evidence that suggests the Order of the Phoenix, the so-called defenders of the wizarding world, have been working secretly with dark wizards. Shocking, isn't it?
Stay tuned for more juicy tidbits from yours truly. Trust me, my dear readers, there's never a dull moment in the wizarding world when Rita Skeeter is around!
Category 5 : Short Story
Entry 6 :
Tom Riddle desperately wanted to be the Chosen One. To be chosen by the Elder Wand had become his greatest obsession. He could kill and torture infinite number of people just to acquire it. But, never in his life did he expect the wand to choose him like this.
The killing curse jetted out of Tom's wand, rebounded from Harry's Elder Wand and hit Tom's cold chest. It was almost a déjà vu of what had happened sixteen years earlier when Tom Riddle disappeared for the first time. The green light sucked Tom's soul out of his body and put it into a dreamless sleep. When Tom woke up, he did not have his body anymore, but he could hear faint whispers.
“Are you sure?” said a boy in his gruff voice.
“I think Harry’s right,” said a girl. Who were they?
“That wand’s more trouble than it’s worth. And quite honestly. I’ve had enough trouble for a lifetime,” said Harry Potter. Tom Riddle knew his nemesis's voice.
Moments later, the prison that held the last piece of Tom Riddle, was put back into Dumbledore's grave. The Elder Wand had sucked Tom's soul and chosen him for an eternity. Now he was trapped forever in the grave of the man he used to fear the most.
Entry 7:
Minerva McGonagall filled her glass with the worst scotch she managed to get her hands on. Tonight, she wanted to drown her sorrows and not enjoy a second of it. Her senses may have been blurred but the sharp memories pricked at her heart.
She had always been prepared for Harry Potter’s arrival, and knew he would be a tiny package of trouble. But that smile - the sheepish look when he realized she had witnessed him sneaking out - had caught her completely off-guard.
“Run, Padfoot! She is right behind us…”
“Aw, you know how to make a man blush, Minnie…”
“Professor McGonagall, thank you for saving those two idiots.”
“I did not do anything ma’am. It was their idea.”
She sipped her scotch, trying to wash down the bile rising in her throat. She had not remembered the past since that fateful night, when everything she held dear crumbled to dust.
Her eyes fell on the body-sized mirror and widened at the sight. Four young figures in Gryffindor robes, glowing despite the lack of light in the room, stared back at her. Those mischievous eyes, those guilty smiles were too familiar. Time stilled as she watched them open their mouths to speak.
“Thank you for everything…mom,” it whispered.
She blinked once and the apparition disappeared, the mirror reflecting her haggard appearance. Tears rolled down her cheeks and a sob escaped her mouth. Yes, tonight she just wanted to feel the pain for the last time.