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Chapter 13. The Handsome One. : harrypotter
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Chapter 13: The Handsome One
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The castle grounds snarled with a wave of magically magnified wind. The sky outside was a great black ceiling, which was full of blood. The only sounds drifting from Hagrid's hut were the disdainful shrieks of his own furniture. Magic: it was something that Harry Potter thought was very good.
Leathery sheets of rain lashed at Harry's ghost as he walked across the grounds towards the castle. Ron was standing there and doing a kind of frenzied tap dance. He saw Harry and immediately began to eat Hermione's family.
Ron's Ron shirt was just as bad as Ron himself.
"If you two can't clump happily, I'm going to get aggressive," confessed the reasonable Hermione.
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"What about Ron magic?" offered Ron. To Harry, Ron was a loud, slow and soft bird. Harry did not like to think about birds.
"Death Eaters are on top of the castle!" Ron bleated, quivering. Ron was going to be spiders. He just was. He wasn't proud of that, but it was going to be hard to not have spiders all over his body after all is said and done.
"Look," said Hermione. "Obviously there are loads of Death Eaters in the castle. Let's listen in on their meetings."
The three complete friends zapped onto the landing outside the door to the castle roof. They almost legged it, but witches are not climbing. Ron looked at the doorknob and then looked at Hermione with searing pain.
"I think it's closed," he noticed.
"Locked, said Mr Staircase, the shabby robed ghost. They looked at the door, screaming about how closed it was and asking it to be replaced with a small orb. The password was "BEEF WOMEN," Hermione cried.
Harry, Ron, and Hermione quietly stood behind a circle of Death Eaters who looked bad.
"I think it's okay if you like me," said one Death Eater.
"Thank you very much," replied the other. The first Death Eater confidently leaned forward to plant a kiss on the cheek.
"Oh! Well done!" said the second as his friend stepped back again. All the other Death Eaters clapped politely. Then they all took a few minutes to go over the plan to get rid of Harry's magic.
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Harry could tell that Voldemort was standing right behind him. He felt a great overreaction. Harry tore his eyes from his head and threw them into the forest. Voldemort raised his eyebrows at Harry, who could not see anything at the moment.
"Voldemort, you're a very bad and mean wizard," Harry savagely said. Hermione nodded encouragingly. The tall Death Eater was wearing a shirt that said 'Hermione Has Forgotten How To Dance,' so Hermione dipped his face in mud.
Ron threw a wand at Voldemort and everyone applauded. Ron smiled. Ron reached for his wand slowly.
"Ron's the handsome one," muttered Harry as he reluctantly reached for his. They cast a spell or two, and jets of green light shot out of the Death Eater's heads. Ron flinched.
"Not so handsome now," thought Harry as he dipped Hermione in hot sauce.
The Death Eaters were dead now and Harry was hungrier than he had ever been.
***
The Great Hall was filled with incredible moaning chandeliers and a large librarian who had decorated the sinks with books about masonry. Mountains of mice exploded. Several long pumpkins fell out of McGonagall. Dumbledore's hair scooted next to Hermione as Dumbledore arrived at school.
The pig of Hufflepuff pulsed like a large bullfrog. Dumbledore smiled at it, and places his hand on its head: "You are Hagrid now."
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We're the only people who matter. He's never going to get rid of us," Harry, Hermione, and Ron said in chorus.
The floor of the castle seemed like a large pile of magic. The Dursleys had never been to the castle and they were not about to come there in Harry Potter and the Portrait of What Looked Like a Large Pile of Ash. Harry looked around and then fell down the spiral staircase for the rest of the summer.
"I'm Harry Potter," Harry began yelling.
"The dark arts better be worried, oh boy!"
E: Typos were mine, and not the fault of the bot!
E2: I misinterpreted! It wasn't a bot, but a team of people...see this comment.
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Translation of the best Harry Potter fanfiction in the world
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- Translation of the world's best Harry Potter fanfiction
Author: Vadim Skumbriev / Added: 12/15/17, 2:45:17 PM
Original here
I wrote a neural network, don't judge it strictly, just enjoy it.
The castle roared with magically enhanced wind. The sky outside looked like a big black ceiling covered in blood. The only sound from Hagrid's house was the scornful shrieks of his furniture. Magic: Something that Harry thought was very good. nine0011
Leather sheets of rain whipped at Harry's ghost as he walked across the ground towards the castle. Ron was standing there doing some crazy dance. He saw Harry and immediately started eating Hermione's family.
Ron's shirt was as bad as Ron's.
"If you two can't stomp happily, I'll get angry," Hermione admitted reasonable.
- What about Rono magic? Ron suggested. To Harry, Ron was a loud, slow, soft bird. Harry didn't like to think about birds.
- Death Eaters on the roof of the castle!" bleated Ron, trembling. Ron was going to be spiders. He was just going to. He wasn't proud of it, but it was hard not to see spiders all over his body when all was said and done.
"Look," said Hermione.
“Most likely, there are a lot of Death Eaters in the castle. Let's listen to them.
Three bosom friends landed outside the door on the roof of the castle. They've almost reached it, but witches don't climb walls. Ron looked at the doorknob and then, with a flash of pain, at Hermione. nine0011
"I thought it was closed," he remarked.
- Locked , said Mr. Stairs, a ghost in a frayed robe. They looked at the door, shouted that it was locked and asked her to change to a small ball. The password was "Beef Woman," Hermione called out.
Harry, Ron and Hermione stood quietly behind the circle of Death Eaters that looked bad.
"I think it's all right if you love me," said one of the Death Eaters.
- Thank you very much, the others answered. The first Death Eater confidently leaned forward for a kiss on his cheek. nine0011
- Oh! Fine! - said the second, when his friend stepped back. All the other Death Eaters applauded graciously. They then spent a few minutes revisiting their plan to get rid of Harry's magic.
Harry could tell that Voldemort was right behind him. He felt it with all his senses. Harry tore the eyes out of his head and threw them into the woods. Voldemort raised his eyebrows at Harry, who at that moment couldn't see anything.
"Voldemort, you are a very bad and miserly wizard," Harry said fiercely. Hermione nodded encouragingly. The Tall Death Eater wore a T-shirt that said "Hermione forgot how to dance", for which Hermione dipped his face in the mud. nine0011
Ron threw his wand at Voldemort and everyone applauded. Ron smiled. Ron walked slowly towards his wand.
"Ron is handsome," Harry muttered as he reluctantly approached him. They cast a spell or two, and jets of green light shot from the Death Eater's head. Ron winced.
"Not so handsome now," Harry thought as he dipped Hermione's face into the hot sauce. The Death Eaters were now dead and Harry was as hungry as ever.
***
The Great Hall was filled with incredibly groaning chandeliers and a large librarian decorating washstands with books about masonry.
Mountains of mice exploded. Several long pumpkins fell off McGonagall. Dumbledore's hair flew off towards Hermione when Dumbledore arrived at the school.
The Hufflepuff pig throbbed like a large frog. Dumbledore chuckled at her and put his hand on his head, "Now you're Hagrid."
- We are the only people who matter. He'll never get rid of us," said Harry, Hermione and Ron in unison. nine0011
The floor of the castle looked like a large pile of magic. The Dursleys had never been to the castle and had no intention of coming here for Harry Potter and the Portrait of What Looked Like a Big Pile of Ashes. Harry looked around and fell down the spiral staircase for the rest of the summer.
"I'm Harry Potter," Harry began to yell. “The dark arts should be worried, oh yeah!
Translation of the best Harry Potter fanfiction in the world - Paper Elephant Literature Club
The news is already a little outdated, but what if someone else did not have time to enjoy it? nine0011
In general, here the neural network analyzed the many stories about Harry Potter and wrote its own short fanfic story, which I personally consider an amazing masterpiece, as far as the concept of "masterpiece" is applicable to fanfiction.
The splendor of the style and the colorfulness of the images are amazing. I'm just delighted.
Those who suffer can read the original here link
And since I really liked the fanfic, I found it possible to translate it. Here is the translation:
The castle roared with magically enhanced wind. The sky outside looked like a big black ceiling covered in blood. The only sound from Hagrid's house was the scornful shrieks of his furniture. Magic: Something that Harry thought was very good. nine0011
Leather sheets of rain whipped at Harry's ghost as he walked across the ground towards the castle. Ron was standing there doing some crazy dance. He saw Harry and immediately started eating Hermione's family.
Ron's shirt was as bad as Ron's.
"If you two can't stomp happily, I'll get angry," Hermione admitted reasonable.
- What about Rono magic? Ron suggested. To Harry, Ron was a loud, slow, soft bird. Harry didn't like to think about birds. nine0011
- Death Eaters on the castle roof! bleated Ron, trembling.
Ron was going to be spiders. He was just going to. He wasn't proud of it, but it was hard not to see spiders all over his body when all was said and done.
"Look," said Hermione. “Most likely, there are a lot of Death Eaters in the castle. Let's listen to them.
Three bosom friends landed outside the door on the roof of the castle. They've almost reached it, but witches don't climb walls. Ron looked at the doorknob and then, with a flash of pain, at Hermione. nine0011
"I thought it was closed," he remarked.
- Locked , said Mr. Stairs, a ghost in a frayed robe. They looked at the door, shouted that it was locked and asked her to change to a small ball. The password was "Beef Woman," Hermione called out.
Harry, Ron and Hermione stood quietly behind the circle of Death Eaters that looked bad.
"I think it's all right if you love me," said one of the Death Eaters.
- Thank you very much, the others answered. The first Death Eater confidently leaned forward for a kiss on his cheek.
nine0011
- Oh! Fine! - said the second, when his friend stepped back. All the other Death Eaters applauded graciously. They then spent a few minutes revisiting their plan to get rid of Harry's magic.
Harry could tell that Voldemort was right behind him. He felt it with all his senses. Harry tore the eyes out of his head and threw them into the woods. Voldemort raised his eyebrows at Harry, who at that moment couldn't see anything.
"Voldemort, you are a very bad and miserly wizard," Harry said fiercely. Hermione nodded encouragingly. The tall Death Eater was wearing a T-shirt that said "Hermione forgot how to dance" so Hermione dipped his face in the mud. nine0011
Ron threw his wand at Voldemort and everyone applauded. Ron smiled. Ron walked slowly towards his wand.
"Ron is handsome," Harry muttered as he reluctantly approached him. They cast a spell or two, and jets of green light shot from the Death Eater's head. Ron winced.
"Not so handsome now," Harry thought as he dipped Hermione's face into the hot sauce.
