Harry Potter

Jeg forventer at blive forfatter, og med mit fantastiske talent, har jeg lavet en Harry Potter historie. Historien er på engelsk, og oversat af Google Translate, og de kan slet ikke oversætte. Jeg gider ikke at rette fejlene. I kan bare leve med det:

Harry, Ron and Hermione sat in the great hall, and ate at the Gryffindor table, along with the other pupils of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. "Where's Ginny wonder?" Ron smacked their lips, as he took a big bite of a chicken breast. Hermione looked around a little, rolled their eyes and replied: "She reads her homework well, as some others in her family, also ought to do." She looked at Ron and his two brothers, Fred and George. They noticed all of her gaze, and what she said. "I disagree," Ron smacked their lips on. "Of course you are," smiled Hermione, and began to read her book. Harry had long since finished eating and he was bored enormous. He just wished some would talk to him about something funny. There is a lilly creaking sounded from the door of the hall. And in came Ginny, in her beautiful Gryffindor apparel, smiles and happy. "Hello friends," she said, and sat at the table. "Hello," said Harry, as the first, and probably also the last. Hermione waved just even though she sat opposite her, and Ron said nothing, because he is such a wonderful big brother. "Where have you been?" Harry decided to stand up and say. He did not want Ginny was bored. "Long story. What do you think I ought to eat?" she replied, maybe a mysterious answer from her, and Harry wondered. "I think Ron loves chicken breast," replied Harry, ironically, but he said it. Ron heard it, and nodded. He loved it, but he loved food, loved him enough too chicken breast. Wait no, he seems like he loves it. Ginny then took a chicken and ate it. She took no more, making the three other friends suspicious. "Ginny, do not you think you should eat a little more? You might be thin, and we can not have," said Hermione, a little worried. Ginny laughed and replied: "No, we're not. But you sound so like my mother now," she smiled. Hermione's eyes trembled: "Well, she is also a very nice woman." She just had to say something sweet, so she would not be an evil old lady in Ginny's eyes. Ginny laughed again. Nothing struck false compliments about her mother. Ron woke up suddenly: "What Hermione? When she was fine? You have since met her, right? Her name is Molly Weasley!" he exclaimed. "Shut up, Ron," she replied, to her own defense. She closed the book hard, and said: "She's actually a very nice woman!" Ron rolled eyes. "Really?" he whispered. She nodded uneasily, and rose. "Harry and Ginny, follow after if you want to pass the exam!" she ordered. "No thanks," they both said, simultaneously. Hermione was disappointed out of the hall, as one of the last. Harry looked around. "Where are the others gone?" he asked. "Well, they have probably eaten," said Ginny, and looked towards Ron, who still ate. He knew not what she meant. "What? .. Okay, I'll stop now. Mother!" Ron hissed, and made grimaces to Harry. "Haha," laughed Harry, even though it was fake. Harry was bored, most of all, there was something missing .. Hermione. "I Miss Hermione right now?" Harry asked, just so sudden. The other two rolled both eyes. "Oh no?" they answered both. Harry looked away. If he was the only one who missed Hermione, had to be because he lacked something. Doing homework? No. Some wise words. He needed words of wisdom. "Ron, is just one quote," Harry said, and looked expectantly at Ron. "What?" he said surprised, "ehm. Practice makes perfect." Harry smiled. "Thanks Ron!" Harry smiled big. But Harry did not know what to practice in.