yeah... kinda reached the limet of 200 pages for my other octonauts oneshot book
so hares part 2!
some will be connected and some won't
(I used AI (https://www.bing.com/search?q=Bing+AI&showconv=1&FORM=hpcodx&adlt=strict&toWww=1&redig=8356BFB18A1E4E...
Planning book one of my harry potter X octonauts series on my alt Acc!:
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Description: In the first book of a captivating series, an unexpected letter arrives for Kwazii, whisking him away to the renowned Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. As he embraces his newfound magical heritage as a half-blood wizard, Kwazii sets out to uncover the truth about his muggle father and the witch mother who disappeared long ago. Joining forces with Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, and Hermione Granger, Kwazii embarks on an exhilarating adventure in the enchanting halls of Hogwarts. Together, they unravel the mystery surrounding two powerful stones—one linked to Kwazii's inherited fire abilities, bestowed upon him by his grandmother and father, and the other an enigmatic water stone. Can they solve the riddle that intertwines their fates? Prepare for a spellbinding journey where the worlds of the Octonauts and Harry Potter collide, as friendship, wizardry, and the pursuit of truth converge in an enthralling tale. (https://www.writecream.com/ai-story-descriptions-generator/)
Kwazii yawned... he looked around... He got up... he had turned 11 just the day before...
Kwazii stretched and yawned, feeling the excitement of his recent birthday still buzzing in his veins. He glanced around his room, filled with treasures and trinkets from his adventures. With a grin, he hopped out of bed and made his way downstairs.
In the kitchen, the familiar scent of breakfast greeted him. His grandfather, Calico Jack, was already seated at the table, regaling his father, Blaze, with tales of his latest escapades.
"Morning, lad!" Calico Jack called out, his eyes twinkling with mischief.
"Morning, Grandpa! Morning, Dad!" Kwazii replied, taking his seat at the table.
They enjoyed a hearty breakfast together, the room filled with laughter and the clinking of cutlery. Just as Kwazii was finishing his toast, a soft hoot caught his attention. He looked up to see an owl perched on the windowsill, a letter clutched in its beak.
"What's this?" Kwazii wondered aloud, reaching for the letter. It was addressed to him in elegant, flowing script.
Calico Jack and Kwazii exchanged puzzled glances, but Blaze's expression was different. He seemed to recognize the letter, a knowing smile playing on his lips.
